"Shawn!" I yelled as soon as I saw him, running over to him and jumping into his arms.
He'd just come off of stage and was as sweaty as a pig, but I would never mind.
"I'm so proud of you!" I said.
"I did it Y/N, I finished the European tour." He said with a sigh, rubbing my back.
"You were so great out there, London love you, I don't even think you fell over." I laughed.
"For once." He laughed back, placing my feet back onto the ground and walking further into his dressing room. "I stink."
"It's hot."
"Smelling like shit?" He laughed, "honey, don't lie to me, I'll go and take a shower."
He unbuttoned his shirt, chucking it at my face.
"Your right, smells like shit." I said, stuffing it into a bag of stuff that needed to be washed.
"I'll be out in a minute." He laughed, taking a couple steps towards me whilst unbuttoning his jeans. "I love you."
"I love you too." I smiled, going on my tiptoes to reach his lips in a short and simple kiss.
"Go wait in the main room if you want, everyone's out there for you to talk to and I think there's some food." He smiled, pecking my forehead then making his way into the bathroom. "Bring me back something." He yelled out before closing the door behind him.
I didn't want to go to the main room, I didn't want to talk to anyone, I didn't want food. I wanted to spend time with my boyfriend of a year and show him how proud I am of him.
I waited it out a couple of minutes in Shawn's dressing room, debating what I should do.
The sound of the water was easily heard, along with Shawn singing random things that would soon probably become lyrics to one of his songs. I sat. Waited. Then made a decision.
Opening the bathroom door brought a cloud of steam to my face from the heat. Shawn was facing away from me, his hand leant against the tiles of the shower as the other ran through his thick and curly hair. He couldn't hear me over the sound of his own voice.
His jeans and pants were on the floor, causing me to almost trip over on them, yet I saved myself by clutching onto the sink.
Shawn began to bump his head along to the song in his imagination, his body moving along too, his cute little bum bouncing up and down.
"Dam Mendes, you got moves." I said as a shocked Shawn turned around to face me, fear was on his face but it was soon replaced by a smirk as he realised it was only me.
"Baby girl, you know I got moves." He laughed, "your are my only source of pleasure after all."
"Are you saying you'd like someone else as well as me? Because I'm sorry but I don't come in no package deal." I said, taking a step closer.
"No, I only need you to follow my commands."
"You don't control me Mendes." I laughed, crossing my arms and staring at him.
"You bet I do, come join me."
"I was going to, but just to stand my own ground I'm gonna have to say no."
"Get in here now Y/N before I have to come and get you." He smirked.
"You wouldn't dare, incase you are blind this is your merchandise I am wearing and I paid good money for it." I said.

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Shawn Mendes Smut
FanfictionSomething to fall in love over and something to feel a little nasty over... go for it girlfriend.