Shawn Mendes Imagines

115: Strangle

Y/N's POV:

You: Shawn Peter Raul Mendes

Shawn: Yes love?

Y: Don't you play that game with me. You know what you did.

S: I legitimately have no idea what you're talking about

Y: You. Ate. The. Cake. I. Made. For. My. Mother's. Birthday.

S: That was for your mom?

Y: I TOLD YOU IT WAS.

S: I don't remember that.

Y: Of course you don't. You heard 'cake' and you tuned everything else out.

S: Oh, you meant that cake. Yeah, that was really good.

Y: I hate you so much sometimes

S: I love you.

Y: Shut up. I'm serious. What am I going to do about my mom's cake?

S: I can buy you another one.

Y: I want to give her a homemade cake.

S: Fine, then do you want me to buy you another box of cake mix?

Y: Yes.

S: Okay.

Y: I'm gonna strangle you when you get home.

S: Can you even reach my neck?

Y: Watch me.

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A/N:

Ahaha I love this because I wouldn't be able to reach his neck. Anyways, I am on a writing ROLL recently.

QOTD: Are you allergic to anything?

AOTD: I am EXTREMELY allergic to cats...