Shawn Mendes Imagines

Tattoo

I got partnered up with my ex, to do a project in AG, and we literally always argue. I don't know how this is going to turn out 😂🙄.

"Shawn," I looked up from the design from my phone to meet his eyes, "I want to get this tattoo." I turned the phone to face him. He studied the picture for a few seconds before speaking.

"I like it, but you might want to get something that means something to you. It's completely up to you, I just don't want you to get something you'll regret." He said before handing me my phone.

I bit my lip as I thought about what I should get. I leaned back into Shawn's shoulder as he wrapped his arm around my body. He placed a kiss on my temple before turning his attention back to the tv.

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2 weeks later

My knee bounced up and down as I waited patiently for my turn. I finally decided on what I should get, and where I should get it. I decided on a bird on my shoulder representing my mom, she always said she wanted to be like a bird and fly anywhere she wanted, unfortunately she never could.

"Y/n," a girl with a black tank top, a bunch of tattoos covering her arms, said pulling back the velvety curtain. I got up from the chair, along with Shawn and walked behind the curtain to see a black chair and a guy with a Guns and roses t-shirt, black skinny jeans, a lip piercing, and a tattoo of a dying flower on his neck sat turned around on the spinning chair.

"You look nervous." He said in a deep voice before chuckling. I laughed a shaky laugh before sitting down on the chair.

"So this is what you want on your neck forever?" The guy said showing me the sketch of my tattoo.

"Yeah," I said laughing a little.

"You must be the boyfriend," the guy said looking up at Shawn.

Shawn flashed a bright smile and said, "yes I am."

"Nice tattoo man." The guy said looking at the guitar on his arm.

"Thanks." Shawn said admiring it too.

"Alright, you ready?" The guy asked meeting my eyes with his blue ones.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I said nervously. He chuckled and prepared the stuff. (Never got a tattoo so I'm kinda guessing at this 😂) 

Shawn grabbed my hand when and rubbed small circles on my knuckles. The pain wasn't unbearable, and wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I had to squeeze Shawn's hand a few times when it really hurt. About 15 minutes later I had a black bird on my neck. I really liked the tattoo, and I was satisfied with my choice.

"It looks amazing." I said looking at it in the hand mirror.

"I'm glad you like it." The guy said taking off the latex gloves he had on. He got up and left the room to add up the total of my tattoo.

"Okay, that's hot." Shawn said admiring the tattoo.

I laughed and shook my head.