Shawn Mendes Imagines

Marry Me// S.M

I softly shuffle around in bed. My headache only increasing. Shawn stirs lightly next. I keep still til I know he's in his deep slumber again.

I try massaging my temples. I can't think of a reason why I would have a headache now.

I sigh annoyed as I try a new position in bed.

I feel Shawn slightly stir once more.

"Y/n you ok?" His raspy voice fills the room.

"Yeah I'm fine I just have a stupid headache." I mumble softly.

"How bad does it hurt?" He asks pulling me closer to him.

"A lot. But I'll manage." I whisper.

Next thing I know Shawn is getting up from bed. He turns on the light instantly earning a groan from me.

"That didn't help." I complain at the bright light.

"Sorry." Shawn yawns.

"Shawn just stay in bed. I'll be fine." I grab his hand.

"I'll be right back." Shawn says before walking out the room.

I groan and lay back down. I throw a pillow on top of my face in order to block out the light.

A couple minutes later he trudges back into the room with a mug in his hand. I sit up.

"Here I made you some tea. It should help." He says handing me the mug.

I smile softly at him.

"Thank you"

He smiles down at me before sitting down besides me on the bed. He lets himself lean on the headboard.

I take a sip of the warm tea. Shawn then gets the remote and starts turning on the tv.

"Shawn you can go back to bed." I try to stop him.

"Not until you feel better." He responds while opening up Netflix.

I roll my eyes and Scoot closer to him. He puts one arm around me and continues looking for Grey's Anatomy a show we're watching together.

I sip on my tea as we continue watching. When I'm done he puts the cup on the night stand.

"Do you feel better?" He asks.

I think about it for a second. He plants a soft kiss on my head. I look up at him with slightly redden cheeks and a cheeky smile.

"Well now I do." I giggle and he laughs softly.

"Seriously?" He asks softly.

"Yeah the headache is magically gone. You've done a great job Dr. Mendes. Your tea is the best." I smile softly.

"Well I'm glad." He says while turning off the tv.

He lays down facing me in bed and leaves the light on. I lay there staring back at him. Our faces are a couple inches from each other.

I let my hand gently caress his face.

"I missed you a lot." I whisper softly.

Shawn had returned from tour a week ago. I've had this feeling like I didn't express how much I missed him. I missed him so much it hurt.

"I know you did. I missed you way more." He whispers before laying on his back. He pulls me towards him. I lay my head on his bare chest.

"But it's ok. Cause I'm here now." Shawn responds.

I grab his hand and gently play with it. I let my finger glide against the lines on his palm.

"You didn't watch Greys anatomy without me did you?" Shawn asks jokingly.