leaving shawn's was always hard for me. i never knew if i was going to see him again, tomorrow morning, at one twenty-seven p.m, at night. i didn't know.
i woke up to be blinded by the light coming through the window, not wanting to get up and out of the warm bed with shawn's arms around me, i slowly maneuvered my way so i was facing him.
seeing his peaceful face brought me joy. his curls on his forehead, his eyelashes fanning over his cheeks, his plump lips open the slightest bit. there was absolutely no flaw on his face or body. i bring my hand up to his cheek are leave a kiss on his forehead.
i start to get up slowly so i don't wake shawn up. that failed. i heard a groan from behind me as i tried to unplug my phone from its charger.
"y/n? where are you going so early?" i felt the bed lift up a little and turned back to see shawn leaning on his elbow, half of his chest showing and the waistband of his underwear and pants.
"i have to go home shawn. come on you know that, it's like every other day."
he sighs, "i know, but i don't want it t one like that anymore. please y/n stay in baby, it's cold out." laid upon his lips os a frown as he tilts his head.
i look at him and sigh, putting my phone down, crawling back under the covers where it's warm.
"i don't wanna play games anymore, i want us to be real. i want you to come over and eat and watch movies with then fall asleep like we always do, but i don't want you to leave me in the morning. i want you to stay, so please y/n, please darling. stay." shawn says as he plays with my hair. i simply nod and mumble an 'okay. i'll stay' then close my eyes.
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Imagines| s.m
Fanfictionoriginal imagines of shawn mendes -- swear/curse words are used -- i do take requests(no smut)