Shawn is boxing a lot so you're always worried that he hurts himself really hard but he always says that he knows what he does and how he does it.
"Shawn, are you here?" You called him as you opened his door to the workout room in which was in your basement. He stood there with a short, shirtless and some sport shoes. His hair was a mess from all the sweat and jumping around the punching bag. "You really like it since you discovered it, don't you?" You asked folding your arms and leaning against the door frame.
"Yes. It relieves so much of my stress" he punched the poor bag again and looked sideways at you. "You look gorgeous darling, but why are you dressed like this?" He asked punching another one while you watched him. "Well I hoped you wouldn't forget that we have to be in about forty minutes at the restaurant for the family dinner."
He looked into your direction and punched the bag hard, not concentrating where his hand was punching. "Oww" he looked down at his hand which bleeded. "Are you okay?" You asked as you walked next to him "Well this doesn't look good. Come with me, I'm gonna make sure it's all clean" you held his hand and you both went upstairs to the bathroom where you sat him down on the brink of the tub. "It hurts pretty much" he said looking down at the bleeding wound which looked really bad.
"But that's even better than that one I got when I beat up your ex" he said flashing you a toothy smile. "Aw Shawn, don't think about it!" "But it was worth it" "Yes?" "Yes. Cause now I have you, here with me, in this beautiful house. But something is missing" "What?" He cleared his throat "Some mini y/n's!" You looked at him in surprise "I thought you don't wanted to have any kids" you said shocked as you put some gauze to where his wound was. He hissed in pain and closed his eyes but looked into your eyes again as you put the stuff together and wanted to put it back to its place but Shawn quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him.
"I always wanted kids, I just thought you weren't ready for it. But I'm always ready if you want some" he put a strand of hair behind your ear and kissed your hand which he held in both of his hands. You just looked at him in admiration but quickly snapped out of the gazing. "Shit we're gonna be late. Shower quickly, take on one of your sexy suits and dry your hair, we don't have enough time". He just chuckled at you and shook his head.
"So you wanna have some Mendes juniors"? He stood up and got really close to you. "Maybe, but now we've got to hurry. We're gonna talk about it later baby" you got on your tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss. "But now really hurry cause my parents won't excuse us and I don't think yours either" you said and run into your room to do your hair.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionAs the title says, Shawn Mendes imagines (some may have a connection to each other, some don't, sometimes I use the same names but they don't connect with each other)