Shawn Mendes Imagines

43. Family Issues - Request

This imagine is for Shannon1300 . I hope I made it the way you expected it. I kept Y/N as the main character, hope you don't mind. Enjoy !

⚠ This doesn't mean that requests are open ! I usually don't take requests and if I'm doing it here, it's because the scenario inspired me ! Thank you. ⚠

He didn't want to call you. He didn't want to argue with her and his parents either. But here he is, sobbing in your arms and repeating second after second what of a bad brother he is.

That sudden call in the middle of the evening suprised you at first. Wasn't he supposed to spend the day with his family ? Didn't you want him to enjoy some time without you after a whole week spent by your side after his incredible Brazilian trip ? It was planned like that, yes. But no, you thought, he is Shawn Mendes. He can't do like everybody else. He needs to push the limits a bit further every time. Controlling every little details in his life. At least, that's what you were thinking while hesitating in front of your buzzing phone.

"Shawn ?" You said as soon as you picked up your phone.

"Y-Yeah." His voice was so low and you swore you heard it break. That simple word was already enough for you to tell that this day off with his family didn't end well. It wasn't because he wanted to break the promise he made to stay with his family tonight.

"Shawn, weren't you supposed t-"

"Please can you come home ?" You heard him beg for you to go to his parents' place. You hesitated a bit, not wanting to disturb that family evening, but you rapidly made up your mind and agreed. He wouldn't have called you and asked you that if it wasn't serious.

When you finally opened the front door of the house 30 minutes later, the only lighting you could see was coming from the living room. As you walked in, you noticed the sad state Shawn was in : alone in the dark room, looking aimlessly at the hockey game shown on the tv, lying on the big couch and wrapped in a big blanket. You could see his eyes all red and glistening.

"Hey, baby. What's going on ?" You said as soflty as possible and started walking to him. Your smooth voice made him look at you and his eyes became even glossier than previously. He sit up and opened his arms for you. You straddled him and rested your head against his hard chest, your tiny little arms making their way around his ribcage and back. After a few seconds, you could feel a warm drop on the top of your hair. You didn't even need to check, you knew it was a tear.

That's how you ended up in that situation. Shawn crying and you trying to comfort him because of you don't even know what. And now, your duty is to discover what's bothering him so much.

"What happened, sweetheart ?" You ask again but he doesn't want to talk for now apparently. He just presses a few soft kisses on the top of your head and tightens his grip around you. You can hear his heartbeat. It's slow and steady but you know that each beat hurts him a little bit more. That's always what he says when he is sad. He's a very emotional person, he just doesn't show it too often. He knows people could play with that.

"Shawn, I need you to speak if you want me to help you... Talk to me, baby." You try again but you know that when Shawn decided something, it can be hard to make him change his mind. And the silence that follows your request proves your point.

You sigh and bury your face even deeper into his hoodie-clad chest, taking in his scent. If he doesn't want to talk, that's ok. But he has to understand that you can't do anything else than cuddle him then.

You can feel his deep breathing and your heart slowly starts to clench. He's always so strong in front of everyone except in front of you. You know he trusts you enough to let himself be vulnerable in your presence. And after all these years, you still don't know why he chose you to be his confidant.