Shawn Mendes Imagines

XIV ✧ YOU CHEATED

requested by @thesummerhills

prompts requested:
2: "after everything you did, you're asking ME to apologize for snapping at you ONCE?"
16: "come back to bed"

-

"Go to jail!" I shouted at my husband. I jumped up, doing a weird dance as he frowned at me.

"No fair, you cheated!" He shook his head.

I pointed to the dice that were sitting on the game board. "You rolled a five, and you landed on the 'go to jail' slot. Seems pretty self-explanatory to me." I shrugged, giving him an amused grin.

"Nope." He shook his head. He was always such a sore competitor. "You moved the dice. I rolled a six."

I rolled my eyes. "Shawn stop being such a crybaby. It's just a game, geez."

He frowned. "I don't even want to play anymore. I quit." He threw his piece down on our bed and dramatically walked out of the room.

"I'm married to a five year old." I mumbled to myself. I hopped out of the bed, following him. He was in the kitchen drinking a bottle of water. His muscles flexed as he squeezed the bottle. I walked up behind him, planting a kiss on his bare shoulder.

"Came to brag some more?" He bent down to put the bottle back in the fridge before turning to face me with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Came in here to pout?" I retorted.

  He scrunched his nose, clearly not amused by my taunting. "I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight."

I chuckled. "It's just a game, babe. Come back to bed." I feigned a pout, kissing at his bottom lip.

"Not until you apologize. For cheating, and being mean." He raised an eyebrow.

A sigh blew past my lips. "After everything you did, you're asking ME to apologize for snapping at you ONCE?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mendes." He smirked at me.

I poked his chest. "Oh you know exactly what I'm talking about, Mendes. The whole night you've been yelling about how I could never beat the 'Monopoly king.' You even made us start the game over because you said I distributed the money unfairly. Even though we clearly both had the same amount, so if anyone should be apologizing it's you sir."

He looked at me with a blank expression for a few minutes, which was quickly replaced by an ear-to-ear grin. "What the hell are you smiling about?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

His face leaned down to my ear. Slowly placing a kiss on my ear lobe. "You.Still.Cheated." He whispered. He turned and walked back into our bedroom.

"Oh hell no, rematch. Right now!" I chased after him.

"No thanks, gorgeous!"

-

this is really short sorry. and i'm pretty sure this isn't what you wanted, but i decided to make this into a cute one because the other requests i got were sad or dramatic.