Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Weight

I was sitting on the couch in the house watching the news when I heard the front door open, assuming it was Shawn coming home from the gym, I just left it and waited for him to walk into the living room, which he did moments after the door closed. He sat next to me on the couch all sweaty and sighed, I took my attention off the television and put my full focus onto Shawn.

"Hun, what's wrong?" I asked sitting upright

"y/n, I gotta tell you something." he said full of seriousness.

"oh my god, you're not breaking up with me right?" I asked freaking out and becoming extremely scared and nervous.

"Oh God no!"

"oh good, phewww, right now what did you wanna tell me?" I said with a sigh of relief

"Well, you see I was at the gym with Geoff and the guys right?" I nodded letting him continue "Well I just can't lift as much weight as them."

I stifled a laugh, "You're joking right?" I asked, "Have you seen your arms?" I said grabbing his bicep. "I am pretty sure you can lift the weight." I said chuckling a little bit

"Oh well I am glad you think so." He said smirking before grabbing me by the waist and kissing me passionately and as soon as I started kissing back, he decided to turn it into a tickling session and I was out of breathe before he ended, we then just spent the rest of the night watching tv and mucking around like we did most nights.

I'm sorry this has a horrible ending but I couldn't thinking of any ending...