Shawn Mendes Imagines

29. Stop Teasing (S.M)

"That's not nice!" You yell at Shawn as he laughs at his phone screen.

He looks up, asking, "what's wrong with it?"

"You know your fans don't like it when you tease them like that! All you did was post the artwork but haven't said anything!"

"They can wait a bit," Shawn says.

"When will they be done waiting?"

"Soon."

"Shawn, you know how much I and your fans hate that word! C'mon, I'm your girlfriend but you've been keeping this all a secret from me!"

"Soon you'll know. You'll know everything."

You roll your eyes at him and decide to move to the couch across from him. Shawn glances at you confusingly and you sit down.

"Why'd you move?"

"I can't sit next to someone that doesn't want to tell me the truth about their music."

"Y/N, it's not like that. I just want the music to be more special and you can find out about it like the rest of the world so that it's more special for us."

"Wouldn't it be more special if I find out before them?"

"This is how I feel it would be more special," Shawn tells you. "I'm doing it this way because I love you."

You wrinkle your nose, annoyed at his response.

"Y/Nnnnnnnn don't get mad! Please don't get mad, babe. I'll make sure that I'll make this up to you."

"By showing me your music?" You suggest, lighting up at your suggestion.

Shawn uncomfortably says, "no—"

"I just want to know what types of songs you're going to be releasing at least!"

"Well, one is going to be like a Lights On Part 2, based on our time spent alone," Shawn tells you, a smirk spread across his face.

"Shawn!"

"Well, you wanted to know," Shawn says, throwing his hands up in the air as if to defend himself.

"I'm glad you told me that at least," you tell him. "Now how does that song start?"

"It starts with a kiss," he says. "That turns into something so so so much more."

"Hm," you hum and an idea pops into your head.

You slowly make your way to Shawn and sit next to him closely, so closely that you can hear his uneven breaths. You begin to trace soft kisses on his lips, to his jaw and then his earlobe.

Shawn sighs deeply and says, "stop teasing."

"I'll stop," you tell him. "Soon."

It gets more heated, and your actions with Shawn seem to hint at the lyrics of his song.