Shawn Mendes Imagines

Clouds

"That one," I pointed my index finger up to the sky at the white fluffy cloud floating, "looks like a fat man dancing."

Shawn's chest vibrated against my head as he laughed. His arm that was wrapped around me pulled me closer, he used his thumb to rub small circles on my arm while he looked up to find another weird shape in a cloud.

"That one looks like a turtle." Shawn said I followed where his finger was pointing and it looked exactly like a turtle.

"That one looks like a dinosaur." Our son, y/s/n, said from Shawn's lap. He smiled showing off his missing two front teeth.

"It sure does buddy." Shawn said placing his large hand on the middle of his back.

"You know what I was thinking of?" I asked looking at y/s/n with a smile.

"What?" His brown eyebrows pushed together as he questioned me.

"Ice cream!" I said making his face light up.

"Can I get chocolate?" He asked as we all stood up from the green grass that we had been laying on.

"Of course." Shawn said taking his hand in his.

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"Thank you." Y/s/n said as he licked the chocolate ice cream from the cone.

"You're welcome." I said ruffling his brown locks. He grinned revealing the ice cream all of his mouth. I laughed along with Shawn as I leaned into his side. He put his arm over my shoulders and rested his hand on my arm.

"Thank you." Shawn whispered in my ear.

I leaned my head back to look into his brown eyes, "for what?" I asked.

"For being the best wife, and for this amazing family." Shawn said making my cheeks turn a light shade of red. How did I get so lucky?