Shawn Mendes x Reader Imagines

Jealous

Shawn and I stand hand in hand, waiting in line to order coffee. When we get to the front, the man at the front raises his eyebrows at me and smirks.

"What can I get for a beautiful girl like you?" He says, biting his lip. "Uh, my boyfriend and I will have a chai latte please." I say, adding emphasis on boyfriend.

He nods, still smirking, and goes to get our lattes ready. I slightly turn my head, to see an annoyed Shawn. I giggle, and squeeze his hand lightly.

When the guy at the counter comes back with our orders, he hands them to me, brushing his hand over mine on purpose. "Come on, babe, let's go." Shawn wines, and kisses my cheek.

I laugh, and peck him on the lips before turning around and heading out the door with Shawn. As we leave, I turn to see Shawn death glaring the guy, before closing the door.

"What's this?" Shawn asks, picking up a napkin with, what must be, the counter guys number that was given with our lattes. "Aw, is someone a lil jealous?" I ask him, laughing.

"Well, yeah!!" He exclaims. "When someone is hitting on your girl, you do get kind of jealous." I chuckle and give him a side hug. "Says the guy who has thousands of fans hitting on him every hour." I say winking.

He frowns at me and I laugh again. "Just kidding, I'm yours, and only yours!!" I tell him. He looks a little relieved. "Promise?" He asks.

"Pinky promise with whipped cream and a cherry on top." I say, and we hold hands again to continue our day together.