Shawn Mendes Imagines

Soulmates Pt. 2

-Warnings: LOTS of cheesy fluff and mild swearing (I don't know if I ever put that as a warning, but just in case it triggers people)-

-This is a part two to Soulmates, I was surprised to get a couple of requests for this so here you go! Author's note at the end, please read!-

"You're kidding." Charlie's mouth drops as soon as I tell her the news, Jackson is looking just as shocked from beside her. 

"No, I'm not," I tell her, squeezing Shawn's hand as he stands next to me, just to reassure myself that he's real and I'm not dreaming.

We're still backstage, Jake had just gone to grab Charlie and Jackson and as soon as they saw me, they started asking a million questions, very confused as to why I just left with a famous musician and a bunch of security guards. 

"You're so fucking lucky." Charlie sighs as Jackson feigns hurt. Shawn just laughs, and I can't help but blush.

"I want to talk to you, but we'll leave you two alone for a minute," Charlie says before taking her soulmate's hand and dragging him away with her, leaving Shawn and I alone in an empty room. 

Before I can say anything, Shawn turns me into him with a giddy smile. As soon as I'm directly facing him, I can't help by shyly smile back. He pushes a stray piece of hair out of my face, never losing his smile.

"I want to know everything about you, y/n." He tells me, slightly surprised that he's so interested in me. I figured that he'd have so much better things he'd want to be doing now than be with me, despite us being soulmates. I mean, he just got off stage, performing for thousands of people. 

"There's not much to know, I'm a very boring person. Let's talk about you instead."

"You can look me up on the internet anytime and figure out my whole life story, I wanna know everything about my other half." His touch makes the same tingly feeling run through my body, making me want to be closer to him. 

"Well, I'm twenty years old. I have an older sister named Lexi and her soulmate is named Cole. I live an hour and a half away from Toronto, two hours with traffic. I go to a local university and I live in an apartment that I had shared with Charlie before she found Jackson and moved out."

"You're not boring, but I'm sad you're twenty." I scrunch my face in confusion, not quite understanding him. 

I look up at him and meet his eyes, full of guilt. "Why? Are you like, super young or super old?" I can't help but laugh, making him laugh and shake his head.

"No, I'm twenty. I'm just so sorry that you had to wait so long for me, you were probably thinking that there was no one out there for you, and that breaks my heart. I mean, it's all my fault, I can't stay in one place for too long because of my work. Just thinking of your life going by without seeing any colour, makes me feel so guilty. Just thinking of a life without you makes my heart shatter, even though–" I cut off his rambling by placing a hand on his cheek, forcing him to look back at me.

"Shawn, it's okay, it's not your fault. Yeah, maybe I was losing hope because no one usually finds their soulmate this late, but I'm just so thankful that I've found you now, no matter who you are.  or what your job is." I tell him honestly as I try to give him my most sincere look for reassurance.

"You have no idea how much that means to me. But things are gonna change now that you're in my life, you deserve more than to put up with my lifestyle." He gives me a small smile as he leans in closer. I can feel his hot minty breath on my face and due to the close proximity.

"I'll follow you anywhere, I don't think my heart could take it if I'd never see you again. It feels like it's about to explode with happiness and warmth ever since I saw you and all your colour." His smile widens and he leans his forehead against mine, making my breath hitch at the contact.

"You know exactly how I feel." He responds so quietly, I can barely hear it. 

He begins to lean in closer, even though we're already so close. His pink plump lips hover over mine, and his eyes travel from my own lips back to my eyes before closing the space between us, connecting his lips with mine. As soon as I feel the warmth of his lips, I feel that adrenaline-like tingle that seems to be constant whenever I touch him. 

The kiss heats up and becomes more passionate and desperate for each other's touch. He softly bites down on my bottom lip, making me gasp, giving him the perfect chance to slip his tongue into my mouth. As soon as we break away for breath, he smiles down at me as his eyes wander around my face.

"You're so perfect." I blush a deep red at his sweet words, slowly looking down at the floor to hide from his gaze.

"What's your favourite colour?" He asks me, making me immediately look back up at him curiously.

"I know there's so much more to see, but I love this beautiful pink, as Geoff called it. Your lips are full of the colour, and your cheeks are tinted too." With my finger, I trace his now-swollen bottom lip.

"I can't get over your eyes. It looks like a pool of colour, and from what I can tell, multiple shades of blue." He says as he moves his fingers to trace under my eyes. 

I laugh at the situation and roll my eyes. "We really need to learn more colours."

He quickly nods his head as his big beautiful smile reappears. "Agreed, but I think I'll always love the colour blue." 

-GUYS! This is SOO cheesy and romantic, it's literally making me depressed. Anyway, this is short. BUT, I was thinking maybe if you're still invested in this plot, I could give you guys another chapter, I do have something else in mind. Anyway, let me know! Thank you guys so much!-