Shawn Mendes - Imagines

Last Night

I am sitting at the table enjoying my breakfast while Shawn is still getting ready.

Somehow he needs more time to recover from party nights than I do. I have to admit that I also had a headache in the early morning but after taking a shower it got less.

I take another bit of my bread and try to remember what happened last night. All I do remember is that we went to a nearby club with Shawn's hometown friends after we hung out in our condo. That part I do remember exactly but after this the memories get blurry. But it was fun, I guess. It is always fun hanging out with the boys because they are all so hilarious and calm.

I finish my breakfast and start cleaning my dishes as two arms wrap around my waist. Shawn's well-known scent fills my nose. He snuggles his head on my shoulder and I lay mine on his. It feels so good to be near to him.

"Are you doing any better, babe?"

His little giggle near my ear gives me goosebumps.

"I do. I am doing fine. Last night was fun, baby."

I turn myself around in his arms.

"You do remember anything from the time in the club because I do not?"

I ask a little ashamed and wrap my arms around his neck. Like I like to do, I play with his little curls in his neck.

"Me neither. But I have some hot exhibits."

His face gets this knowing expression with a little smirk added to his lips.

"What do you mean?"

He lays his head back as he laughs. How... hot.

"Well, Brian and Matt sent me some videos they recorded."

"What do they show?"

"Scenes like this..."

Suddenly he lays his lips on mine and lifts me on the counter. Because of this rush I can tell there is still a little alcohol in his blood.
And I also can imagine what is on the videos which is a little embarrassing to me. But we both get very devoted when we are drunk so it comes to situations like this.

"Seems like we did not spend that much time with the others."

I extrapolate.

"Yeah, you are right. But I do not regret a second, babe."

We smile at each other in admiration.
Me too. No second with him is a wastefulness. Every second with him is a gain. He himself is a gain for my soul.