Missing Mendes

Christmas Day

!NOTHING TO DO WITH STORYLINE!

shawn

"babe. babe. baby!"

i shake sabrina causing her to groan in the pillows.

"what?"

"i have some presents for you! i also want t—"

she placed her hand on my mouth lazily cutting me off.

"shh... i need sleep."

"but i have a whole day planned out."

i pouted sticking out my bottom lip.

"we'll do it tomorrow."

"but it's not the same. today's christmas sab."

"ugh! i was in the studio till one, and it's eight. you want me to get up with five hours of sleep!? are you out of your fucking mind!?"

she snaps angrily making me step back.

"yee. i'm sorry. i'll cancel the reservations and stuff."

i say standing up from the bed. she sighs sitting up rubbing her face.

"no no no, i'm awake now. i'm just really fucking tired."

she groans walking not the bathroom. she comes out looking more refreshed and pecks my lips hugging me.

"if i pass out let me stay unconscious."

she whispers quietly walking out the room. i follow her to see her cuddle up on the couch by the fire that i'd started.

"i love you a lot did you know that?"

"well i'd hope so. we've been dating for four years."

she laughs pulling her socks up further. i sit beside her and wrap my arm around her shoulders turning on the tv. 

"babe, baby."

i whisper nudging her during the movie.

"what muffin boy?"

she teases kissing my cheek.

"you know i hate that nickname."

i groan making her smile wider.

"well you like muffins so what else. plus, it's cute."

she laughs bopping my nose.

"but that's not fair. i don't have a food name to call you."

"you don't need one cutie."

"i'll call you peaches!"

she laughs at my stupid idea and hands me a warm muffin.

"i'm allergic to those you know that."

"but--"

"seriously. don't worry about it. eat your muffin."

i nod stuffing my mouth with the muffin moaning in satisfaction. she lays against my chest tracing my tattoos softly.

"i got a new tattoo."

i say taking my shirt off. i follow her gaze to my abs and laugh softly.

"babe, not my abs. my tattoo."

"right. s-sorry. they're so... gorgeous."

i grin widely as she looks at the tattoo. it was the date we first met and when i had officially asked her out. surrounded by thousands of flowers.

"did it hurt?"

"hell yes. but it was worth it."

she cuddles into my chest, even more, grinning her cute little head off.

"i love it. thank you."

i peck her lips softly as we turn back to the tv. i hold her hand with our fingers intertwined and i would squeeze it every so often.

"i love you."

"did you have reservations?"

"nope, i just wanted you to wake up. i wanted to see your gorgeous eyes and kiss your beautiful lips."

"why are you so nice to me? i don't ever do anything for you."

"i don't do this for benefit. sure that's like a side reward but i do this because i love you and i love seeing you smile and you happy."

"i love you so fucking much. and you are so sweet to me i dont understand what i did to deserve you."

"i ask myself that every day."

she hugs my chest tightly hiding her face in the crook of my neck pecking it lightly every few seconds.

"i'm tired. can we go back to sleep?"

"whatever the lady wants."

i picked her up and carried her to the bedroom placing her down and crawling in beside her.

"goodnight honey. i love you."

i kiss her lips softly closing my eyes as we go back into a deep sleep.