Shawn Mendes Imagines

Day After || fluff

overview: It's the day after you and Shawn just had a 'one night stand'

*enjoy*

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          Your body felt strained as a massive weight has been dumped onto you. Your breathing was ragged and the sudden short of breath caused you to jerk your eyes open, cursing profusely from the aftermath after you had been washed upon sudden rays of sunlight that creeped from the window besides the bed you were laying on. You shielded your eyes with the one free hand that was hanging off the edge of the bed while the other was buried deep underneath the white duvet you laid on— wait, which also happened to be accompanying another body as well.

With a horror stricken face, you tried to pull your own arm away, but it was under the person's broad torso. You then realized that he was practically on top of you, thus being the reason why you were taking short breaths. His chest was against the right side of your body, his being obviously much more bigger than yours resulting in him nearly crushing you half to death.

You whipped your head to get a glimpse of his face but it was nuzzled far too deep into your neck, warm breath tickling your skin. You caught sight of the massive array of curls spewed around the pillow and in a way— they looked inviting to your hand, wanting to get a feel of the soft fluff, but you resisted. A deep groan emitted from the bottom of your throat as you gave the stranger a nudge hoping to get him off, but to no avail. The blanket was slipped off a bit from your many tries in ridding him and it gave quite a view of the toned muscles and valleys that his back contained.

You bit your lip, his body was nice— at least drunk you had the decency to hook up with a someone who seemed awfully handsome and that is just coming from looking at his body. You averted your gaze when he began to stir, a soft groan was heard and if it was not for his face to be so close to your ear, you could have missed it.

His body was soon flipped, bringing along yours with him as he went to lay on his back, arm being locked onto your figure. You squeaked from the sudden movement and flopped against his hard chest, hoping to grip the blankets to cover your naked self. You looked up at him and you nearly could have gaped at the sight of the young handsome man sleeping before you.

You stopped staring after a couple of minutes as you recollected your thoughts and the state that you were currently in. His face looked familiar, but you did not think too much of it considering now all you were worrying about was to get the hell out of his tight grip.

You just ended up uncoiling yourself from his arm, rolling to your left with a hard push, but ended up falling off the bed because you used too much force. A loud thud was heard following after a "Ow," coming out of your lips as you fell face first on the wooden boards.

The stranger shot up from the sound and moaned in annoyance as the bright lights from the window made his vision blurry and head turn. He rubbed his head with his palm as you slowly got up, grabbing the discarded white t-shirt peeking from under the bed and putting it on so you were not left naked. It seemed to be his because the length ended mid thigh and it flowed against your body.

You stared at the beautiful creature rubbing his head before you made your way around the bed. He heard the creaks of the floorboards and he whipped his head up to see a small petite girl half naked, wearing his shirt and creeping away to leave the room.

"Hey," he called out pointedly, acknowledging you and melted at the sound of his raspy voice— you were always a sucker for those. Dammit, you thought, turning so you faced the man.