Shawn Mendes Imagines

Wattpad Account

Summary: Shawn finds your Wattpad account you had made several years ago and sees you wrote smut about him, which leads to you two engaging in other activities
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Your POV

"Babe?" Your hear your boyfriend calling out from the bedroom.

"Yeah?" You ask back, peeping your head out of the bathroom.

"Uhh... what's this?" He asks holding your laptop to face your direction.

Oh hell no.

No no no no no

You feel your cheeks heat up as you see what was written on the screen. He smirks seeing your reaction and pulls the laptop towards him again. You run out and try to get it back from him but it was no use.

"Nope I'm gonna read a few of your stories first."

You sit down next to him on the bed and cover your face with a pillow to hide your embarrassment.

"Shawn is my husband forever" Shawn says and you look up at him.

"That was your username?" He snickers down at me.

"Uggghhhhh" You groan and look at the screen as he chooses which story to read.

"How about this one?" He says pointing to one of the first books you wrote. You think for a while about what you wrote in it and nod. It was your first story and you remember it being pathetic.

You sigh because you know he won't stop until he reads one, and you know how persistent he can be. So you nod in defeat.

"Here we go"

"There's a new guy at school. He is hot as fuck I can't. His face is pure art and he has chocolate brown hair that looks like pillows. His jawline looks so sharp I could cut fruits with it. And his smile... oh my god it makes me go weak at knees... Honestly he is proof that angels don't just exist in heaven. I  don't even know his name but know I'm in love"

He reads out loud and looks at me with a big grin. I look down and play with my fingers regretting my decisions from when I was young. "In my defence I was 15 when I wrote this" he says nothing and continues reading silently, reading a few parts to me.

"Shawn. That's his name. Even his name is beautiful. He sat next to me in maths today and I got an even better view of him. IF THIS ISN'T THE HOTTEST HUMAN TO EXIST I DON'T KNOW WHO IS." He reads to me again and chuckles.

"What's A/N" He asks and I look up again

"It's short for author's note"

"Guys Shawn Mendes is ridiculously hot in real life too. And I came across a shirtless picture of him today and I could feel the room get hot literally." He smirks and says

"You think I'm ridiculously hot?"

"Don't get too full of yourself."

This continues for a few more chapters until we get to a part I regret the most.

And here I was thinking this book would be pure.
"That's it" I try and grab my laptop but he moves away

"Ohhhhhhh this is gonna be fun!"

"SHAWN STOP NOW"

"SMUT WARNING!" He says loudly while slightly running away from me. Eventually we reach the living room and he stands on one side of the couch with me opposite to him.

"His hand slowly rides up my skirt and I feel the tension rising. His right hand reaches the hem of my panties and I feel myself squirming under him. To be honest I've been fantasising about those looong fingers ever since I saw them." His face displays a very amused expression and he reads ahead.

"He slowly takes of my underwear and I can't take it anymore. I stop him to climb on him and straddle his hips. I start to unbutton my shirt seductively and watch his heavy breaths. His hands grab my face and roughly kisses me."

Shawn was so engrossed in reading that he didn't notice me slowly sneaking up to him.

"...He licks my bottom lip but I tease him a bit and don't open my mouth. His large palms squeeze my ass and-" he's cut off by me snatching away the laptop and shutting it.

"I'm never leaving my laptop with you again."

He sits on the couch and starts laughing like a madman
"You... you thought ..that about me?" He says laughing in between.

"Oh shut up" I say.

"I don't know whether to be embarrassed for you or honored for me"

I roll my eyes at him and sit down next to him. He pretends to wipe a  non existent tear from his eye.
"I've been fantasizing about those looonng fingers.." he says. "You mean these fingers honey?"

"Oh fuck you Mendes" I say annoyed. "You did... several times"

"Can you not?" I scold him

"But seriously though... I feel so... good about myself."

"Wait.." he continues "you wrote this before you met me right? And you were a fan?"

"Yeah.." I say, confused.

"So.. like.. this is what my fans think of me?"

It was my turn to laugh and he goes red with embarrassment. "I can never look at them the same way again... oh my god" he says.

"Babe relax... that was just me.. not every fan thinks that" I say in an attempt to ease him.

"But I never thought you could do that! Or think that! Oh my god all those girls..." he cringes

"Baby I was really horny.. maybe a bit more than normal.. trust me, your fans aren't the same." I reassure him. Little did he know.

"Oh good" he says a bit relieved.
"Now how about I show you what you wrote in those books."

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I pray to god Shawn never finds out the things we write about him.
Hi I changed it a bit
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