Shawn Mendes Imagines

Silent Treatment

Shawn's P.O.V

I was nearly in the studio all day, and when I walked in the door, I had expected my girlfriend to be waiting for me. I took off my shoes, my coat, and I set down my bag on the kitchen table.

"Y/n? " I called out searching the first place I thought she'd be. Our mini library, but she wasn't there. I knew Y/n was here because I saw her car parked out front, so I checked our bedroom.

I saw her figure underneath the covers engrossed in her book. She looked too peaceful to bother, but I had missed her. "Babe? " I say. I know she had heard me because her face tilted up and looked at me, but she looked back down into her book without giving me a second glance.
I crawl onto the bed, laying on my stomach besides her.

"Hey babe." Silence. Usually when I find her like this, the first thing she does is engulf me in a hug, but today is not the case. I look down at the book she's reading. 'Sleeping Freshman Never Lie'.. A book she's read countless times, so why was it more important than me?

"Y/n" I whine. I just wish she'd look at me. "Did I do something? " She still doesn't say anything, and its killing everything inside of me. "Please." Still nothing. Not even a look. No hand gestures, no signals...."Babe...are you hungry?" Usually, at any mention of food, she's ready to get up and go. But she isn't, and it's worrying me.

Y/n is giving me the silent treatment.
"Babyyyyyy" I whine again. Still no response. I take her book, getting impatient, and even more worried. "Y/n, sweetheart, what's wrong"

Nothing but silence. She takes out her phone and starts scrolling through.

"Y/n..why..in..the..hell, are these inanimate objects more important than me?! Your boyfriend, in case you forgot. It's been a long day, and I just wanted to come home and kiss my girlfriend what is so wrong with that? Y/n what is wrong? Please tell me what's wrong. "

I heard and felt my voice breaking, because now, I was almost on the verge of crying.

Y/n's P. O. V

I put my phone on my nightstand beside me, and lay on my right side, ignoring Shawn. I don't like ignoring him, but I know I have to. "Go away Shawn. " I finally spoke. I can tell he was a bit shocked by my final choice of words. "Just go away. "

"No."

He's persistent I'll give him that.
"Just leave me alone. "

He huffs and gets off the bed. "Look, I'm gonna go take a shower, and when I come back you will be ready to tell me what's wrong wether you like it or not."

*10 mins later*

Shawn emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but basketball shorts.

I pretend to be sleeping, but I can already tell he knows I'm not.
"Ready to talk?" He asks laying besides me. "No."

He kisses me on my forehead, then my cheek, then my neck, and then my shoulder. He really is irresistible.

"Shawn...please.. Just leave me alone."
"Nope."

"Go sleep on the couch Shawn. "
"No."

I sit up from my current estate making him back up a bit. "I don't want to see you, Shawn. " I hesitate to say without looking at him in his face.

"And why not?"

I sighed and started playing with my fingers. His curious stare never lifted, so I bent over to my nightstand, and grabbed three letters out of the drawer. I handed them to Shawn, and he took them slowly.

He opened the first one, and I couldn't even bear to watch him read it, so I started playing with my fingers again.

It was hate mail.

"What the fuck is this?" He asks hastily. I could tell he was angry by the tone of his voice, and this time I didn't know how to consul him.

He climbs off the bed, and starts pacing around switching the letters in his hands from one to the other.
"This is fucking ridiculous Y/n." He states looking up at me. "You know this isn't true right? None of this shit is true. " He doesn't even pause or look up at me for an answer.
"Shawn.. " I start.

"No." His eyes travel from the papers to mine. "You need to know this isn't true. You are the most beautiful, kindest, compassionate, loveable nerd I have ever met. When I asked you to be my girlfriend, I knew there was no other girl who could fulfill that title. When I asked you to move in with me, I knew there was no other person I wanted to create memories with."

He pauses, and he looks at me wanting me to understand.
"If anything, I don't deserve you. God, I don't deserve you. You love me even though I'm always gone and on tour, you know how to cheer me up when I'm down... " His voice cracks.

"Fuck, this should be said as I'm leading you down a bridge under the moonlight, but I love you. "
He tosses the letters down, and comes to sit in front of me, his hands taking mine.

"Y-you what..? " I say tears starting to fill my eyes.

"I fucking love you Y/n. I. Love. You. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life telling you that. "
I look at him in complete shock.

"Fuck the letters.. Forget those people.. I-"

I cut him off as I cup his head with my hands, and pressed my lips to his. He kissed me desperately, and passionately until I pulled away pressing one last kiss to his lips, putting my forehead against his.

"I love you too. But you didn't have to wait for bridges and moonlight. "
He laughs at me, and pulls me in for another kiss. "I know baby, I know. "

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