••Shawn Mendes Imagines••

1: That Same Smile

Shawn's POV
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I see my made beauty stumble into the kitchen.
Her hair: frizzy. Her eyes: droopy.
"Good morning, princess." I say while sliding a glass of apple juice across the counter.
"Good morning, dad." She says while cupping her chin in her palm.
"Why so down? It's Friday!" I say cheerfully.
Her lips curl into a plastic smile.
"I don't wanna go to school today." She pouts.
"And why not?" I ask.
"Usually on Fun Friday, we just watch a movie. But they decided to have Muffins With Mom Day." She says.
"What's that?"
"It's where your mom takes you to school and we play games and eat muffins. I'll be the only one there without my mom." She sniffles.
"What if I take you?" I ask with a bright smile.
Her head droops from side to side.
She whispers, "no dads allowed."
"Well, drink up your juice and go get dressed." I say while cupping my hands together.
"Daddy.. please dont make me." She pouts.
"Nah nah, we're not going to school today." I wave my finger in her face.
"Then where?"
"To Tim's Bakery. We're gonna stuff our faces with muffins." I say while helping her off of the stool.
"Really?!" She exclaims.
With a light chuckle, I respond, "really."
"Oh, and dad-?" She begins.
I hum in response.
"Will you finally tell me about my mum..?"
After a long moment of silence and digging through my brain.. I sigh.
"Ok."
She bounces in pure joy.
"Now go brush your hair, silly." I demand.
"I will!" She yells with a toothles grin, attempting to wrap her petite arms around my figure.
That smile.
That same smile her mother had.
My favourite thing about them both.