••Shawn Mendes Imagines••

4: Shower Songs

Y/N's POV
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I stumble into the washroom with the basket of laundry resting in my arms.
The mirrors fogged, steam in sight.
All that met my ears was the sound of tapping water on glass and his angelic voice allowing itself to free in the air.
Noticing my presence, he pulls back the curtain, peering out and reveling his naked shoulder.
"Sorry hunny, I'm just putting the towels in the cupboard." I announce.
"It's ok, you just startled me." He says with responding chuckle.
"I like that song. Is it going on the album?" I ask.
"Hmm.. maybe." He says, playfully stroking his chin.
I laugh and toss him a towel, resting in front of the curtain.
"Join." He says.
"Huh?" I question.
He pulls back the curtain all the way to reveal himself.
My cheeks fire at just the sight of him.
Teeth soaking into my burning bottom lips as I remove my shirt and slip off my sweats.
My fingers wrap my bra hook and unclaps it with ease.
His eyes scan over my body while I drop my last item of clothing on the tiled floor.
Slowly, my feet graze upon the warm shower floor.
His arms soon wrap around my figure and pull me against his.
"So flawless.." he mumbles underneath his breath as the top of his hand wanders my skin.
His warm hands turn me, now eye to eye so he can soak my burning skin in his wet kisses.
I smile and trace my fingers over his sharp abdomen.
"Y/n?" He speaks my name.
I hum in response.
"I love you more than anyone or anything in the whole wide world." He says, cupping my face.
I chuckle.
"I love you more, ya goof." I tease and peck his chin
His fingers pull the fabric scrunchy from my wrist and turn me away from him.
Those fingers of his rake through my wet hair and began working together.
"What are you-" I start.
"Shh.. you'll see." He says, small giggles.
I plaster a smile on my face as he continued down my hair.
I empty my head only for a moment. I thought about how one day, I was going to marry this cute idiot.. I can't wait.
"All done." He says while patting my head.
I take hold of my hair and notice a messy braid.
"Wow, you sure know your stuff, future husband." I tease.
"One day, I'll show you how, future wife."