Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

87. He Helps You Relax*

A/n: Explicit language in this one! Also, it gets smutty, so if you are under sixteen, PLEASE DO NOT READ!!! Also, I may need some holy water after writing this. Anyways, please enjoy this imagine! Okay, let's begin!

I felt so beyond stressed out as I sat at the kitchen table. My husband of five months, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, should be coming home soon, and I can't wait to see him. I just want to hug him and kiss him and have him hold me. You see, I'm currently studying to get my master's degree in school counseling so I can become a high school counselor, and school is stressing me out to the maximum.

Shawn soon walked in the door. I practically jumped out of my seat and ran over to him. I threw my arms around him and he wrapped his arms around my waist as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I put my lips on his and as our lips moved in sync, I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, and I felt sparks shoot through me like fireworks. Shawn and I pulled away from the kiss, breathless.

"Well someone missed me." Shawn said. I smiled a little and then went back to the table. As soon as I sat down, I realized something.

"Fuck!" I cursed.

"What's wrong?" Shawn asked as he ran over to me. I put my head in my hands.

"I've been so busy with homework that I forgot to make dinner. I'm sorry Shawn. I'm sorry that I'm such a shitty wife." I said. Shawn pulled my hands away from my face.

"Hey, don't ever say that ever again. You're the best wife ever. So what if you forgot dinner? We still have time to make something." Shawn said. I nodded and put my hand to his cheek.

"Would you mind making dinner please? I just really need to work on this essay." I asked and said.

"How long have you been working on it for?" Shawn asked. I sighed and thought for a moment.

"Like, five hours. I'm just struggling with it and it needs to be fifteen pages long, and that's not even including the works cited page. It's due in two days, but I'm almost done with it." I said. Shawn's eyes widened and he shut the laptop. I frowned at him.

"No more working on homework tonight. You need to relax baby. Come on, let's go upstairs and I'll run you a nice, warm, bath." Shawn said.

"Shawn, I need to finish the essay and I only need about four more pages." I said. Shawn shook his head.

"Nope. Turn off your laptop so it doesn't die and then we'll go upstairs so you can take a bath. Plus, if you do those four pages now rather than take a bath, how much longer would that be? Mrs. Mendes, I need my wife to relax and take care of herself." Shawn said. I sighed and nodded. I turned off my laptop and let Shawn guide me upstairs.

"Shawn?" I asked as I stripped. He stared at my body for a moment, causing me to blush.

"Yes gorgeous?" He asked.

"Would you mind taking the bath with me?" I asked. Shawn smiled at me lovingly.

"Of course I wouldn't mind. Come on baby girl, let's go take that bath." Shawn said.

"Okay. Hey, wait, I'm naked, so you should be naked too." I pointed out. Shawn chuckled and began undressing himself. I suddenly thought of a new way that I could relax and shook my head at Shawn, who then gave me a confused look.

"What? Why are you shaking your head?" He asked.

"Because I want to undress you." I said. Shawn smiled and nodded. I took off his shirt and admired his abs.

"Like what you see babe?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yup." I said. I then reached down and took off his black jeans that he loves to wear so much, leaving him in nothing but his Calvin Klein boxers. I stood up and as I kissed him, I brought one hand down and rubbed him. He pulled away from the kiss and I watched as he screwed his eyes shut.