Shawn Mendes Imagines

// Request 5 //

Request for Shannon1300 sorry it took a while, but I hope you like it <3

[UNEDITED]

Your POV

"Shawn! Hurry up! You're gonna be late!" I yell up to our bedroom from the bottom of the stairs.

I didn't hear any movement and looked at the clock. Shawn was supposed to go to his interview at nine, and it was already eight thirty.

I went up into our room and Shawn was asleep, wrapped in our blankets. His face was pale and he looked as if he was sick. I felt his forehead and he groaned.

"Baby, is everything okay? Do you feel alright?"
"I-I feel sick and I have a massive migraine." he whispered.
"Oh, Shawn, I'll call your manager and tell him you can't make it to the interview. I'll get you some medicine too, okay?"
"Mhm."

I gave him a kiss on his forehead and went to call his managers.

"Hey! Yeah, it's Shannon. Shawn won't be able to make it to the interview today because he's sick. Yeah, I got him. Okay, thank you. Have a nice day." I hung up and went into the medicine cabinet. I grabbed some medicine you ease his migraine and a bottle of water.

"Here, Shawn." I said walking into our room.

"Can you sit up?" I ask.
He shook his head.
"Come on, babe, you need to take some medicine."
"I don't want it." he whispered, wrapping his arms around a teddy bear.

"But, Shawn, it'll make you feel better."
"No."

His eyes were still shut and I grabbed the teddy bear out of his arms.

"Hey! Give that back!"
"Shawn, take your medicine first."
"But-"
"No, you need to."

He sighed and I handed him the pills and a bottle of water. I have him his bear back and laid down next to him.

He wrapped me in his arms and kissed the top of my head.

"I love you."
"I love you too."

He rested his head in the crook of my neck.

"Would you like some muffins?"
I felt him nod.

"Yes please!"
I laughed and said, "Okay, I'll be right back."

I got out of his grasp and went downstairs to get him the box of muffins.

"Here, babe." I said, handing him the box.
"Thank you, you're the best."

For the rest of the day we cuddled and relaxed.

"Do you feel better now?"
He nodded, kissing my cheek.

"Okay, time to go to sleep."
"But-"
"Shawn, you have another interview tomorrow. You need rest."
"I guess you're right-"
"When am I not?"
"Oh stop it," he laughed. "Thank you for taking care of me."
"Of course."

"Good night, Shannon."
"Good night, Shawn."

That night I slept peacefully until I felt someone move beside me. I heard someone crying and woke up to Shawn, still asleep, shaking and tears streaming down his face. He was saying things like, "Stop it!", and "Don't touch her!".

I shook him, trying to wake him up.

"Shawn, wake up!"
I kept trying to wake him up, and when he did wake up, he engulfed me in a hug.

"Shawn, are you okay?"
He nodded into my shoulder.
"Was it a nightmare?"
"Yeah."

He pulled away and I cupped his face in my hands.

"Everything's okay now. It was just a dream. You're okay, alright?"
He nodded and I kissed him, reassuring him that everything was fine, as he was still slightly shaking.

"Thank you." he said.
I nodded.

He laid back down and I laid down next to him, feeling his arms wrap around my body.