A little after-show play

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*Hey guys so this is a bit of a cute imagine, some slightly sexual vocab at the start and some strong language too but other than that, it's pretty pg 😂

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*y/n POV

Turning the corner of the backstage corridor, I meet Shawn, casually lent against the wall, his left foot supporting him as he scrolled tiredly through his phone.

"Hey," I greet him, the word coming out a little weird-sounding as I yawn a bit at the same time. He still had his after-show sweaty appearance. His curls were wild and still damp, some of them stuck to his wet forehead. His cheeks and lips were still a cherry pink colour as well as the tops of his ears. Well, actually, that might just be his left ear where his piercing is (a/n: Shawn's response to his probably infected piercing is 'lmfao', is he for real?! 😂) His partially wet, black tank top clung perfectly to his toned abs and cute hairy chest, revealing his smooth biceps. The top was tucked into his skinny black jeans, revealing his thin and muscular figure as well as his great long giraffe legs. His feet were protected by his slightly scuffed black boots. All in black Shawn, very adventurous, I thought. Typical Shawn, those glittery silver boots better be worn soon!

As I admired my boyfriends body, my eyes couldn't help but land on his pants. The black skinny jeans always made it quite obvious. I became a little flushed at the sight and a couple of cheeky thoughts clouded my mind.

*Shawn POV

"Thought you'd eye that bit up," I smiled, turning my phone off and slipping it into my back pocket. She blushed madly and covered her beautiful face with her cold hands, pretending to be over embarrassed. I chuckled warmly and gently took ahold of her wrists and pulled them away from her beautiful face. She rolled her eyes through her crimson cheeks, trying to show her embarrassment, but by her chewing on her lip, I knew she wasn't ashamed to eye me up down there.

My large hands slid up her soft arms, me letting go of our randomly interlocked hands, and I brushed over her shoulders and down her back to wrap my arms around her waist. I pulled her closely to me and snuggled my nose first then the rest of my face into her neck. I inhaled her floral scent, the one I absolutely loved, and grinned at its ability to relax me. I hummed lowly, enjoying the feeling of her being very close to my body and I heard her sigh contently too. I had a sudden childish thought and began to pretend to eat at her sweet skin. She laughed loudly and threw her head back, loving and hating the sensation, from its annoyingly ticklish feeling to its adorable playfulness. That's one thing she always said she loved: my random, cute and immature things I always did to her, like blowing raspberry's against her skin.

Her contagious laugh set me off too and I was too busy laughing to focus on pretending to eat at her neck so I had to pull back. She stumbled backwards, clapping her hands in happiness, as her laughter grew even worse alongside mine.

Several minutes later, we were both clutching our sides in well worth pain as we both came down from our fits of giggles. She stared at me brightly, her glistening eyes filled a little with tears. We tried to steady our breathing and chill out a little bit but we both still chuckled lightly.

After we'd finally calmed right down, I carefully took y/n's right wrist and span her around so her back was pressed against my chest. She sank gratefully into the gesture, loving the secure feeling. I watched down at her as she closed her eyes, the curled lashes fluttering a little. She hummed almost silently and began to smooth her small left hand over mine as I rested it on her waist. Enjoying the peacefulness, I whipped my phone out again to see if Aaliyah has responded.

*y/n POV

I watched up above me as Shawn pulled his phone out his back pocket again. "Who are you texting?" I asked innocently.

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