Shawn Mendes Imagines

slow dances

soft music played throughout the cozy home. it had been a lazy sunday. shawn was taking a break from tour, and i had taken off a few weeks of work.

i was in the kitchen cooking up dinner as the song, 'can't help falling in love," flowed throughout the rooms.

i smiled when i felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. i placed my hands over his before he spun me around to face him.

"you're so damn beautiful." he said softly before placing a kiss on my neck.

i smiled softly and dropped my arms over his shoulders. he pulled me closer as he rested his head in the crook of my neck. he hummed the melody softly against my skin.

his feet started to move as my body moved along with him. "but i can't help," he rested his forehead against mine as he sang softly, "falling in love with you." his lips met mine making me smile softly.

"you know if you keep doing this," i said as he began kissing my neck repeatedly, "we won't have dinner."

"oh believe me," he pulled away with a smirk, "we will." i gasped before he lifted me and tossed me over his shoulder. his arms held my legs down as I hit his back softly.

"Shawn Peter Raul Mendes," I heard a click signaling he had turned off the stove. I knew that he wasn't going to put me down. I giggled as he carried me up to our shared bedroom.

I hate this 💀