Shawn Mendes Imagines/Blurbs/Oneshots

Soaked | Shawn Mendes

Summary: You and Shawn get caught together in a storm after a show and it ends up being the push the two of you need to take your relationship to the next level. [non au setting]

Word Count: 1.1k

Shawn's been off stage for five minutes and you've already lost him. The man moved too fast and his long legs carried him strides ahead of you in any situation. You circle the back side of the arena's concourse and find one of the exit doors to the loading docks open. From the end of the hall you can see the rain coming down in droves, lightning crackling across the sky.

Your phone starts buzzing and you pull it from your pocket to see a flash flood warning. Great, the arena is right on the river side. You check every room on your way to the open door to see if anyone hauling out equipment has seen Shawn. You pass Mike and he's already soaked from being outside.

"Hey! Mike, have you seen Shawn? I can't find him and Andrew wants us to head to the bus so we can go to the hotel."

"He ran out just a few minutes ago. I think he was already heading for the buses, but uh, they had to move them out front because of the flash flooding. Did anyone tell you?"

"No? Fuck." You look out into the dark downpour. There was no way anyone could see anything and Shawn was probably wandering around like an idiot. "I'm going to find him. Tell Andrew we'll meet him at the buses."

"Yes ma'am."

You take a deep breath and go out the door. The rain is super cold and soaks you instantly. It plasters your hair to your head. You walk down the ramp of the docks and look around for any signs of life in the parking lot. Absolutely nothing. Visibility was zero and the wind just picked up, slanting the rainfall and making it worse.

"Shawn?!" You shout into the deafening rain. "Shawn!"

You head across the lot to the hill that goes up the street, parallel to the arena. It's the only way you imagine Shawn would have went since the other roadway was becoming flooded where the buses had been parked.

"Shawn!"

A figure in front of you turns around and runs toward you. Of course it's Shawn. "Oh my God am I happy to see you. Where the fuck are the buses?"

"Front entrance. Flash flooding is happening." You point back to where you think you came from. "Down...there?"

"How do we get to the front?"

"Uh, well." You look up and down the street. It's all dark, power gone from the street lights and stop lights. The rain whips around you, pelting your face and chills you to the bone. It's extremely disorienting and you can't tell which way the arena door you came from is. "I don't know where to go? Fuck...fuck." Panic sets in and you start turning every which way. Thunder shakes the world around you and your heart leaps up into your throat.

Shawn grabs your arms and he's just as cold as you are. "Relax, we'll figure it out."

"I have no idea which way to go! We're going to get struck by lightning or something!"

"Take my hand," Shawn says and you grab it. "Take a deep breath and-"

"Shawn I'm freezing to death! This is not the time for your yoga bre-"

His mouth covers yours and suddenly your heart stops. His big hands cradle your face and he pulls away, slick forehead pressed to yours. "Chill. Out."

"Do it again." You whisper and he hears you over the rain. He pulls you in again and kisses you deeply, wet lips working against yours. You never thought your first kiss with Shawn would happen standing in the middle of a severe thunderstorm. Hell, you only recently both admitted to liking each other more than just friends and colleagues. Recently as in, last night you and Brian did shots and you drunkenly confessed on the bus to a sleepy Shawn who in turn confessed to the same feelings.

"This never would have happened if you didn't run off with all your energy from the show coursing through you like you always do!"

He chuckles and brings you up for another kiss, making his way from your lips across your jaw to your ear. "I have a few ideas on how to work it off if you're up for it," he whispers lowly.

"I-"

"There you are!" You look over and Connor is driving a maintenance cart toward the two of you. "Why are you guys standing out in a fucking monsoon?!" He shouts over the roar of rain and seemingly endless rumbling thunder.

"Got a little lost!" Shawn laughs, pushing his hair back. "Mind giving us a ride?"

"Why do you think I'm here? Get in already!"

You and Shawn climb in the back of the maintenance cart and Connor spins it around to head back to the loading docks. Shawn's hand finds yours and you can't help the butterflies that build up in your stomach.

The three of you get inside the arena and Connor drops the two of you off near the front service entrance before taking off to return the cart. You and Shawn stand there making a giant puddle on the concrete floor. No one else is around and you push your soaked hair back, staring at the man before you.

"Your shirt is stuck to you." He says with a smirk.

You look down at the thin grey tee stuck to your skin. It was definitely clinging to everything. You look to Shawn and his white tank top is practically see through. "I guess we're quite a pair then."

"We could be." He grins, biting his lip and taking your hands by your fingertips as he slowly steps closer. "I'd really like to continue our conversation, maybe somewhere a little drier?"

You look up at him and he gives you this innocent shy look. He pulls it off so well, even when you know better than most that he's not as innocent as he seems. "Your hotel room should be pretty dry."

"Yes it should be. Maybe we should share it, y'know, so yours doesn't get all messy."

You raise your eyebrows at him. "Messy?"

He bites his lower lip harder and nods. "Wet clothes laying everywhere can be such a hassle."

"I guess we should get going then huh?"

"Yep." He wraps his hands around your waist and lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his hips and he looks up at you with the most loaded expression you've ever seen. His hair is starting to curl out of it's wet plastered down position and he grins. "Let's go get these clothes off."

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