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Figuring It Out | Shawn Mendes

Summary: Shawn is your best friend and he always seems to call you when you're on a date. You're fed up with it but this time it's actually important. [best friends to lovers trope] [general au] [bff au]

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A hand slides over your leg, fingers gentle on your inner thigh. You relax into the sturdy shoulder of the man beside you. It's nice, being flirty and feeling butterflies. Tony is pretty nice, it's your third date and things are going alright.

Suddenly your phone buzzes and begins chiming. It's happening again, your phone is going off in the middle of a date. You completely forgot to turn it off. You look like an asshole. You stand up and excuse yourself, make your way down the dark stairs to the hall before the main concourse of the theater. You might have just ignored the call, but no one usually called you unless it was important.

You look at your phone and see one missed call from Shawn. Okay. This was the final straw.

"Hello?"

"Why do you always call me when I'm on a date?"

"You're on a date?"

"Shawn. You know I went out with Tony tonight. I told you like three times yesterday." You sigh as you start to pace up and down the hall. "You always do this."

"I guess my timing is bad."

"Yeah? Is that why you literally never call me at any other time and text me instead?"

He's silent. "This time is important."

"What is it?"

"Bubbles ran out of the house and I can't find her."

Your stomach churns. Bubbles is his cat, the one the two of you found as a kitten freezing to death under a car three years ago. She was like his best friend, other than you, and the two of you adored her like a child. You kind of feel like a dick for reprimanding him about calling now.

"She just ran out?"

"Yeah. It's raining and there was some really loud thunder and she just bolted out the patio doors and off the deck."

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. "I'm coming home. We're going to find Bub."

"I'll be at my house."

You pocket your phone and go back into the theater to tell Tony you're leaving.

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It's pouring rain as you walk across the lawn to Shawn's front door. He's already sitting on the covered porch, a towel and a rain poncho for you laying on a chair next to him.

"Hey, sorry I ruined your date." He stands and hands you the towel. "Again."

"It's fine. Bubbles is more important then some movie." You scrub your hair dry and wipe down your arms.

"Was Tony mad?"

"He wasn't excited that I was leaving. I don't really care though, if he doesn't understand that I love Bubbles and she's important then he can fuck off."

Shawn hands you the poncho. "It's over then?"

"Most likely."

"Sorry."

"It's not really your fault." You wiggle the poncho over your head. "Let's go find our kitty."

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