Shawn Mendes Imagines

Under the Moonlight

You both came back from an after-party. You would like nothing more than go to bed, but your fiancé had other ideas. He was pumped with adrenaline - or a whole lot of caffeine, you weren't sure which one. 

"Come on y/n," Shawn pleaded with you as you walked to your bedroom. 

"No," You growled. Shawn thought it would be a grand idea to go swimming into the pool under the night sky, despite it being past midnight and absolutely freezing.

"Please y/n?"

"I said no Shawn,"

"I'll get you a basket full of chocolate,"

You stood still. Slowly, you turned towards him. "With doughnuts?"

"I'll make sure there are cannoli's as well,"

"Fine, unzip this dress first."

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You both stood at the edge of the pool. You were looking over it, staring at the reflection of you and Shawn in your bathing suits. 

"Shawn I don't think- AH!" You screamed as he pushed you into the pool. You held your breath as you went under. The water hitting you like ice. Once you had risen to the surface, you started to curse him like no tomorrow. 

Shawn laughed at you before cannonballing next to you, causing you to get wet again. When he reached the surfaced you splashed a wave of water in his face. 

"I expect McDonald's for lunch tomorrow because of that stunt,"

"Well, at least I'm with you," Shawn swam towards you and kissed you. 

"You are lucky that I love you,"

"Love me enough to share your chocolate?" He grinned

"You can have the muffins," 

He kissed your harder this time. You wrapped your legs around his waist. "I love you,"

"I love you more," you said.

"Impossible."

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A few days later, Shawn answered the door. He greeted his parents as they walked into your shared house.

"How is y/n?" His mother asked. Shawn shrugged.

"I'll go and check on her," he said. He took long strides to your bedroom. 
You rolled over to your side when you heard a knock from the door. Hearing incoherent words, Shawn poked his head in the door.

"How you feel-" he quickly shut the door, protecting himself when a pillow was thrown at him.

"FUCK YOU MENDES!" You coughed, your voice still hoarse from being sick due to Shawn's idea to swim under the moonlight. He smiled to himself as he re-entered the lounge room where his parents were waiting for him. 

His parents shared the same confused expression on their faces. They had obviously heard you scream at your fiancé. Shawn sat on the couch, one leg on his other knee, his hands resting on the back of the couch. 

"She's better mum." His smile was almost a replica of the Cheshire cat.