I Feel Like a Sandwich

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Your boyfriend had come over for the day since he had a few days off due to the holidays. You spent the day having a Harry Potter marathon. You were both dressed in your Harry Potter merchandise of your Hogwarts house.

Shawn even managed to find Bertie Botts every flavour beans, while you spent the day before making butterbeer. During your marathon and snacking on the sweets and popcorn, you somehow found a comfortable position, laying on Shawn's back.

You fell asleep and he didn't want to move in case you woke up. Shawn was immobile for a couple of hours until he heard a car pull up in your driveway. Your parents walked into the lounge room along with your mums best friend - who happened to be your old high school teacher - and her husband.

"Oh my god Shawn, how are you comfortable?" Your mother gasped.

"I feel like a sandwich,"

"What happened?"

"We were watching Harry Potter," Shawn groaned, but kept his voice to a minimum, "but now I'm starting to ache from not moving. I don't understand how she finds it comfortable,"

"Well that's y/n then," your old teacher chuckled, "the ability to sleep anywhere at any time. It's almost bewildering,"

Shawn nodded. "Um sir, do you mind helping me?" He asked your dad. Your father nodded and walked over to the both of you. He gently lifted you up, just enough for Shawn to shuffle to the floor below. "Thank you,"

Your father laid you back on the couch then gave his hand to Shawn. He pulled your boyfriend up from the floor. Shawn nodded and covered you with the blanket of your Hogwarts house's crest.

"Shawn are you hungry?" Your mother asked.

"Yeah, talking about me being a sandwich made me hungry."

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