𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞 → 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬 (𝐢𝐢)

thirty-eight [s]

a/n;
4400 words!
i hope you love this chap like i do, x.
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saturday,
july 6th, 2020

SHAWN MENDES

"What?" Trinity whispers, hazel eyes wide and hopeful, "It's not... it's not yours?"

With an ecstatic grin, I shake my head, "No honey, it's not mine."

"Oh!" she says, absolutely bewildered. I chuckle at her. She clears her throat, so obviously trying not to smile, "Um... how do you feel about that?"

"Are you kidding?" I laugh, "I'm over the moon!"

A beautiful, angelic smile takes over Trin's entire face. Her stunning eyes brighten, her face crinkling as she grins delightedly. I lick my lips, watching as she shakes her head in disbelief.

"I mean, of course I'd care for the baby if it was mine..." I say truthfully, "But it isn't. And now there's nothing, absolutely nothing, standing in the way of me trying to make you the happiest you've ever been."

Trinity's happiness consumes my senses as she reaches to engulf me in the tightest, warmest hug we've ever shared. I pull her into my lap and she tangles her legs around my waist, leaning the side of her face against the top of my head. I take a deep breath, my smile never faltering as I revel in how she fits perfectly in my arms. I caress her lower back, pressing innocent little kisses to her shoulder and neck. Her fingertips soothingly scratch at the back of my neck and I smile against her silky skin.

"I'm happy," she whispers against my curls, "You already do make me really fucking happy, Shawn."

"Hmm," I chuckle blissfully, lifting my head and tilting it back to gaze up at her with nothing but love in my stare, "Likewise, baby."

She giggles, holding my chin in her small hand and squishing my cheeks together before encapsulating my lips in a lovely kiss. Her lips against mine make me feel absolutely euphoric. They're soft and smooth and gentle, she kisses me with care. My hands find her desirable thighs, squeezing as I gently glide my tongue along her supple bottom lip. I feel a smirk cross her lips and she slightly parts them, letting my tongue fold along hers delicately.

"Love your lips," I mutter, my eyes contentedly shut as I sloppily kiss her plump lips over and over again, her laughter that she's trying desperately to conceal music to my ears.

I sigh, a familiar sense of comfort and tranquility washing over my entire body as my hands find her waist. I find amusement in the way my hands look so massive against her petite body. Her hands fall from my face, dancing along my shoulders and down my biceps. She carefully grasps my forearms, caressing my hairy flesh and smiling softly down at me.

I bite my lip, leaning in to kiss her chin just once, "Wanna go for a swim?" I whisper.

She raises her dark eyebrows, "I haven't got a swimsuit with me."

I go to reply but stop myself. Then, I hesitate before saying something that gets her blushing, "You don't need one."

"Oh, we're skinny dipping?" she teases, a sultry smirk tugging at her full lips.