𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓌𝓃 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 🦋

need you

you were doing what you normally would on a friday night, watching tv

your eyebrows furrow when you hear a knock on your door, not expecting company

you open the door and your eyes immediately soften at the sight

it was your boyfriend, shawn with red puffy eyes and tears streaming down his face

" hello, my love " you say, opening the door wider for him to come in
you didn't know what happened, so you decided to not ask him right now would be best, obviously not trying to stress him more

" baby " shawn's voice cracks and you can feel your heartbreak
" c'mon in, love " you say
you watch as his lip quivers before he walks right into your arms

shawn slightly ducked down so his head was hiding in your neck

you attempt to comfort him by running your hands through his hair and placing light, sweet kisses along the side of his neck while also murmuring sweet nothings into his ear

it worked, because his body relaxed in your arms and his breathing came to a normal pace

" let's go get some water, yeah? " you whisper
you feel shawn nod against your neck
shawn pulls away from you and you immediately cup his cheeks, and you guys just look at each other
all you can see in his eyes is hurt, and it kills you that he looks so broken

you lean up and place a kiss to shawns lips
" you know i love you, right? " you ask and he nods

you intertwine your hand with his and walk into the kitchen

shawn sits in one of the chairs in the kitchen while you're turned around looking for a water bottle in the fridge
" i love you " you hear shawns voice cracking from behind you, and your heart breaks a little more

you close the fridge door and turn to him, smiling
" i know you do, baby " you place a kiss to his cheek

you hand him the water which he chugs

" why are you upset? " you ask as he sets the water bottle back down
" i had an anxiety attack in the middle of the mall. a bunch of people saw, and no one helped. they only took pictures of me. it's so embarrassing " he mumbles, looking down
" hey, look at me " you say, lifting shawns chin up with your hand
" don't forget i know what you're going
through " you awkwardly chuckle, before continuing
" and it's not embarrassing, babe. i cant speak for everyone that saw, but i can promise you that a lot of people don't know how to calm you down, and it also scares a lot of people seeing that. like how when you met my family, and i started having that panic attack. i couldn't stop shaking, tears were streaming down my face, and you had to hold me and rock me like a baby while my dad just stood there terrified " you chuckle

" how is it embarrassing you? " you ask him and he shrugs
" i let myself do that in public. this is gonna he so bad for my image, andrews gonna ki- "
" and there you go again, you're lowering your confidence with your words, shawn, andrew definitely is not gonna kill you. and you can't control when your anxiety spikes up. it's okay that you had an anxiety attack in public, it's not gonna be bad for your image, and andrew won't kill you "
" your image probably just got better, you're probably a bigger heartthrob than you were before. all of your fans are probably all over twitter right now talking about how in love with you they are " you joke, and shawn laughs

" c'mon, let's get you changed in comfy clothes and then we'll lay down " you say, pulling him up by his hand and walking to your room where he has some spare clothes

he changes into sweatpants and a hoodie, and you guys lay on your bed
" thank you, for calming me down " shawn thanks as he wraps his arms around your waist
" and i'm glad no one helped in the mall, i need you to calm me down. no one can calm me down like you " he says and you laugh
" well if you don't want anyone calming you down like me you better start working on proposal plans " you joke and he cocks an eyebrow
" it's silly that you think i haven't " he mumbles, pulling you into his chest