Shawn Mendes Imagines

Boyfriend Trouble

It was a couple days before Christmas and I went along with Shawn to see our daughter perform in their little play in kindergarten. She did well, always singing and playing her part. However, I could see those small moments when she glanced at a certain boy and gave him small smiles, while he of course did the same. They even had a cute dancing scene and they both were paired with each other. It made me smile and at the same time my heart was aching, knowing our little girl was getting bigger.

"Mommy! Daddy! Did you see me?" Alisha ran up to us after their play ended.

Shawn picked her up and gave a big kiss onto her tiny cheek. "Of Course baby, you were awesome. I even recorded everything! Maybe uncle Connor will be proud of me" He chuckled and put Ali down.

Across the room I saw the little boy my girl has been eyeing the last hour. He smiled and nodded, then headed our way and stopped in front of Alisha.

"Hey Alisha" he smiled at her.

"Hey Timmy"

"Do you want to come to our house before Christmas?" He asked then looked up at me and Shawn "If your parents allow it" He ended his sentence and I crouched down to him.

"I think we can arrange something, but first we have to talk to your parents too" I smiled at him and he then hugged Ali. They said their greetings and the boy turned to go home with his parents.

Walking out to our car Shawn broke the silence as we walked hand in hand, Ali jumping in front of us. "So Ali, care to tell me who that boy earlier was?" He raised a brow that made me giggle.

"Just a friend" She shrugged and stopped at our car while I unlocked it and we got in. "But you know, I kinda think he's gonna be my boyfriend" She said out loud, making Shawn shake his head.

"Honey, you're my girl. You can't have a boyfriend yet" He looked over at her and she pouted her lips.

"Why not? Aunt Liyah has a boyfriend!"

"That's a little different. She's old enough to have one." He sighed, not wanting to talk about boys yet while his baby was still only four and a half year old.

"It isn't. How much do I have to wait to get a boyfriend then daddy?" she was the one sighing now.

"Twelve years are enough" I interrupted their conversation which made Shawn look over at me with crazy eyes.

"Are you insane? Sixteen? Nope, that's way too young. I'm not letting that happen." he pointed towards me and I giggled.

"Yeah sure, it's not like you already had a girlfriend at that age, you also did the nasty" I rolled my eyes as I parked the car at our house.

"That's entirely diff-"

"What's the nasty?" Alisha asked from behind making us both look at each other while chewing on my lips.

"It's something that grown ups and NOT sixteen year olds do when they love someone so much, that they know they want to be with them their whole life." You spoke as you opened her door for her to jump out and run to the door.

"Daddy?"

"Yes?" Shawn looked up while he fumbled with the keys to open the door.

"I want to do the nasty with Timmy" She looked up at him with puppy eyes.

Shawn's eyes widened at her words and he crouched down taking it so serious I have never seen him with his daughter.

"Baby, first things first. I'll let you have a boyfriend at eighteen if you promise me that you won't do the nasty until you are thirty. Deal?" He reached out with his hand but Ali was still crossing her arms.

"Sixteen" She argued.

"Seventeen and half" Shawn argued with her.

"Seventeen, and that's my last offer" she looked at her dad and he let out a frustrated sigh.

"Fine. But I'm writing this down and I'm gonna be watching that Tommy guy like a hawk." He shook hands with his daughter's.

"But you're not a hawk, dad" She looked at him and he let out deep noises.

"Oh I am, I am the biggest hawk anyone has ever seen and I'm gonna eat you alive if you're not gonna eat everything from your plate at dinner!" He put his hands up as claws and began chasing her as she ran screaming into the house.

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After putting Alisha to bed you wash your face, doing your evening routine and changing into your nightgown. Shawn sits on the bed, his laptop on his lap as he types away, every inch of his face concentrating.

"What are you doing this late?" You crawl up beside him, pulling the bedsheets on you as you scoot closer to him and stroke his cheek.

"Hmm?" He asks, not pulling his eyes away from the screen.

"What are you up to sweetie?" You question him again, giggling as you put your hand against his cheek and he leans into it, due to you not stroking it.

He rubs his face with both his hands and gives you a lazy smile. "Just completing a couple tasks. Plus I sent the video to Connor from the play today and he told me he's proud of me." You chuckle and give him a kiss on his cheek as he continues "He also told me to watch out for that Timmy guy cause he saw everything in the vid." He snakes an arm around you and looks down.

"I think I'm gonna have to get a gun, ya know, don't want someone to steal my baby."

"I don't want that either I guess, but we still have a couple years. Maybe you won't need the gun after all."

Shawn cups your face and kisses you deeply "I'm glad your dad didn't had a gun in his hands the time I introduced myself as your boyfriend." he smiles making you laugh and you kiss him again.

"Guess I convinced him pretty good that you're a good guy"

Shawn raises an eyebrow and whispers in your ear. "Didn't you mean that I'm a bad guy?"

You catch your breath as he starts nipping at your earlobe and you tilt your head, letting him know where you need him most.