imagines | shawn mendes

i'd fight him for you

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"baby," you slurred and slung your arms around your precious boyfriends neck. you sat down sideways on his lap and pressed your upper body against his. the other guys sat around the table and everyone was deep in conversations. the loud music and the smell of sweat and alcohol was floating through the air making you feel all dizzy.

"yeah?" he hummed and pressed a loving kiss to your cheek. you giggled, your stomach twirled and you felt a state of euphoria running through your veins. you moved your head to the crook of shawns neck where you left wet and sloppy kiss here and there. "babe" he chuckled but that didn't make you stop. "y/n, hunny. there's people watching." he grabbed a hold of your arms and pushed you back a little.

you pouted, "but- i just love you." you cheekily bit down your lips as you watched him in the dark light being absolutely stunning. "i love you, too, but you're super drunk." he laughed and poked your stomach causing you to shriek.

"am not!" you tried to protest but you know he was completely right.
"a little, maybe" he laughed before he leaned in and kissed you full on the lips for a short second.

"i just want you so bad," you whispered against his hot skin, quiet enough so no one but him could hear. "oh god." he mumbled, cheeks heating up. "i'm all yours when we get home, hun"

"can we go now?" your hands roamed over his shoulders and jaw, you just couldn't help yourself. who could've control themselves though, when the love of their life sat right in front of them, looking like god himself? "we just got here," he replied and took a sip from his corona beer.

"y/n! shawn!" called brian from the other side of the table, causing everyone's eyes landing on the two if you, "get a room!" everyone felt into laughters, out of embarrassment you hid your face again in shawns neck. his strong arms slung around you to hold you close.

"you're adorable," romy, a friend of yours, said and flashed a photo. "she's right," shawn whispered in your ear and kissed your cheek.

"mhh, i love you." you giggled, holding his face in your hands now. "oh my- romy! romy! that's our song, let's go dance!" you shouted before shawn could say anything.

you hopped off his lap, grabbed your friends hand and made your way through the crowd. "this is the best thing ever!" romy yelled, holding her drink in her other hand.

the two of you started dancing, getting lost in the moment and got rid of everything that's been bothering you in your mind. you didn't stopped dancing when the song sadly came to an end, you just got wilder and more confident. you now swayed your hips in larger circular motions, jumped and tried every dance move you ever saw.

"why does this feel so fucking good," you laughed. "i think i'm buying a club all to myself." you shouted over the loud music.

"my god y/n, you're really fucking drunk." romy grabbed your shoulder with her hands and you started to dance synchronized.

the scent of sweat didn't bothered you anymore, but when you bumped into people by accident you still felt uncomfortable. it was still fun, though.

it was the 5th or 6th song now - you definitely lost count - and you were still dancing. it wasn't u till two large hands grabbed your waist from behind that you got anxious and scared. the hands pulled you closer to the body and by now you'd wish you were sober.

"i-i'm sorry b-but i got a boyfriend an-"

"oh you do? what a pity, you're such a beautiful women."

you cracked a smile, turning around to face your lover who grinned at you and settled his hands on your lower back. "hmm, maybe i need to call him so he can sort this situation out."

"you think he could? is he jacked?" shawn played along, your hips swaying to the rhythm of the music.

"oh definitely! yeah, so jacked." you nodded, sliding your fingers though his thick curls. shawn pulled you closer to him, you too held strong eye contact while everything around you became a blur.

you slowly leaned in, capturing his lips in a passionate, but not too passionate, kiss. the kiss lasted a couple of seconds before you pulled apart and rested your hands against his chest. no matter where you are, you immediately felt safe with shawn. he was like home.

"i'd fight him for you." his voice rasps, his grip on your waist tightened for a moment as if he wanted to reassure you, that he'd always fight for you. in every aspect.