Restoration [Shawn Mendes] AU

Chapter 50

"...I hope you dance

I hope you dance

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean

Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

Daaaance

I hope you dance

I hope you dance

I hope you dance..."

Shawn was awakened late that Saturday morning by the soft singing of an angel...an angel who had left him alone in her comfy king-size bed and gone to take a shower without him. His sexy beautiful  blue-eyed angel, who could laugh and cry at the same time...the sweet, gentle angel whom he had fallen in love with heart and soul, the same angel who wore leather and lace and tied him up with silk scarves and fucked him senseless, making him always want more of her. He laid there and listened to her sing a song he may have heard before, he wasn't quite sure, but needless to say, hearing her sing in that soothing, lilting voice made him smile.

He debated on whether or not to join her in the shower, but before he could decide, he heard her turn off the water. He could smell the scent of vanilla waft into the bedroom from the steam of the shower. That scent always reminded him of Michelle...vanilla and Jovan Musk and...her. Since he'd met Michelle, that combination of scents had always intoxicated him and turned him on, which is why he now had a massive morning erection even though he and Michelle had spent a good portion of last evening and the early morning hours making love with each other like they couldn't get enough, before they finally fell asleep spooned together. Steamy romance seemed to have been an excellent choice for their first official date night as far as Shawn was concerned.

As Michelle quietly walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a white towel with another one wrapped around her wet hair, Shawn turned his head to look at her...squeaky clean and fresh faced and sexy as hell.

"Morning baby. Why'd you let me sleep?" he greeted her with a sleepy grin and his raspy morning voice.

"Morning hot stuff. I let you sleep because you don't get enough rest, over at that studio till all hours of the night and you looked so peaceful. Besides, I like to watch you sleep. It's beyond me how someone can look so fucking handsome just sleeping," she said as she sat down on the edge of the bed next to him.

"You watch me sleep? I don't know if that's cute or creepy."

"Heh, I don't mean for it to be creepy. I just like looking at you...especially when you drool," she said, giving him a mischievous grin.

"WHAT? I don't drool!" Shawn protested as he grabbed her around her waist to tickle her.

Michelle fell back on the mattress, laughing and squirming, trying to get away from Shawn's tickling. "Alright! Alright! You don't drool! Let me up!" she exclaimed, breathless from laughing.