imagines | shawn mendes

traditions

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"no, can you move that to the opposite wall please?" you asked the removal man who'd just plopped one of the living room boxes on the ground.

he did as he was told and then left the brand new apartment to get the rest of your boxes. you walked into the bathroom where you placed the box in your hands on top of the toilet.

when you walked back into the living room you where you turn on the light bulb that loosely hung down the wall. it was quite late, almost ten pm already. you've been unloading the massive truck that was full with your moving boxes the whole day.

you were greeted with shawn who just walked with another box in his arms in the living room. his forehead was quite sweaty. his bicep flexed before he let the box on the ground and let out a groan. you giggled, walking up to him and slinging your arms around his neck.

his hands instantly going around your back to pull you close. "i'm exhausted." his head fell into the crook of your neck.

your hand gently went through his hair, softly massaging his scalp. "did you say the removal man goodbye and tipped him off?"

he nodded as the two of you walked in the kitchen where some left overs from chinese takeout were placed on the counter.

"some wine to celebrate?" he offered, holding two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine up. you energetically nodded as you placed two plates of food on the dining table.

it was a dim lighting in the apartment, boxes placed everywhere and everything you had was a bed and your couch with your tv.

"it's gonna be living out of the suitcase for a couple of days," you said as shawn and you were peacefully eating.

"mhh, it will remind me of tour. shall i build the cabinet for the bathroom tomorrow?" he asked, taking a sip of his wine.

"yes. your dad also wanted to come over to get the living room finished with me." you said, suddenly very excited for this journey. "we really just moved in, didn't we?"

"hell yea, we did." he grabbed your hand and gave it a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

"do you miss your old condo already?"

he thought for a moment. "yeah, kinda. i made so many memories in that place. it's where we had our first fight, our first time making love, our first time making dinner together.. i will miss it but i am so excited to do this with you. we needed a bigger place and i absolutely love it."

you smiled, "yeah, i'll miss it too. but now we both have our own offices. no more working on our bed or in the kitchen. and this location is much more private, i feel safer here."

"i know. things got a little bit out of hand at the old place." he admitted.

after you'd finished your dinner, you settled with your wine glasses on the couch.
with your body leaning into shawns as he lovingly stroked your arm. his other hand tightly wrapped around you waist.

slowly, very slowly his hand moved up to the hem of your shirt as he desperately tugged at it. his lips found your exposed skin at your neck as he started to suck and kiss on it. you placed your wine glass of wine on the ground as you straddled his lap.

your lips connected and instantly moved in sync. shawn's hands went under your shirt, thumbs caressing your stomach and sides. as he groaned and tugged at the shirt again he rasped, "i want it off."

and with that you raised your arms and he slipped your shirt over your head. you gently sucked on his neck, earning a lust full grunt from his plump lips.

"baby," you squirmed, desperately wiggling you're hips against his.

he flipped you over in an instant so he was on top. he kissed down your neck to your breasts as he massaged them and took his time in pleasing you. you took the hem of his shirt and pulled his over his head. your hands then glided over his toned abs.

"first night in our new home. we have to keep the tradition rolling, don't we?" he smirked.

you laughed but were cut off as his lips crashed into yours. his hands went under your thigh and moments later he abruptly stood up, your body in his arms as he carried you to your new bedroom.