𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕒 | 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

Be careful

A/n okayyyy so this one is a very simple one. Not much of a storyline but i thought this was cute!! enjoy.

Camila was probably the clumsiest person anyone could have ever met. She was always tripping on nothing but air more often than not. Shawn was very protective of her when it came to doing things that weren't ordinary.

Camila was very carefree. Not in a terrible way but Shawn always struggled to keep up with her upbeat personality. No one could protect Camila the way Shawn did.

She woke up to the morning breeze of the Miami air washing through her face from the window. It took her a second to realize that she wasn't alone, her protective, beautiful, loving boyfriend that she loved more than she could ever imagine was next to her. He held her tightly, almost as if he was shielding her from the bad.

She sneakily, squirmed out of his strong grip without waking him up. "Yes!" She punched the air, smiling contently at the sleeping canadian who's snores were in tune.

Everyone knew that Camila was short, it was adorable to see her reach for things or get angry because she looked like a little kid, in the cutest way possible. "I want cereal," she mumbled to herself, staring at the pantry with the array of healthy food in it. She had a habit of talking to herself, "why is it all the way up there?" She crosses her arms, thinking long and hard of what she could possibly do to reach that top shelf.

She was a mess, she tried using a broom, which didn't work, she instead knocked over Shawn's gluten-free granola bars that she couldn't stand. Then, she tried a step stool but she couldn't quite get it to open up so she completely gave up on that idea. She spotted one of her spinning chairs, okay she knows what everyone is thinking, that sounds stupid.

She was desperate, the chairs in her dining room were from her mother, she'd kill her if she found out Camila had stepped on them for a silly box of Cheerios. "Okay, just don't die! Simple!" She whisper yelled to herself, grabbing the chair and placing it just right.

She hopped on the chair and she was wobbling all over the place. Unfortunately for Camila, her height defeated her, she was still too short. So, she slowly stood on her tippy toes on the chair that was forcing itself to spin, she gripped the Cheerios as fast as she can but then things went downhill, literally.

"Woah!" She yelled, shutting her eyes and waiting for the cold air to hit her body but instead she felt a pair of arms, Shawn.

"Baby, what were you thinking?" He sighed, putting her down as he started to examine her whole body, making sure that there were no marks, "I'm fine!" She laughed to herself, this could have gone terribly wrong, "at least I got the Cheerios!" She joked, raising the box of her favourite cereal but only to receive a glare from the Canadian, "you need to be more careful, baby," he said, making the bowl of cereal for his love.

"I was careful! Well...I tried other options!" She defended herself, crossing her arms and pouted at him. He couldn't resist that face, "you just make me-" he didn't finish, he softly placed his lips on hers before pulling away shortly after, receiving a grown from his clumsy girl, "be careful," he whispered into her ear, handing her the bowl of cereal.

"Like I said, at least I got the box of cereal," she mumbled into her spoon. This time he chuckled before placing a long, soft kiss to her forehead, taking a seat beside her, taking a bite out of that disgusting granola bar that Camila would rather die than eat.

A/n
Ngl idk why I added the gross granola bar part as if it really mattered but go off.

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