You and Me, Forever

He Knelt To The Ground

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Currently, Shawn is taking a break from touring. His new album has been released into the world and all is well. He's home with his girlfriend, Camila.

They have been spending their time sleeping in and Shawn helping Camila with her own business. They practically never left their bed, fingers exploring each other's body that they have perfected in memory.

Every second is cherished in some way or another. If they're with friends, there will be compliments about each other, there will be casual touches under the dining table or the constant hand holding. They're falling more in love and it can not be more magical.

"Hey, hun," Shawn calls, entering their bedroom.

Camila leans back from applying her eyeshadow and grins at Shawn. "Hey, sweetheart. How was the studio?"

Shawn Mendes can never be not working. He'll remember a melody and run to the studio to record it. "It was great. . kinda nice to do something so familiar again," Shawn smiles, beginning to remove his shirt.

"You. . don't regret taking a break, do you?" Camila cautiously asks. She turns around, leaning against the vanity to look at her boyfriend.

Shawn shakes his head, "I needed this so much. I'm really happy I took it." Camila nods and goes back to doing her make-up. She feels his presence behind her and his fingers press into her waist. "Want me to do it for you?"

Camila nods, stepping to the side. Instantly, Shawn takes a seat on the vanity and opens up his legs to have her step in between them. He takes the brush out of her hand and grabs the palette, dipping the brush into the chosen colour.

Shawn loves learning new things. He's learning Portuguese, he learned how to juggle and he learned how to apply make-up from Camila. It's something he wanted to do so he can appreciate her crafts better. Also, it allows them to share their interests and spend more time together. It was a win-win in all, because Shawn would save Camila's energy by doing her make-up for her.

"I love getting dressed together," Camila voices, smiling gently.

"Yeah?" Shawn whispers, sounding deeply concentrated. Camila nods in response, gently.

"One day this is going to be a proper thing. ."

"What do you mean?" Shawn asks, curiosity filling him.

Camila gulps, not knowing whether or not she should say this. They have been together for three years now, she's sure she can begin to safely do things like what she is thinking of. "One day," she takes a deep breath, gathering all her courage, "you'll come home and you'll see . . maybe kids running around and you'll think to yourself, 'I love my home, I love my kids, I love my life. . and I love my..." Should she? "wife."

The brush leaves her eyelids and her stomach flips. Did she say something wrong?

She goes to open her eyes, to clear the air. But just as she opens her eyes, a pair of soft lips cover her own. Instantly, Camila smiles, pressing her lips firmer onto his.

"I love you," Shawn whispers, tilting his head and kissing her once again.

It's a kiss of love and promise, twined with sparkles and glimmer. It makes her heart flutter, makes her mind cloud up and fills her with warmth.