Shawn Mendes Imagines (Reader Insert)

Not Important (Jealous Shawn)

Prompt: A boy from one of your classes will not stop texting you and Shawn gets jealous 

Warnings: Fluff, Slight Angst, Bit of Smut, Swearing

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Buzz. Buzz.

You blindly reached a hand out from the covers and tried to quiet the noise.

Buzz. Buzz.

An arm tightened around your waist and you felt hot breath fan against your neck, "Turn it...off."

Once your hand finally connected with your phone, you pushed the lock button to shut off the noise. With your eyes still squeezed tight, you brought your phone to your face and squinted one eye open.

3:27 a.m.

Even though your brightness was turned all the way down, it was still too bright. Shawn groaned as the light illuminated your face as he nuzzled his head deeper into your shoulder to block out the light.

"Back to sleep," he grumbled against your neck.

You lifted your hand that was curled around Shawn's neck and played with the curls at the nape of his neck. You wanted to go back to sleep, but you were curious as to who was texting you this late at night. And you were curious as to why your night time mode was no longer in effect.

It took a few tries to correctly enter in your passcode since Face I.D. didn't recognize your face in the pitch black. You then tapped on the green message app and read the few text messages you received.

How was your day?

Having a good spring break?

With a swift click, you powered off your phone, and let out a deep sigh. It was a kid from your marketing class three semesters ago; and he had taken up a habit of texting you every day. You hadn't talked to him face to face since you presented the disaster of a marketing project and you had hoped to keep it that way. He was a nice guy, but he was just a partner in a group project; nothing more and nothing less.

But for some reason he thought it would be best to rekindle whatever dynamic you had. You didn't have a dynamic with him other than working on a semester project.

You wiggled your way down the bed and felt a hand on your back creep its way under your shirt. A relaxed sigh left your lips as Shawn rubbed lazy circles with his thumb along your spine. Your eyes fell shut as you felt a soft kiss be placed on your collar bone, "Important?"

"Not at all," you hummed as Shawn stopped his hand movements and pressed his hand flat against your back, pulling you tighter against his bare chest, "Sleep." You barely got the single syllable out of your mouth before you felt yourself get carried away into a dreamlike state.

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Waking up on a tour bus was something that you weren't too fond of, but you couldn't deny how exhilarating it was to wake up in a different city. And sharing a bed with your boyfriend on his own bus was something you couldn't complain about.

It was your spring break and you made plans to visit Shawn while he was on the European leg of his tour. Touring Europe was one of Shawn's favorite experiences and he begged and pleaded with you until you agreed to spend your break with him. It was quite the sight, watching him literally fold his hands up in prayer at your knees, but little did he know, that in your mind you had hoped he would invite you out for some of his European dates. So he didn't need to beg.