Shawn Mendes Imagines

Intertwined

"Our hands are gently intertwined, a feeling I just can't describe..." 💗

Shawn's POV

The back of my hand lightly grazes hers as we're walking. It was a small thing, but it made my heart beat erratically.

Our hands were just inches away from each other, and it was as if there was a magnetic force pulling mine to hers. I wonder if she could feel it too.

After a few minutes of overthinking, I slowly reach for her hand, lacing my fingers with hers. She looks down and smiles at the subtle action.

I hoped she wasn't looking at me or she would've seen the inevitable grin that had spread across my face.

Truthfully, I couldn't be more glad that she hadn't pulled away. Looking straight ahead, I let out the breath that was hitched my throat, trying to act normal and casual about it.

I glance down at our hands, loosely intertwined and I am once again unable to fight off the smile that appears on my face.

After a moment, I dared myself to glance at her, just for a short second. She smiles shyly at me, before looking away.

I could've sworn I even saw a faint blush appear on her pale cheeks. There definitely was one on mine.

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A/N: This is just a small blurb... I liked it too much to turn it into a full imagine.