Shawn Mendes Imagines (Reader Insert)

Ready (Husband!Shawn)

Request: hi, can you write about shawn being there for his wife during labor? like he's holding her hand through the contractions and whispering how amazing she's doing while pushing? if you don't have time i understand. thank you 💗

Warnings: Giving birth, swearing

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Word Count: 3.3K | Fluff

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"You sure you don't want me to get it for you?"

You waved your hands in front of Aaliyah, "Even though I'm pregnant," you took a deep breath, pushing one hand on the sofa's cushion as oen rested on your very round stomach, "I can get myself a water."

"Shawn said––"

"Shawn is upstairs on a phone call," you rolled your eyes as you leaned forward to pick up your water glass from the coffee table, "Oof." You squinted an eye shut as you felt a pain in your lower back.

Aaliyah stood up from the couch, taking the water glass from your hand, "Are you alright?"

You waved her off for the second time, "Fine, just some back pain."

"Do you want me to get––"

"No," you shot her a glare, and took the water glass from her hand, "I don't need him for everything."

Aaliyah followed you into the kitchen as you went to the sink to fill up your water. Once your glass was filled to the top, you shut the faucet off, and turned to see Aaliyah leaning against the kitchen island with a pointed look on her face. You let out a sigh, knowing exactly what the next words out of her mouth were going to be.

"Y/n, your due date is literally in two days you could have this baby at any moment."

You moved one of the stools back to sit on and placed a caring hand on top of Aaliyah's, "I appreciate the concern, but I'm fi––Ouch." You scrunched your eyebrows as a hand automatically went to your stomach.

"What was that?"

You let out a deep breath, the pain prolonging for a moment, before you shook your head, "Just a little pai––pain."

"Y/n..." Aaliyah's tone was one of warning, but the smile on her face was growing, "Do I need to interrupt Shawn's phone call?"

You continued to shake your head, grinding your teeth together, "It's been happening sporadically throughout the day––"

"You've been having contractions and didn't say anything?" Her eyes bulged out of her head.

"They are not contractions," You sucked a deep breath in through your nose and slowly let it out, "Braxton-Hicks are co––common."

Aaliyah's smile was beaming ear to ear, having an inclination that she would soon be an Aunt. You stayed sitting at the island in silence as Aaliyah looked at you with a gleam, just as bright as her smile, in her eyes.

While you couldn't wait to welcome your child into the world, you were absolutely petrified of everything that came with raising a child. You were responsible for another person's life. You had to enroll them in school, make sure they made friends, help them find a passion in life, and teach them lessons in hopes they take them and make smart decisions.