Shawn Mendes Imagines (Reader Insert)

'tis the damn season

Summary: You're back in Canada for the Holidays after leaving for California three and a half years ago. And while you're home, you run into your ex-boyfriend––Shawn––and things get...Complicated.

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking, Allusion to Sex (no smut directly written)

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Word Count: 12.6K | Angst & Fluff

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A gust of wind hit your face like a hundred needles pricking your cheeks. The frigidness of the dry air caused you to shut your eyes tight and sniffle.

It was the first week of December, and the temperature was just a little below freezing as you walked around an outdoor market that was decorated for the Holidays. Bright string lights were wound around the trees; with even more lights zig-zagging from the tops of them, that mimicked stars in the night sky.

The Christmas music that played above the shops through speakers sounded more like a quiet hum beneath people chattering and hurrying off to the next shop. And there was the occasional cry of a child when their parents told them they couldn't get the specific toy they wanted.

Even if a person didn't celebrate Christmas, it definitely would put them in a festive mood.

"A little cold?" Your friend–Tara–bumped your shoulder with a chuckle.

You glared at her, shoving one of your mitten clad hands further into your jacket pocket. Unfortunately your other hand was preoccupied by holding onto a bag full of Holiday presents.

"It's too cold."

You could see Tara's breath when she tipped her head back and laughed, "That's what happens when you leave for California and have only been back three times since you left."

At her comment, you shrugged your shoulders. She wasn't wrong, and her tone was more lighthearted than malicious, but you still felt a pang of guilt. You left the quiet town of Pickering for the booming city of Los Angeles for university. And in the three and a half years you've been at university, you've only been back home three times.

Whenever you did come back home, it was kept to a week––or shorter––and you solely only saw your family and Tara. But your mother convinced you that it would be nice to have you home for a majority of the holiday break. So that's how you found yourself back in Canada, when you could've been basking in the warmth of the sun in California.

"Any other plans for when you're home?" Tara asked as she steered the two of you over to look at the front windows of a shop.

You rolled your eyes, "Just sitting on the couch."

"There's no one else you want to see?"

The undertone of her quick response was not lost on you. You glared at her, "You know I only see you and my family whenever I come back."

"But you're never back," Tara tore her attention away from gazing at the shoes that were way too expensive for either of you to buy. Her eyes were slightly larger than normal and her lips tugged slightly into a frown, "I bet there are some people who would want to reconnect."

You let out a bitter laugh and shook your head, "Not with how I left things."

"Y/n––"

"If I wanted to know who you were hanging out with while I was gone," You said with a bit of edge to your tone, because you knew while she mentioned how there were multiple people who wanted to reconnect...You knew she was specifically talking about one person, "I would've asked."