••Shawn Mendes Imagines••

2: One & Only

Shawn's POV
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"I'm really stupid." I tell her as a small tear rolls down my cheek.
"Yes, yes you are." She teases as she walks my way.
"Sit." She demands, pulling out a chair from the kitchen table.
So I do.
The pad of her thumb absorbes the pain dripping from my face.
"This may sting a little." She says.
I nod my head and squint my face tightly.
She chuckles in response.
Slowly, the cold cotton presses against the open wound on my hand.
My teeth sank into my lower lip, my breath hitching at the touch.
Her nose brushes against my own. Those glossy lips of hers meet mine, taking my mind off the agony.
Before I knew it, it was all over.
She wrapped a bandage around my hand and rubbed it with hers.
"You'll be ok, dummy. Just don't pull some shit like that again, ok?"
"Ok, doc." I say, pulling her in.
"What did you do, anyway?" She asks.
I blush.
"What?" She chuckles out.
"I was in the garden. I was trying to pick roses for you.. but then my sleeve got caught on a thorne. I tried to pull away but the damn thing sliced my hand." I confess with a cringey smile splattered upon my face.
"Boy, you really are something." She snickers out, caressing my face.
I hang my head low as the blood rushed to my cheeks.
"You're my something. My everything, and that was the cutest shit I have ever heard." She says, pulling my face in for a lovely kiss.
"I love you, y/n." I mumble.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you?" She jokes.
"I LOVE YOU, Y/N!" I shout while cupping her cheek.
"That's what I thought you said." She says, nuzzling her face in mine.
"I love you more, shawnie boo."
"I hate it when you call me that." I say, sticking out my tongue.
"Learn to love it, 'cause one day, we're gonna get married and start a family. We'll be together forever.. and ever.. and ever.. and-" I cut her off.
"For infinity. I can't wait."