Magcon Imagines & Preferences

Shawn Imagine (:

Today was the day Shawn was leaving for tour. A tour around the nation, he was going to play stadiums as he's opening for Taylor Swift. But you didn't want him to go. You hated how he had to leave, you wanted him here. You were so proud of him, but sometimes it just got hard for him to be away for so long.

"Babe," Shawn said, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Mhm," you said, turning to look at him where he stood.

"I have to go to the airport in an hour," he said and you nodded, staring at your hands.

"I know," you mumbled, and he walked to you, taking your hands in his.

"Hey, don't be sad baby girl," he said, lifting your chin to look you in the eye.

"I'm just gonna miss you," you said, and he placed a soft kiss to your forehead before sitting beside you.

"I know, I'm gonna miss you too," he said, pulling you into his lap. You curled up against him, and he ran his long fingers through your hair. "But I don't wanna spend my last hour home before tour with a sad girlfriend."

"I know, I'm sorry," you mumbled against his chest.

"It's okay, I still love you," he said and you let out a small laugh.

"Well I would hope so," you said and he grinned, resting his chin on top of your head.

"Do you wanna go eat or something before I leave?" he asked and you shook your head.

"Can we just sit here?" you asked, and he chuckled.

"Anything for you, beautiful," he said, softly kissing the top of your head.

He ran his fingers through your hair, softly humming an Ed Sheeran song. It was calming, and it was perfect. "I'm gonna miss you so freaking much."

"I don't wanna spend your last hour home with a sad boyfriend," you mocked and he rolled his eyes.

"You're a loser," he said, and you grinned, making his stick his tongue out at you.

"You're childish," you retorted and he laughed, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

"Shawn! Put me down!" you yelled, drumming on his back.

"Nope," he said, and you could just hear the smirk on his face. He ran outside, standing in front of the pool and your eyes went wide.

"Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, if you throw me into this pool I will never talk to you again," you said and he laughed before lifting you off of his shoulder and lightly tossing you into the pool.

You resurfaced, glaring at a laughing Shawn. "I hate you so much," you said through your teeth which only made him laugh more.

He came to the edge of the pool, jumping in. "Shawn!" you yelled, and he laughed swimming over to you. "You were supposed to wear that to the airport."

"So," he said and you rolled your eyes.

"You're such a weirdo," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I don't want you to leave."

"But I gotta," he said in a childish voice.

"I know," you said, and he rested his hand on your waist, supporting you.

"I freaking love you so much," he said, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before swimming to the edge of the pool. "But I guess I better go change."

"Uh yeah," you said as he helped you out of the pool.

"I love you," he said, kissing your temple.

"I love you too, Shawny," you said, laughing as he rolled his eyes.

"You know I hate when you call me that," he groaned which only made you laugh more.

"But you love me," you said, grinning.

"Yeah, I love you a lot."