shawn mendes imagines

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"Shit," I mutter as I wake up in my bed, a pool of blood surrounding me.

"You've got to be kidding me!" I cry out as I rip the creamy white sheets off of my body and begin to clean myself up. Oh no. Shawn was supposed to come over today. We were supposed to go out to the boardwalk today and eat breakfast together, and now it's all ruined. I hear a knock on my door.

"Y/n! I'm here!" I hear his voice call from downstairs. A string of profanities leave my mouth as I rush to lock my bedroom door.

"Y/n? Are ya in there?" Shawn asks from behind the wooded door tapping on it a few times then twisting the knob. It didn't lock!

"U-Uh yeah Shawn, I'll be out in one second just don't come it yet, I'm uh, uh I'm naked!" I ramble, trying to come up with a decent excuse as fast as I could while trying to change so that he wouldn't be able to see what had happened.

"Don't be silly babe, It's not like I haven't seen you naked before," He chuckles and swings open my door entering the bloody mess of my room.

He freezes as soon as he sees me on the floor with my morning hair and my red stained bedsheets. I was so embarrassed. I felt like crawling under a rock and staying there. Forever.

"Oh, y/n," he whispers and runs over to where I'm crouched down in a heap. An idea pops into his head. I can tell by the subtle sparkle in his brown eyes.

"Okay, you go ahead and take a shower and change and do whatever you need to do, okay babe? Take all the time you need. I'll change and wash your sheets, don't worry about absolutely anything," he smiles lightly at me, holding back a laugh as he picks up by my shoulders to make me stand upright.

I roll my eyes, hiding my embarrassment as I complied, grabbing some fresh clothes and a pad from my dresser and shutting the door to my bathroom.

***

After the shower, I felt a lot better. I was still contemplating on whether or not I should go out just yet, therefore having to face my boyfriend and the embarrassment of it all. I sighed as I finally opened the bathroom door, stepping into what I didn't expect in a million years.

My sheets had been replaced and all the blood had disappeared, red rose petals sprinkled about the newly made bed. A pile of my favorite Disney movies were placed on the bedside table. Tears welled up in my (your eye color) eyes, my mouth agape as Shawn walked back into my room.

"Hey, you're out," Shawn smiled as he set two large bags onto the bed.

"I brought all of your favorites. Diet Coke, Oreos, dark chocolate, Cheetos, pickles, and.." he trailed off, grabbing the last item out of the bag, "Muffins."

"Muffins aren't my favorite Shawn, they're yours," I smacked his arm and giggled, pulling him into a hug. He laughed loudly.

"I know," He said, still laughing, kissing my forehead while he wrapped his arms around my small frame.

"Thank you Shawn. I love you so, so much. You're seriously a saint," I say seriously into his ear and hug him even tighter. He winks.

"I know babe. But hey, on the bright side, at least we know you aren't pregnant."

"Shawn!"

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i kinda like this aw hahaha