[warning] - none
[mood] - cute af
[summary] - shawn overhears you on the phone talking about how his team is treating you bad on tour & how you feel invisible around him now. he decides to talk it out with you.
Shawn decided to take me on tour this year and honestly it's horrible.
So I'm calling my friend.
"oh hey girl what's up?"
"I need to talk to you." I whisper softly sitting on the couch in the hotel we are staying in.
"Sure shoot. But first how's tour and Steven."
"Well that's why I'm calling I need your advice and it's Shawn Y/f/n." Rolling my eyes at the name she calls Shawn. I shift uncomfortably, I never talk to her about problems with Shawn or anyone because they're MY problems. I wanna deal with them on my own.
"Whatever his name is. And yeah of course I'm always here."
"I don't feel like I belong, like I'm constantly in the way. Shawn never has time for me and I understand that because I mean he's on a god damn tour for crying out loud. I just feel invisible even when I'm around him. His team doesn't like me and it's obvious. They always give me dirty looks but I don't get why." I heard something shuffling around the corner but brush it off,continuing. "I just wanna be good for Shawn. What should I do?"
"Wow girl. You never talk to me about your relationship problems. But you need to talk with Steven. That's the only way to solve anything. Communication."
"Shawn... and you're right. I just don't want to trouble him. He's so busy. I love him y/f/n." I say smiling to myself.
"Tell him the truth. Promise me?"
"I promise. I'll tell him when he's done writing."
"Good see ya girl."
With that I hang up to see a beautiful brown eyed hunk walk in. MY beautiful brown eyed hunk. He has on sweats as usual when he's writing.
"Hey, are you ok hun?" Shawn asks sitting down on the couch, putting me on his lap.
"Y-yeah of course everything's fine."
He looks at me with an "I know you're lying." I look down not wanting to bother Shawn with my problems.
"Sweetheart come on... help me so I can help you. I heard you on the phone." He lifts my chin up with two of his fingers. Taking his left hand he starts rubbing up and down my right arm, with his right hand rubbing small circles on my waist.
I shoot my eyes up at him, shocked he heard me on the phone.
"Shawn... I don't want you to have my problems."
"Y/n your problems are my problems especially if MY team isn't treating you right," pointing at himself emphasizing my," I don't want you to feel invisible and not noticed. When you're in the room my eyes are always on you. Even when you're not in the room you're the one I'm thinking about. I'm so sorry I didn't make you feel special like you are babe. But that is gonna change right now." He takes ahold of my hand kissing the top of it.
"I'm sorry I got you in this Shawn."
"Hunny, no matter what I'm never too busy to listen to you. I don't care if I'm on stage during a song. You talk to me when you need to, got it?"
I nod at him leaning in we share a passionate kiss. He strokes my left cheek with his thumb resting his forehead on mine. "I love you Shawn."
"I will always love you baby."
He then pins me down on the couch tickling my sides. I struggle to get him off but fail laughing historically. A huge grin spreads over his face watching me laugh. We finally settle our laughs down and Shawn collapses on me still with a wide smile. He moves a peace of my hair out my face while I take in all his beautiful features.
Then confusion crosses Shawn's face.
"What's wrong Shawn?"
"Wait did your friend call me Steven?"
