Shawn Mendes Imagines

"You've made yourself sick" p2

Hey!!! Here's part 2 to an imagine I wrote a few days ago X

Your POV

It had been 24 hours since Shawn's surgery so he was discharged, and it was decided that I'd take care of him, for several reasons. One was the fact that he has had major surgery so he can't do much alone e.g. shower, get dressed, and his parents felt that he might feel more comfortable with me quote *seeing him naked*. The second was that he would listen to me if I told him to rest.

"Let's get my baby home." I put an arm around Shawn and he put his arm around my shoulder and I grabbed his hand.

I got him into my Mercedes G Wagon and put his seatbelt on. "I'll drive as smooth as I can." I put my car into first gear and began driving. I then go into second gear, then third. Traffic began to slow and I didnt think to drop back to second so the car began to rock. (A/N WHO ELSE DRIVES A MANUAL AND HAS TO GO DOWN GEARS WHEN SOME IDIOT IN FRONT OF YOU CUTS IN OR IS DOING 10MPH)

"I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I ask Shawn worridly. He nods, leaning his head on the window. I wanted to hold his hand, but I needed to keep one hand on the wheel and one on the gear stick as there were a few turns to make. (A/N If you drive an automatic in a manual you drop back to second or first for a turn.)

We finally arrived home. I helped Shawn in and sit him down. The hospital recommended that Shawn stuck to liquid and liquid based soft foods like yoghurt for a few days. I went out before seeing Shawn this morning and bought yoghurts, apple sauce and porridge for him. I grab two pots of yoghurt from the fridge and get a spoon. I sit on the coffee table opposite Shawn and feed him the yoghurt.

"Lets get you to bed, you look tired." I help him stand and walk him to our shared bedroom.

"Y/N...I need the toilet." He tells me, pain evident in his voice.

"Shawn its okay, I don't mind taking you!" I smile at him.

"No, its okay." He insisted, but I refused.

"Come on." He managed to sit but couldn't stand back up - I felt for him so much. I help him to stand and pull his trousers up. He looks embarrassed. "Shawn, its okay. Its not your fault you're sick, plus I want to help you." I wipe a few tears off his cheeks and help him back into bed. I cover him up with a blanket.

"Y/N...don't leave." He looks towards me innocently. I get into my side of the bed and put my arm around him. "Go to sleep. You need your rest my darling." I kiss his forehead as he closes his eyes, drifting to sleep. Just then Karen calls me.

"Hey Y/N how's Shawn?"

"He's good, I've just fed him and put him to sleep."

"I'll be coming tomorrow to check up on him, he needs to sleep as much as possible. Have you changed his plaster?"

"I'm going to give him a shower tonight and change him into something fresher so I'll probably do it then."

"That's fine. Let me know if you need anything." She hangs up.

"Y/N" Shawn wasn't sleep.

"What's up my baby?"

"Thank y...you. For everything. I j...just heard you on the phone and I...don't know anyone who would do that for me."

"Its okay hunny - when you love someone you do whatever you can to lessen the pain they're in." I take my fingers through his messy hair. "I'll wash your hair later." I squeeze his arm and rub my hand up and down his shoulder, easing him to sleep. Shawn slept for around three hours whilst I held him in my arms and let him sleep. The anaesthetic would take a few days to wear off, so Shawn would feel very tired for a while.

"Y/N?" Shawn opened his eyes, looking up at me.

"Hey, do you want to shower before you eat?" He nodded. I helped him sit up and gently took his sweats off, and then lift his top off.

"I'll take your plaster off." I peel the plaster off slowly, examining the wound. It was around five inches long and was at the lower right side of his torso. It would probably scar. "Its not infected, that's good. Come on, lets clean you up."

He sits in the shower on a stool with his back towards me. I massage the shampoo into his hair and then wash it.

"Your hairs getting long!" I tell him as I rinse his hair.

"I like it longer as it curls" he replies. "I can't thank you enough my love."

"Its okay, you'd do the same for me. I just want you to get better quickly." I turn the shower off.

I dry him off and put some fresh sweats on him.

"Lets lie you down." I help him back into bed and he lays down. I carefully dry his wound and put a plaster over it. "What do you want to eat?" I ask him.

"Muffins. Chocolate chip muffins."

I laugh, playing with his damp hair. "I've got chocolate flavoured custard. You can't eat solids just yet honey."

"That'll do." He pouts his lips in annoyance and we laugh, but I stop when I see him in pain

"Shawn what's the matter?" I worridly ask him.

"It hurts to laugh" he leans his head back and closes his eyes, breathing deeply.

"It might be the stitches pulling, it'll ease off soon." I lean forward and kiss him on the lips and then get the custard from the kitchen.

"Can you feed me?" He asks innocently. I nod and feed him the custard. I then get some of his pain killers as it was time for his medicine.

"Here you go my love." He takes his medicine and drinks some water. I get into my side of the bed and he lays his head on my lap, his hand resting on my leg. I cover him up with the duvet and he goes to sleep.

Requests open!! I don't have many ideas left so please send some in, even if they are brief prompts!! Xx