Shawn Mendes Imagines

Sore Throat P2

P2 to Sore Throat as this legit happened to me last night.

Your POV

The sound of coughing awakens me. Its 5am and Shawn is awake.

"Shawnie love have you not slept yet?" I asked him as I saw his bloodshot eyes.

"No I can't sleep. I'm wide awake." He complained so I pull him into my arms and he rests his head in the crook of my neck.

"How's your throat?" I whisper in his ear, running my hands through his hair.

"Sore." He could barely speak by this point.

"I'll get you some warm water with honey and lemon juice." I tell him.

"Thanks" he croaks as I return with a cup.

"Drink it whilst its hot" I added some cold water so he could drink it straight away rather than waiting for it to cool. Shawn drinks it quickly and his head falls onto my chest. "Come closer" I let him crawl between my legs so his upper body rested on mine, and his head was in the crook of my neck. I gently pull the duvet over us.

"I'm wide awake still" he complains. I check the time. 6am. Shawn had a meeting at 9am so I text Andrew to cancel it as there was no way he would be able to function on no sleep.

"Let's try this. I'll draw something on your back and you guess what it is."

"Go on" I draw a circle. "Circle"

"Correct. And this"

"Square"

"Yeah. And what about this?" I draw a triangle but Shawn doesn't respond. He's finally asleep. "Night my darling" I whisper in his ear, gently kissing his ear lobe before stroking his hair to keep him asleep.

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