Shawn Mendes Imagines

Period and Dizziness

I legit have never had cramps this bad before so imma write this.

I'm sorry for the wait bc I was really busy on holiday xx

Your POV

We were in Brazil as Shawn was going to be playing a festival tomorrow.

I am currently laying in the fetal position. My period had come a day early and I was in so much pain. My cramps were really bad today but Shawn had rehearsals right now. He was due back any minute now.

I hear the door open.

"Y/N?"

"Mmm" I groan in pain, keeping my eyes closed.

"Do you have cramps again?"

"They're really bad this time." I reply, trying not to cry.

"I think it was because of the flight. The change in air pressure means that once you land your flow is heavier so you probably have more cramps." Shawn explains.

"I just want them to go!" I moan, pulling the duvet over myself.

"I know" Shawn smiles, laying beside me. "Does this help?" He begins rubbing circles on my stomach, gently easing the pain.

"Thank you Shawn. That helps."

"Gimme a minute. I'll be right back." Shawn coos, moving some hair out of my eyes. I began wondering where he was going, but was in too much pain to really care too much.

I hear the hotel room door open and in walks Shawn.

"I got you this." He hands me a teddy bear and some chocolate.

"Thank you honey." He leans down to my level and I kiss his forehead.

"I also got you some painkillers and a heating pad as I remember you lost your last one in Paris." This boy was the best, seriously.

"Come lay beside me." I say, smiling at his kindness.

"Okay." He crawls into bed with me, spooning me from behind. Soon, I was fast asleep, Shawn not leaving my side.

A few hours later, I wake up and feel something warm against my stomach. Shawn had made me a fresh heating pad, but he wasn't laying beside me. My cramps had gone, so I sit up.

I notice Shawn leaning over the dressing table.

"Shawn honey are you okay?" I ask, standing beside him.

"I'm really dizzy. I can't move."

"How long have you been standing here?" I put my arm on his back gently.

"An hour now." I gasp, and gently take his arm off the dressing table, letting him lean on me.

"Come on, lets lay you... OW!" I get another cramp, this time its in my back.

"Y/N are you okay?" Shawn asks, but he almost falls as he's so dizzy. "Let me get you something for it." Shawn was more bothered about me even though he could barely stand.

"Woah, be careful." I hold him upright, laying him into bed. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah... just really dizzy."

"Here, another pillow might help." I put another pillow under his head, noticing how pale his face was. He got mobbed yesterday, which shook him quite a bit and caused his anxiety levels to increase. Since then, his face was paler than normal and he had little pinkish marks under his eyes, probably due to exhaustion. I always tell him to take it easy, meeting 1000 fans at a time isn't good for his mental health, but he wants to please everyone.

"I feel sick." He covers his mouth and I made a split second decision to get the bin and hold it to his mouth so he could throw up. There was no way he could've made it to the toilet in time.

"That's good, let it out." I coo, taking my fingers through his hair.

"Are you okay?" Shawn asks me.

"I'm absolutely fine Shawn, please take care of yourself honey. I don't want you getting sick." I coo, playing with his hair.

I sit at his bedside for a while longer, playing with his hair, caressing his cheek. This sent him to sleep, so I get up and get some paracetomol for my cramps and then get into bed with Shawn.

"Y/N? Are you okay?" This boy was still worried about me despite being 10 times more sick than I was.

"I'm okay Shawn. Has your dizziness gone?" I ask, shuffling closer to him.

"Not really." He replies, keeping his eyes closed.

Slowly and gently, I lift his head and place it over my stomach. He was quite warm, probably had a fever. The heat radiating from his head began to ease my cramps a little.

"Perfect, your fever has cured my cramps." I giggle, but Shawn doesn't respond. He had fallen asleep in my arms, the colour on his face slowly returning as he slept. Maybe what we both needed was some love and sleep to make us both feel better.

So I'm back and I'll try to update more often from now.

Basically, I was gonna ask if you could comment under this chapter what you want me to write about. Like 'clingy Shawn' or 'cute fluff' etc. I'll write a combo of what I see, most of my ideas come from reading different imagines and then merging small aspects I liked into one (if ygm).

Thanks for reading and hope you liked it x ❤