anon: a Shawn blurb of his first day back from tour and he can't keep his hands away
you stood at the stove, whisking the eggs and flipping the pancakes over. you feel two strong arms wrap around you, and you feel a pair of lips kiss the bruise on your neck from last night.
"mornin'" he pulls back just a little, and spins you around. "you look best in the morning. ya know that?" he says, his hands roaming all over your body. you smile and kiss his bare chest, "right back at ya handsome."
you put breakfast on his plate, and set the food down in front of him, she started to walk to her side of the table, but he pulled her back, "sit over here, I wanna be close to you." you giggle, and drag your plate over to him. you sit in a chair, but Shawn gave you puppy eyes.
"I meant in my lap." he said, you tried you best to hold in your laughs, but you couldnt help it. Shawn was always like this when he came home from any type f tour. "what?" he asked, his mouth full of eggs, "nothin. its just cute how touchy you are." he kisses your shoulders, and his hands wrap around your waist.
"well I cant help it. I missed my girl."