Mr. Mendes (S.M)
I sat quietly next to him, "Mr.... Mr. Mendes?"
Mr. Mendes's hands were stuffed in his face,
"I'm sorry Y/N... I don't want to hurt you...." He stayed quiet.
"It's okay Mr. Mendes, I promise!" I smiled weakly..
He looked at me and hugged me, "Please, Y/N..."
I looked at him and hummed a "hmm?"
His chocolate, carmel flaked eyes looked into my dull ones.
"Shawn, call me Shawn"