Yours (Shawn Mendes)
A/N; I hate this, I just really needed something to post and I kinda feel like a forcing myself to play this but I hope you like it anyway? also i had no idea what to call this.
Synopsis; nothing better than some dancing on a Saturday evening.
(picture has little to no relevance to the writing)
This was a normal Saturday night for two of you, only when Shawn was home of course. Both of your limbs tangled together as you lay on the white couch in the living room of your shared condo. The TV showing a random hockey game that was on at the time and two plates sat on the coffee table from the dinner you had previously finished.
Out the window, a thick layer of fog covered the city making the CN tower invisible, the sky grey with clouds as rain drops patted against the large glass windows. The cold looking atmosphere outside contrasting to the warm and cozy feeling inside of the apartment. Shawn’s heart beat was steady against your ear as your rested your head against his chest, his arms around you, making you feel warm and protected when one of his large hands made its way under your (his) hoodie , rubbing comforting circles on your back. His touch sent shivers down your spine, yet your body felt significantly warmer at the skin on skin contact.