Cuddling & tickles // 3:51 pm
Pairing: Reader x Shawn Featuring: Shawn Mendes Warning: fluff Prompt: you haven’t seen your boyfriend in awhile. [First Name]’s POV The TV made a click as it powered off, the room suddenly became very dark. The curtains were drawn closed and the lights were off, the only sound I could hear was Shawn’s soft snores, that were somehow gradually getting louder. I looked over the covers to see Shawn curled up asleep, a ripple of warmth spread through me just knowing that he was here to stay the weekend with me. I knew how crazy the past few months have been for him, he was always doing something or recording something, and finally he’s here with me. Asleep, but at least he’s here. “[Name]?” Shawn’s groggy voice made me stiffen in surprise, thinking I’d been caught staring. When I was about to say something I realized he was still asleep. He was dreaming about me. Awh. “[Name]? Hello?” His voice was still groggy but it sounded really sexy, “I need you.” He mumbled. My heart aches and all I wanted was to wake him up and hug him. I scooted closer to him on the bed and gently out my arm on his. “I’m here,” I said softly trying not to wake him but manage to calm him. He didn’t say anything or do anything at first, then his arm came around my waist and pulled me to his chest. Butterfly’s swirled in my stomach (which tended to happen every time Shawn touched me). I loved the way he’d make me feel inside and out. A small smile spread to my face as Shawn’s head rested in the crook of my neck, he mumbled a few incoherent words before his snores filled the dark room again. I wanted to laugh at how adorable Shawn was. It took me awhile, but I managed to fall asleep. Usually I’m easily passed out when I’m in Shawn’s arms but tonight all I wanted was to look at him. To take in ever detail of his face, his hair, every thing that pulled me to him in the great way it does. The following morning when I woke, the small flat smelled of bacon and hashbrowns, Shawn’s specialty. My feet padded on the cold hard wood floor as I followed the sunlight out to the kitchen, he stood adoringly in his grey sweats and his toned torso bare. He heard me walked down the short hall and turned to look at the god awful mess I was, and smiled. “Good morning, beautiful.” Shawn said, grabbing his spatula free hand and wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him, placing a kiss on my forehead. “I thought breakfast in bed would be a good idea?” He asked, cutely. “It’d be a great idea,” I corrected smiling up at him. Shawn only nodded but his smile never faltered as he turned back to the bacon that was sizzling. “What do you wanna do today?” He asked me, I walked around and took a seat on one of the three stools that faced the counter, I watched my handsome man cook me breakfast. “I haven’t thought that far,” I confessed, “maybe curl up on the couch and watch movies?” I laughed. I’ve never been very good at planning a days agenda. “Sounds perfect to me, but then again, as long as you’re there it’ll always be perfect.” My cheeks turned pink at Shawn’s small way of flirting, I loved it when he flirted with me, and when he showed me off to everyone that I was his. SHAWN’S POV I watched from the corner of my eye as [Name] took a seat at one of the stools, she always looked so good in the mornings. Not saying she didn’t look good every other time or day but mornings were when she was natural; no makeup or hair styled, just her. I loved it. The bacon I made was fantastic (not to toot my own horn but TOOT). [Name] kept going off about how great today will be now that we have time for just her and me and I couldn’t agree more. “What do you want to watch?” She asked, leaving my side on the couch to go roam the DVD shelf, I watched her little strut as she walked across the small living room. She was in a sports bra and my boxers, which looked incredibly attractive on her. “Yoohoo,” [Name] called, catching my attention from my thoughts. “Sorry, uhm. You choose,” I was caught off guard. It was embarrassing when that happened because she knew I was staring at her - thinking about her. We’ve never actually have ‘made love’ yet because we both want to wait for the right moment. We both want to make sure that we’re ready for it, and we don’t want to make any mistakes or have any regrets. I do love her with everything I have in me, I do. But we just want to make sure. Of course, I was think about just being reckless for once and all these crazy dirty thoughts go though my head about 55% of the day because, I mean, my girlfriend is incredibly hot. She’s literally the best girlfriend I could’ve asked for. I love her laugh, the way she struts when she knows I’m watching, she always makes sure that I come first when I out her first, she never tried to start an argument but when we do fight she just lols to cute to stay mad at, I love when I’m in a bad mood or I’m upset she’ll make sure to throw pillows at me until I laugh. I only laugh because she has the worst aim and can never actually hit me. [Name] is perfect for me. She makes all my wrong’s right. “Shawn? Hello?” Her fingers came clapping down in front of my fave once I realized I’d zoned out again. “Hey, look. If you’re too tired to watch a movie we can always just not and go take a nap?” [Name] said, she sat down on the couch beside me again. I grabbed her hands swiftly, “what, no. I want too, sorry. I was just thinking about you, that’s all.” Her cheeks blushed red for the second time this morning and she tried to hide it by pushing her face into the couch. “Yomh mmkhg mm mluch,” she mumbled into the couch, I laughed at how childish she was. My hands reached for her sides, getting prepared for the war that was about to start. “I’m sorry, could you say that again?” I asked sweetly. Her head lifted up a little. “I said-” my hands dove for her and the room busted with her adorable laughter as I tickled [Name]. Her hands flailed and she kicked at nothing as her breath caught in her throat and her laughs were jumbled with her attempt to breath. “Sh-shaWN! S-s-stoOP!” She laughed loudly, her hand finally grasping mine and trying to push me away. I laughed as well, taking me strength to my advantage and I pushed her down (not roughly) onto the couch and placed my legs on either side of her. [Name] was still trying to yell at me but her laughter made her choke and she continued to try and kick and push me. This only made me laugh harder at how cute she was. I eventually stopped so she could regroup herself and she glared up at me as I was still smiling like an idiot. “You’re a butt,” she huffed. I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, then her other cheek, her nose, and lastly her lips. They lingered for a moment before [Name] wrapped her now free arms around my neck and pulled me closer.