Vulnerable Shawn based off of the first line of Running Low: Weeks on end I’m on the road / Start to lose my sense of home / But not based on the song in its entirety. It’s not a breakup imagine, not in the slightest.
Your name: submit What is this?
phone vibrating on the desk in front of you forces you to look up from your
physics notes. Shawn’s name is on the screen, and you hesitate for a moment,
but only a moment before you snatch your phone off the desk and speedily walk
out of the library, leaving your friends and your books behind. Shawn knew you
were studying at the library tonight because you had been texting him earlier.
He usually respects your study time, and anytime he knows you’re doing something. He’ll text you randomly even if you’re busy, but he usually only calls you if something is important. You both have busy schedules and are very
understanding of the fact that there are certain days you have to be content
with just a few text messages throughout the entirety of the day.
“Hello?” You answer as soon as you step out into the cool nighttime air.
“Hi y/n.” Comes his reply, and you wonder if there is something wrong, although if there is, he’s not saying it right away because he lets a moment of silence hang between you after he greets you.
So you speak, “Hey baby, what’s going on?”.
He exhales loudly on the other side of the phone, so loudly that you can hear it on your end. You can tell that he’s frustrated or exhausted or something, but you don’t know right away exactly what his emotions are at the moment. “I just miss you, I need you here with me. ” He responds.