Must • Shawn Mendes
A/N: hey hey, this is the third and final part of ‘Want’!
Thank you for all of the kind ass messages you’ve sent me about this mini series? I guess thats what it is. This part isn’t smut, unlike the other two (sadly) this is more or less just a tie up of events of the previous part. Thank you and enjoy! And feedback is always lovely! ( I also think I made Manuel kind of menacing at the end??? i dont know, i’ve never written father son relationships)
hey @bangtanboysarianagrande i wrote part three!
Warnings: mention of smut
MASTERLIST: hey! come and check out some of my other mildly average writing!
She’s still sitting on the counter.
She’s semi dressed - still bottomless and naked from the waist down - and she’s laughing, giggling as if being caught fooling around in his parents bathroom is the funniest thing in the world.
The laugh is half innocent half exhausted and he knows, knows that she’s just nervous. Knows that no matter how dirty she can be - is or was - how filthy she becomes when he’s with her, deep down inside she’s riddled with anxiety, and that’s exactly what she is now - nervous.
“Come on baby, we gotta go” Shawn says, shuffling up his jeans and grabbing her own pair off of the laminate.
Her underwear is around her ankles and she’s trying (as hard as one can when giggling ferociously on a bathroom counter) to wiggle her underwear back around her hips.