And you woke me up for this? // SHAWN MENDES
Overview: Y/n has a really weird dream and she just has to tell Shawn about it
Authors note: This made me super super supER HAPPY
Requested: yeesss- hope you like it!!
“Shawn,” I whisper into the quiet room blanketed in darkness, light peeping through the curtains. I layed on my back, starring at the ceiling while Shawn’s head nudged softly into my shoulder as he slept like a baby.
“Shawn… psst,” I say again, louder. He groans softly, the arm chucked around my waist pulling me tighter into his embrace.
“Do I look like a teddy bear to you?” I ask sarcastically, more to myself since he seemed dead to the world.
“Gosh Shawn, wake up,” I shift, turning my head to look at him. I rest my hand on his cheek, rubbing the space a little bellow his left eye, watching as it slowly peeks open, the other being squashed against my shoulder.
“Mm, baby, why did you wake me up?” the raspy tone he has from just waking up sends a jolt down my spine.
“I had, no joke, the weirdest dream. I had to tell you about it,” I exclaim, unable to hide my excitement.
Shawn chuckles, burying his head further into the crook of my neck.
“It couldn’t have waited till morning?” he asks, his eyes falling shut.
“What if I forget?” I ask, eyes wide in disbelief at his question.
“You won’t,” Shawn mumbles sleepily.
I groan, wanting to tell Shawn my dream. I reach out shoving Shawn onto his back, climbing on top of him so I was straddling him.
“I’m guessing you did have an interesting dream,” Shawn chuckles, hand’s settling on my waist while mine rested on his bare chest. My cheeks flame at his statement as he grins up at me.
“Listen to me Shawn, dammit.” He laughs at this, the deep sound echoing around the room.
“Alright, sweetheart, tell me your dream,” His lidded eyes peering up into my wide awake ones.
“Right so there was this sheep,”
“And you woke me up for this?” Shawn cuts me off, rolling his eyes.
“Shush, it gets better,” I laugh, gripping his jaw lightly to pull his attention back to me.
“Go on,” Shawn says, humor laced in his voice.
“And the sheep was dancing,”
“Y/n you’re right, it does get better,”
“Sorry, sorry,” his chest vibrates as he laughs and I rest my head on his shoulder.
“Then the sheep started to sing, but he sounded like Justin Bieber and I was like- how can this be? How can Justin Bieber be a sheep?”
“That is the most logical question to be asking.” I roll my eyes, hitting his stomach lightly which just causes him to laugh even more.
“This next bit is even weirder. It like transported to this waterfall, but the waterfall was maple syrup,” I pull my self back up again, meeting his humor filled eyes. “Then this figure started to rise out of the water, I mean maple syrup, but the figure was you and you started to chant ‘I am the maple god- obey me’,”
Shawn cracks up laughing, his eyes crinkling in the corner. He rolls pulling me down onto the bed next to me and I squeal at the movement.
“That was well worth being woken up for,” Shawn murmurs, lips pressed against my cheek.
“I told you it was!”