Sugar, I’m Goin’ Down// Bad Boy Shawn // Chapter Seven
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Chapter Six Recap:
“What am I supposed to do with you?” you ask with a little laugh.
Shawn smiles a little and looks up at you. “I dunno…make me a better person?”
“You’re already doing that by yourself,” you fluff his hair and he slumps over on the couch, face pressed into the armrest.
“I’m doin’ it for you,” he slurs before passing out. You stare down at him and put a blanket over him from the back of the sofa. You clean up your drink cups and then come back to put a pillow under his head and he grabs your arm. “I mean it. Wanna be better so you don’t hate me.”
“I don’t hate you, Shawn…don’t think I ever really did.”
Waking up with Shawn in bed with you was both pleasant and very surprising considering you had left him to sleep on the sofa. You didn’t remember him crawling in with you. But sure enough here he is, arm around your middle, holding you tight against him. You roll over and look at him and he opens his eyes slowly, blinking a few times to focus.
“Good morning, I see you found your way to a bed,” you smile teasingly.
“Mmhmm,” he hums and tucks a piece of your hair back. “I woke up and didn’t know where you were. I found you all curled up in bed shivering so I got in.”
“I see,” you look down over him and he rolls onto his back and groans. “How’s those drinks treating you?”
Shawn pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a loud groan. “My head is pounding and the sun is too bright.” He pulls your pillow out from under your head and covers his face. “Make it stop, babe.”