“How was it?” he asked you with his usual big smile.
You went to the backstage right after their performance. They’re
really finally getting some recognition now. Slowly but surely; getting there…
at the top. They’re schedule is getting busier, being filled with some guesting
People around showered them with compliments while you just
smiled softly at him. He somehow pouted and looked away. You caressed his cheek
and made him face you. “It was stupendous” You smiled “No matter what you’ll
do; I know you’d always do great.” Your hand, from his cheek, went to his hand,
stroking the back of it softly for assurance. “Because you’ve always been and
you’ll always be. I believe in you”
“Hey, Bob. I think I’m getting a toothache from too much
sweetness here” You heard Jae commented at your back “Shall I go see a
Brian threw his face towel to Jae “You need to see a
You chortled as you remember when your friends found out
about you. It was three days after the night at the seaside promenade. They
weren’t surprised as you thought they’d be.
“Oh. So you guys are a thing
now? Finally?” Jae queried when he saw Brian walked to meet you half way and
held your hand to walk with you on your way to the usual tree.
Apparently, all of them knew how much Brian likes you. It
was just you who were being stubborn to not believe it. But the thing is, it’s
not really official. You both wanted
to take it slow. Despite wanting to show the world that you got the man of your
dreams, you somehow want to protect the friendship. You didn’t want to rush and
ruin what you’ve built on the process. Besides, they’re really getting popular
now. You don’t want to be showered by bashes and hate by his fangirls.
Few weeks before another school year starts. You’re in a fast
food, standing at the counter waiting for costumers. You got yourself a summer
job. Just when your thoughts wandered to what Brian is doing, you heard your
co-worker giggled with another worker. From the corner of your eye, you saw her
fixing herself so you turned to look at her. She was looking straight as her
hands were busy tucking her hair behind her ear; pressing her lips together and
brushing them with each other.
You know those gestures real well. She’s gonna flirt with someone. You shifted your gaze back in front
when she greeted a costumer, only to find a striking soul beaming at you. From
having a deadpan face, your lips instantly curved to form a smile.
“Good afternoon, Sir.” You couldn’t conceal your happiness
“May I take your order?”
“Yes, your heart, please” You felt your blood rush up to
your cheeks as your heartbeat doubled. A scoffed from his back was heard “Oh,
wait. I already have it”
You heard your workmate gasped beside you and it was
followed by an ‘aw’ from the man in front of you. His head was hit by someone
“This is her workplace, stop flirting” Sungjin chided as he
stepped forward to take Brian’s place. He instructed them to find a table as he
order. The boys obliged. Brian winked and mouthed ‘See you’ before he finally
walked to find a spot.
“Was that guy your boyfriend?” asked your workmate after
Sungjin left the counter with their food, with the help of Jae.
You turned your head and saw her hopeful eyes. This is one
of those moments when you wish he is. You couldn’t answer yes because your
relationship is not yet there; you couldn’t say no because you don’t want to
lift her hopes higher. You responded with a smile and thankfully, costumers
When your shift ended, you went straight to their table, not
wanting to be bombarded with questions you can’t and don’t want to answer.
“What are you guys talking about?” They turned their head to
look at you and Brian instantly grinned at the sight of you. He moved to give
you some space to sit beside him and when you did his arm draped around your
waist right away. You felt your cheeks heat up but fortunately, nobody noticed
“We’re gonna take a break from school” Your eyebrows
furrowed with what Sungjin has said.
“It’s kinda hard to balance everything” Dowoon added.
“But Brian’s gonna continue though” Jae remarked “He’s the student model type of guy anyway. He can
pull through it”
You shifted your gaze to Brian, turning your head to see
him. He was already looking at you with a tight smile, arm still on your waist,
he wrinkled his nose for a second.
A week after, your summer job ended. It was your last day
yesterday so today’s a lazy day. You’re just lying on your bed with nothing to
do when your phone vibrated. A notification from Instagram that Brian has
posted a photo. No one knows you turned on the notification from him, not even
your friend. It was a collage of his four selfies. The weather is real nice. Do u want to go on a picnic with me? You
silently read the caption. And just how fast you clicked the heart button, that’s
how fast your phone vibrated for another notification.
So u’re coming?
You arched your brows with his message.
U’re coming on a
picnic with me or not?
You let out a soft chuckle and slightly shook your head.
Why are u asking me tho? Ask someone else. Ur question was for
You raised a brow because
of another notification with Brian mentioning you in a post. It was the same
post, only that the caption was edited. It has now your Instagram username on
Im asking u
You replied with a smiley emoji and he sent few more
messages you didn’t bother to answer and picked up Jae’s call instead. It was a
video call. He was walking with Wonpil to a convenience store to buy some ramen
and he asked you to come because Brian was sulking a bit. You planned on going
anyway, you just want to surprise him a bit so you didn’t care opening your inbox
on Instagram again.
You’re sauntering to where they at. You could already see
them and you instantly smiled just by the view of him smiling. He positioned
himself beside Sungjin and tried to lie down but just when Brian’s head was
about to touch Sungjin’s leg, he brushed his head off away. You chuckled and
shook your head thinking how Sungjin hates skinship. They were all laughing as
you pace faster to them.
Your heart melted seeing Brian’s face glow when he saw you.
He held your hand and guided you to sit on the mat carefully. As soon as you’re
seated, he rested his head on your lap. He’s still holding your hand, he
intertwined your fingers together and rested them on his chest. You unconsciously
moved your other hand to softly stroke his hair. You saw his lips moved to form
a small smile. He likes it.
You looked Sungjin who let out a small laugh saying how Brian
wanted to lie down on his lap because you weren’t there. Jae was narrowing his
eyes. He hates PDA and there were a couple of times that he really wanted to
hit Brian for being so affectionate. You chortled softly as you looked down to
see his angelic face only to find out he’s already fast asleep. You chuckled
“That’s one of Brian’s, a.k.a. Young K, the master of all
trades, talents” Jae commented “Falling asleep anywhere so fast”
That’s true though. For almost a year of being close to him,
you’ve witnessed him falling asleep with just a blink of an eye.
Few hours passed, he asked you for a walk.
“Yeah, go away lovebirds” Jae shooed you both away
“Let’s have dinner together, okay?” Wonpil yelled
You were walking hand in hand when your thoughts start to
wander. Is it better this way? It somehow
doesn’t make a difference because we already seem like a couple. But I’m afraid
if we’ll be official, I’ll start to ask for more; I’ll be selfish and greedy
and I don’t want that. He’s already having a hard time with school and the
“You okay?” You suddenly got back to your senses “Do you
want to go back? Are you feeling sick?”
You smiled to assure him “No, I was just thinking about
He groaned “I’m jealous” You arched your brows “I’m with
you, we’re even holding hands, but you’re thinking about school. Can you not
think of me alone?”
You chuckled and you don’t know how much it affects him. It’s
like a sweet harmony he wants to play on repeat.
“I’m always thinking of you though”
He just smiled and you both continued walking. You had
random chitchat when you stopped near the river. A few number of girls passed
behind you but moments later, you heard a delicate voice saying ‘excuse me’.
You turned to face the owner of the voice only to see her
cheeks as red as tomato, mouth agape, gazing dreamingly at Brian in front of her.
She stuttered in asking ifhe’s Young K and when he answered, she asked if
they could take a picture with him.
Your jaw dropped when she handed you her phone. You blinked
twice to recover and bit your lower lip. You took one for each of them, and
they were three. And another three shots for group photos. You were biting your
lower lip harder than before that you almost said ‘ouch’ aloud when Brian’s arm
was on the girl’s shoulder. Fortunately you didn’t. You don’t want to show him
you’re being jealous. Besides, it’s normal. Aren’t they being recognized
slowly? Yes, this is normal.
You took a deep breath to calm yourself as you showed a
tight smile when you handed the lady’s phone back to her. You felt your
heart skipped a bit when Brian instantly draped his arm around your waist. When
the ladies said their thanks again, he even pulled you closer to him before
waving at them. They turned and whispered to each other. I bet they’re asking each other if I’m his girlfriend.
You really want to take it slow. But being like this without
a label is kinda frustrating. At times you are contented, more than contented
even. But at times like this, you get frustrated.
“Sorry about that”
You showed him a small smile and nodded “It’s fine.” You
smiled again “It’s normal anyway. And I must really get used to it. You’ll be
known by the world soon, and a sea of people would want to take a picture of
you. Shall I apply to be your official photographer?”
He grinned and shook his head and pulled you closer again,
kissing you at the top of your head. He hummed a song and swayed you for a bit.
You let out a comforting sigh and looked up to him “How do
you even exist? I thought there’s nobody perfect in this world?”
He chortled and reached for your hands “I’m not perfect;
just perfect for you.” He raised your right hand; the back of it met his lips.
He softly caressed it as he put it back down, still not letting go of it.
You narrowed your eyes at him before you laughed and hit his
chest with your other hand playfully. You wrinkled your nose as he let out a
soft chuckle seeing you do his signature move.
“Seriously though…” You trailed off and lingered your gaze
for a while at his image “Soon there will be countless of girls who’ll swoon
He shrugged “Well, Bae starts with B and so does Brian.” You cracked up at his remark “Doesn’t your
name start with M?”
You knitted your
brows together and gave him a querying look “What?”
It wasn’t a question but a statement of declaration. You
just stood there; stare was locked with each other’s for what felt like forever
until his gaze shifted a bit lower. You gulped knowing where he was looking.
You felt her fingers move in your hand as he softly pressed it while leaning
closer. It was the longest minute of your life, anticipating for something you
know will happen. And it finally did. You slowly shut your eyes and felt butterflies
flying wildly in your stomach as his soft lips brush with yours. It wasn’t that
long. Neither too short. It was just right. Just right.
You felt shivers down your spine when you felt his soft
breath as he slowly pulled away. His gaze instantly met yours. He caressed the
back of your hand once again.
“You’re mine” he repeated.
You’re breathing became so uneven as you felt your heart
pounding hardly to your chest as if it wanted to get out. You let out a breath
as you slowly nodded. He pulled you into his arms for an embrace as he kissed the
top of your head and whispered something that made your heart beat even
I know I said the next imagine would be about Chibs but I came up with this on the road and ended up writing it all down, so here it is. I had a lot of fun with it.
The sons find out your husband is abusive and help you out.
You were a bartender in Charming and lately you had been bartending for the local motorcycle club, the Sons of Anarchy. Sure, they were intimidating but they knew how to have fun and soon enough you discovered that they were really just a bunch of sweethearts to those who deserved it. You became friends with most of them and you were well liked by the club. They knew you pretty well, or as well as any of your friends knew you. For example, they knew that you were married but didn’t about the bruises your husband left under your clothes. He was smart about it, he always hurt you where he knew no one would see and he made sure you feared him enough not to tell anyone. He was awful, but the things he had threatened to do to you if you left were even worse. Last night he had come home drunk and angry, you hadn’t really done anything to piss him off that day but he had made sure you knew he didn’t want you going to any samcro parties anytime soon. He had actually beat up your face pretty bad, which he didn’t risk often. He knew you didn’t like people seeing your face bruised and battered. You had came up with an excuse to tell the sons to explain why you couldn’t bartend their party that night but you couldn’t avoid going out when your husband told you to go to the store. You didn’t want anyone in the club to see you, it would just cause more trouble but you definitely weren’t known for your luck. It just so happened that Tig and Juice were at the store you had gone to and you hadn’t even noticed their bikes out front. Tig was the first to notice you. He smiled and waved and you knew you couldn’t run. “Hey, y/n!” Tig’s grin faded when he got closer to you and saw your face. He put his hand under your chin, examining your face. “Who did this to you, doll?” Before you could come up with an excuse or Tig could press further, Juice showed up. “Hey, y/n- Oh god, what happened to your face?” Juice observed, walking up from behind Tig. You looked down, hiding your face. Tig hit him. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean-” Juice stopped himself and got straight to the point. “What happened?” You looked up at to see both Juice and Tig staring at you, concern in their eyes. That broke you. “My husband…” You trailed off. “Christ,” Tig sighed. “How long?” “I don’t even know. Tiggy, I can’t leave. He won’t let me-” Your voice cracked and you couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. You were sobbing. Tig pulled you into a hug. “Don’t worry, doll, we’re going to help you.” Tig rubbed your back. “Follow us back to TM and we’ll figure this out, okay?” You nodded. Juice put an arm around you as he walked you to your car. “We’re going to help you, y/n.” He told you.
Tara was cleaning up a few of the cuts on your face as Tig and Juice explained the situation to Jax while Happy and Chibs listened in. “Well boys,” Jax said after they had finished, his expression livid. “Looks like the party’s going to be delayed a little. “ He turned to Happy and Chibs. “You in?” “Aye” Chibs respond. “Hell yeah.” Happy growled. Jax walked up to you, taking your hands in his and looking you in your eyes. “Take us to your, house y/n.” He said softly. “We’ll make sure this never happens again.” You agreed and soon enough the fiercest of samcro was following behind your car like an escort. Honestly, that made you feel like a bad ass and gave you the courage you needed as you pulled into your driveway, their bikes behind you.
“What the hell are you doing, y/n!?” Your husband roared as he stormed out of your house. You paled and lost your courage as he marched straight toward you. Chibs stepped in front of you before he reached you. He grabbed your husband by the shirt. “Not today, you bastard. And not ever again.” Chibs punched him right in the jaw, causing him to stumble straight back into Juice. “You should never hit a lady.” Juice stated then punched. Suddenly all the sons were surrounding him. He was pushed toward Tig. “Punching women make your dick feel big? Huh? It get you off?” Tig punched him and sent him Happy’s way. Happy, being a man of few words said nothing. But he punched him twice and sent him flying toward Jax. Jax picked your husband up by the collar of his shirt, putting his face close to your husband’s now bloody one. “Y/n’s going to stay with us for a while.” He warned deadly quiet at first but his voice rose as he spoke. “When you wake up I want you gone. You take only your clothes with you. The house is y/n’s. I don’t want to see you near y/n or in my city EVER again!” Your husband just sarted at Jax, shocked. “Did you HEAR me!?” Jax screamed in his face. “Y-yes sir.” Your husband stammered. “Good.” Jax nodded and released one of his fists from the front of your husband’s shirt then he knocked his lights out, leaving your husband in an unconscious heap on your lawn. “Go get some of your clothes.” Jax told you, quickly changing the tone of his voice to a soft one. “We’ve got an extra room at the clubhouse that you can stay in while he clears out.” You nodded and went to get some of your clothes from in your house. You threw a bag of your things into the back seat of your car and turned to Jax and the rest. “Thank you Jax.” You smiled, tears forming in your eyes. “Thank you all so much.” “No problem, y/n. You’re part of the family.” Jax pulled you into a hug. “If he’s ever stupid enough to show up at your house again you tell us.” “We’ll take care of him.” Happy assured you. You grinned wider, happy to be part of the family. You loved all of them and you were so thankful for them. They were your guardian angels. Well, maybe not angels, but they were your guardian reapers.
Imagine walking on eggshells around Coulson for fear of screwing up again.
**Sequel to “Imagine being new to Coulson’s team and screwing up for the first time.” [x]**
This time, you weren’t able to stand tall and firm in front of Coulson. You were shaking, your breath coming in choked gulps. Blood trickled down your arm, gathering thickly in your palm before dripping from your fingertips.
“I’m sorry, sir,” you practically sobbed, hiding your face with your good hand. “I tried to save them, but-” your voice broke and you let out a moan of pain.
Coulson’s heart ached for you. He had never seen you this, well, broken. You had always been good at putting on a strong face. You had always driven yourself hard, especially since the last time you had made a mistake. You had been so careful to do everything right, to do your absolute best at all times and now this had happened. A little kid was dead because you couldn’t save them. You had done your damnedest and even had a bullet wound in your arm to show for it, but you still hadn’t been able to save them.
“Hey, hey,” Coulson took hold of the back of your neck gently, pressing his forehead against yours, “This isn’t your fault.”
“Sir-” you whimpered, tears leaking down your cheeks.
“Shh, shh,” Coulson soothed, pulling you into an embrace, careful not to jostle your arm. “You did everything you could.”
Being Sam’s ex and the Winchesters find a hunt in Hells Kitchen and then Sam sees you with Matt and gets all jealous.(request by @crazyfangirl345).
That was a long time since you left the Winchester. Especially Sam. You had left Hunter’s life, after Sam had left his soul in the cage, and began to make mistakes, many, if not to say anything else. You had found some time after his fall, and tried to stay with him, to still love him, even if he had changed. But you had reached your limit.
You went in Hell’s Kitchen, so as to hide you and make you forget. But the hunter instinct was quickly returned, and you were doing small hunting within the city. It was during one of these hunts that you met Matt.
As the months passed, you had helped, and had even moved in together. You cured his ailments through your hunter experience, and he helped you sometimes on some cases. To both of you, you were literally being cleaned from top to bottom of Hell’s Kitchen demons.
Besides, you work in a small coffeshop as a waitress, not far from the office of Matt and Foggy and regularly soak your boys with caffeine. You start to get used to this little quieter sedentary lifestyle, and even love it.
“Hi, hot stuff !” you say, while Matt and Foggy come in the coffeeshop. They head to the counter, then you already start to prepare their favorite drinks. Foggy gently flirts with you, while Matt watchs it, laughing softly.
In the same time, Sam and Dean Winchester, together again, until the end of the world, were in New York, for a case. After this long drive from Kansas, Sam expressed the wish to leave baby, and go walk his long legs, drink coffee before going to the local police station as agents of the FBI.
The two brothers went into the first cafe they found, that is to say, they have seen the worst of the world karma, yours. And the first thing that Sam saw, was you, speaking and flirting with this two pinguns. And he got more and more angry and jealous about it.
The first thing he made, when his soul came back, was to try to find you, his love. But he couldn’t. To his mind, you left him, you were possibly dead, and he couldn’t support the fact he may have loose you, like Jessica.
But that was all the problem, he couldn’t remember everything he made to you, he doesn’t know that you were with him, to make your best to help him. And, now, to you, it was too late.
You gave to Foggy the reglement of their order, and their coffees. Matt leaned forward, his hand touching yours, while he muttered you something about a chase to your ear, something he had noticed about one of his more recent cases.
But for Sam, you look like a couple in love, him whispering to you tender sweet words in your ear, like himself used to do. He clenched his hands at the point to get white knuckles, staring at the scene unfolding before his eyes, and felt his heart break. Dean was near to him, trying to talk to him and make him react.
Sam looked at the two men in suits to go, and you, back to work. His feet moved him to your counter without his will. Dean, meanwhile, was following him backwards.
You return you with a smile on your lips, ready to serve your future customers, when you see your ex and his brother approaching, the figure both discomfited and annoyed. You’re frozen on the spot, dozens of memories back in your face.
“Good morning, sirs,” staying professionnal,”what can I do for you ?” Sam also stood frozen, tears starting to reach his eyes. He whispers your name, and tried to reach your hand on the counter.
You back up your hand, as if his mere touch had burned you. You turn to Dean, ready to take his order, even if you know exactly.
“(Y/N)”, tries Sam to talk to you, he shakes his head slightly, taking his spirits back. “I’m happy so see you’re okay”. You continue to ignore him, preparing their coffee. “He looks like a good guy”, trying to make you react. Your back stiffened. “I hope he makes you happy.” You raise an eyebrow, but did not respond, then you put the two cups on the counter, and extend them to them.
“Yes, he does.” you respond, looking him in the eyes. He still looks sad, and tries to ask you. “Can we talk a bit ? Together ?” You rob you, feeling uncomfortable, still thinking about what he did to you. But on the other hand, he seems to be so sorry.
You hear a little cough behind you, and you see Matt “watching” you and the boys, deviating Sam with his cane, to be placed in front of you, before him. “Sorry to interrupt your little.” he makes a little break, speaking to you three, and more particularly to Sam. “conversation, I forgot about the case this morning.” He tells you, smiling at you, and handing you the folder with informations about the possible next hunt.
Leaning over the counter, he kisses you on the cheek, before saying “tonight”, and walks away, Foggy waiting outside.
For the duration of the exchange, Sam was holding his breath, seeing what he isn’t and that he wanted to be, behaving tenderly with the woman he loved.
A small smile still lingered on your lips, and you took the payement from Dean, and speaking to him. “Are you here for a case ?”. Dean nodded. “Don’t worry, we’re working on it.” You turn to face Sam, “I accept to heard your explanations, and you will hear my point of view. I’ll decide if I forgive you or not, and wathever my decision will be, you will have to accept it, without a word. I don’t want to live what you made me live again. Deal ?”
[summary]: as y/n and shawn continue to see each other on shawn’s tour, andrew begins to have worries that shawn will eventually take his little girl away from him. at one of his concerts, shawn does something without telling andrew, sending him right over the edge.
[warnings]: brief swearing
[author’s note]: part 2 to “off limits” hope you enjoy :)
Shawn nods with a nervous smile on his face. “Yeah.”
Y/N leans against a wall, arms crossed on the side stage, watching Shawn get ready for his performance.
Shawn notices the staring girl and grins. “Get over here, you.” He gestures her over to him.
Y/N smiles, walks up to him, stepping on her tippy toes and places a lingering kiss on his lips, full of love.
“Good luck, baby.” Y/N smiles.
“Thank you, Y/N.” Shawn smiles to his girlfriend, giving her one last hug.
“Alright, you’re on!” The stage manager calls to Shawn.
Shawn nods and let’s out a deep breath before walking out to the stage, looking back at Y/N one more time for good luck. He winks at her, making her flush.
“You’re gonna do amazing!” Y/N shouts after him, crossing her arms with a wide grin set on her lips.
Once Shawn is even in sight of the huge crowd, the noise level instantly becomes thunderous, deafening.
Shawn and Y/N have been dating for a good three months. Ever since that show in Los Angeles, they immediately took an interest in each other and started dating in secret after that, in fear of her father’s punishment.
Y/N smiles at how far Shawn’s come, how many people bought tickets to come see him perform live. How he went from a small kid in Toronto that made vines for fun, to a top album singing teenage pop sensation success. How he became an inspiration to people all over the world. How he’s made a difference in people’s lives.
It blew her mind that something this amazing could happen to someone as humble as Shawn overnight. Well, she wasn’t surprised that it happened to Shawn, he deserves it because he truly loves his fans.
“Atlanta! How are you guys doing tonight?!” Shawn yells into the microphone, the crowd going wild in response.
Y/N watches intently as Shawn’s voice and the melody of the song intertwine in harmony, the flow of the song satisfying to hear.
At some points Shawn would glance over at Y/N, smiling in which she returned with a thumbs up.
Soon though, Y/N is asked to sit backstage with her dad instead for “technical reasons” and is forced to watch from a TV, cameras filming is from the stage.
By the time the end of the concert was near, Shawn had played many songs, including, ‘Life Of The Party’, ‘Stitches’, ‘Never Be Alone’, ‘Strings’, ‘Treat You Better’, even ‘Ruin’, and a few more.
“So this is the last song of the night,” Shawn says sadly, the crowd all screaming. “This’ll be special though. I’m gonna play a song, it’s from my first album, and it’s called ‘Kid In Love’.” The audience lets out a boisterous shriek in recognition to the song title.
Y/N smiles as Shawn begins to strum his guitar lightly.
“Would you come with me, please Miss Gertler?” One of the stage directors asks Y/N, the girl confused but reluctantly agrees. She looks back at her dad, but he just shrugs, making her roll her eyes.
“Where are we going?” Y/N asks as she’s lead to an unknown destination, the woman ignoring her question.
Shawn’s alluring voice can be heard quite clearly from where she is, as well as the sound of his guitar.
After several minutes of walking, the stage manager finally leads her to the stage.
“W-Wait where are we—” Y/N is then lightly pushed onto the stage, revealing herself to everyone. “Um. Okay…”
The crowd goes wild.
Shawn smiles at the sight of her, continuing to sing the lyrics and gesturing for her to sit on a stool placed next to him.
Y/N gives him a quick look before slowly pacing herself to the wooden seat, climbing up onto the stool with Shawn’s help.
He stops strumming his guitar, and the sea of people become quiet, interested in who this mystery girl was.
“Everyone, this is a special someone that has a place in my heart.” Shawn reaches his hand out for her to take, then intertwining their fingers as everyone ‘aw’s. “I hope you guys can support this relationship because I really do love her.” Y/N smiles, leaning over and kissing his cheek, making the mass of people scream.
“I love you too.” She whispers, making him grin.
The melody returns, except this time, the guitar is coordinated into the melody instead of Shawn playing it.
“Maybe I’m just a kid in love
Maybe I’m just a kid in love
If this is what it’s like falling in love
Then I don’t ever wanna grow up
Maybe I’m just a kid in love
Maybe I’m just a kid in love
It’d be cool if it’s the two of us
But I don’t ever wanna grow up
‘Cause I got it all
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And I got it all
And I don’t ever wanna grow up.”
Shawn stands, helping Y/N down from her stool as he goes in to kiss her. His guitar stops him though as he laughs, taking it off and placing it on the floor.
“Major cockblock.” Shawn laughs into the microphone, before kissing Y/N on the lips and dipping her down like in the movies, making the crowd scream louder than ever.
After they break apart, Shawn lifts Y/N back up before blushing and wrapping an arm around her side.
“Thank you, Atlanta!”
Y/N and Shawn both turn to find Andrew stomping towards them, steam nearly coming out of his ears.
“Uh, h-hi Dad.”
Andrew gives Shawn a glare. “What the hell were you thinking?!”
“Taking my daughter out on stage and kissing her?!”
“No, I don’t wanna hear anything from you.” He says sternly, turning back to Shawn. “I already don’t love you and my daughter together, but telling the rest of the world about it and practically making out on stage?!”
“No. I don’t want this for her. She’s gonna get a lot of hate now because of this and her life is gonna be complete chaos, and—”
“Dad!” Y/N yells.
“I love him.” Her tone softens. “I don’t give a shit if I get hate, even if it’s because I love someone.”
Shawn wraps an arm around Y/N’s waist, kissing the side of her head.
Andrew’s eyes soften, and his demeanor immediately changes, looking between the two.
“Y-You really do?” She nods.
Andrew lets out a sharp breath before moving in and hugging Y/N tightly, afraid that Shawn will eventually take his little girl away from him and out of his life.
“I don’t want to lose you, Y/N.” He whispers.
“I’m right here, Daddy.”
Andrew eventually breaks away from the hug, as Y/N returns back to Shawn’s side, wrapping an arm around her waist again.
Andrew sighs, before nodding. “Alright. Be happy, you two.” He gives them a half smile. “But Mendes I swear to god if you hurt her, I will break our contract, your record deal, and your bones too—”
“Dad.” Y/N rolls her eyes, grinning.
“—and your good looking face.” [a/n: andrew has no chill lol]
“Yes sir.” Shawn nods furiously.
Andrew gives a firm nod before turning around to walk away.
Shawn and Y/N both burst out laughing before she reaches up and plants her lips on his, smiling.
“Wait… Did you just say ‘shit’?” Andrew asks turning around to face them again.
Y/N looks over before her eyes widen. “Bye Dad! Ever heard of privacy?!” She yells before slamming her lips into Shawn’s again.
“I don’t need to see this!” Andrew yells before running for his life out of the room.
Once he’s gone, Y/N begins laughing again, Shawn joining her soon after.
Y/N wraps both arms around Shawn’s middle, him doing the same to her as she rests her head on his chest, listening to his racing heartbeat. Shawn slowly rocks them back and forth, nuzzling his face into her soft hair.
“I love you so much.” Y/N whispers into his black shirt.
“I love you so much more.” Shawn mumbles, kissing her forehead, lovingly.
okay guys i’m not okay. my current emotional status is not okay thanks shawn for being so damn adorable