Shawn Mendes Imagines

19. Sleepy

Shawn's perspective

She is beautiful.

She always sleeps like this : on her right side, her hand on my bare chest, and her tummy slightly pressed against my side. She always takes a bit of space on my pillow, but I don't mind. It proves she needs to be as close as possible to me, and to help her, I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her even more against my skin. Her breath hits my flesh every time, sometimes making me shiver.

When I wake up before her, I like to run my fingers through her long hair which is scattered all around the white bed sheets. I like to smell her scent too. This light touch of vanilla drives me crazy.

She drives me crazy.

She is all I ever wanted, and she's the one I want to wake up with every single morning of my life.

I love it when she sleeps peacefully, but at the same time, I love this feeling of protection I can give her when she has a nightmare and buries her face in the crook of my neck.

I love it when she goes downstairs in the middle of the night with a sleepy head to convince me to go to bed because I'm too busy with my work.

I love it when she moves like crazy during the night until she finds her favorite position, which is close, so so close to me.

I love it when she moans my name under my body in this bed. It sounds like music to my ear, and God knows how much music means to me. When she begs beautifully for me, I get wild.

Gosh, I love her.

"Baby ?" I hear her sleepy voice, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, darling ?"

"What are you thinking about ? You look so focused, and it's only 6.30 AM." She asks, words slipping out of her soft pinky lips.

"Oh, nothing, babe. Try to fall asleep again if you want to." I reply, stroking her hair.

"No, baby. Tell me." She says as she supports her body on her elbows to see me fully.

I sigh a bit, but not with annoyance, just because I need to find the courage to tell her what I'm thinking about.

"I love you, Y/N. I love you so fucking much, you couldn't understand. You mean a lot to me, and sometimes, I'm afraid of that... I feel like you could break me in a minute if you wanted to." I choke out.

"Why, Shawn ?" She watches me with confused eyes.

"Because you have a hold on me you don't even realize you have. You could manipulate me so easily if you tried to. And the day I won't be enough for you anymore, you'll ditch me, and I'll be left broken in tiny pieces. I need you so badly in my life, Y/N."

"Shawn... I'll never do that... I would never allow myself to do that kind of things to you and hurt you..." She whispers, afraid of my words.

"We never know..." I answer, my voice craking at the thought of her leaving me.

She cups my face with her little hands and caresses my cheeks with her thumbs.

"I love you, Shawn. I'll never leave you. And if one day I try, hold me back. Even if I'm crying or shouting or whatever. Don't let me lose you. You have the same power on me that you think I have on you."

With that, she kisses me soflty, but with so much love and passion.

"I love you, Y/N. Please stay with me forever."

"I will."

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Short but cute.