Shawn Mendes Imagines

42. ¤ Washing Machine

Hey ! I'm finally in Canada !

⚠ Dirty ⚠

He thought he would've woken up next to his gorgeous girlfriend and he could've looked at her while she was still asleep. But no... She wasn't lying under the smooth white covers of the bed, sleeping like an angel. He groaned in frustration, and streched his arms before rubbing his eyes with his fists as he realized he wouldn't get what he wanted. Not this time.

Finally, after a few more minutes in bed, he decided to get up and look after his girlfriend. He went downstairs and walked to the kitchen, only to find an empty room. Again.

"Damn it, where is she ?" He mumbled under his breath, even more frustrated than before. He didn't like that.

The tall guy, only dressed with grey sweats, continued his search for Y/N who seemed to be everywhere but in the house. He then tried to call her, her beautiful name escaping his soft plump lips. When the echo of that sound made it to his ears, he swore he couldn't wait anymore. He was needy for his girl but his little brat apprently liked to play with him.

"Y/N ?" His raspy morning voice broke the silence of the house again. He was becoming more and more upset and the veins on his hands started to pop up as well as the one along his neck.

No answer, no sound, not even a slight noise.

His jaw clenched. He didn't like it when all he wanted was touching his girl's soft skin and that she wasn't there. Fuck, where did she go ? He asked to himself. She wasn't outside, her coat and favourite shoes were still at their place. God, this girl was driving him crazy.

Suddenly, a small noise coming from the end of the hallway could be heard in the silence of the house. He rushed to the only room he hadn't checked yet; the laundry room.

His breath hitched when his eyes caught the most enjoyable sight he could've imagined. His girl, only wearing one of his shirts which didn't fit her at all, and her black thong, bending over the dryer to put some fresh wet clothes inside. The laundry was quite easy to do with them only wearing black and white and she usually didn't take that much time in that room.

The brown haired guy rested against the door frame, still looking at Y/N's body. He didn't say anything, afraid of ruining that amazing view God offered him. But what he didn't know was that her girlfriend felt his presence behind her as soon as he appeared. She turned her head to see him staring and she could feel her heart starting to race as she took in the sight of his prefectly craved body, big arms crossed over his chest, and head against the wood.

"No, no, no, baby. Keep going, don't pay attention to me." He said as he knew she would have moved to see him fully and give him her usual good morning kisses if he hadn't instructed her. She furrowed her eyebrows but obeyed and put the remaining clothes in the dryer. Her cheeks were already so hot and she hated herself for that because she knew how endearing Shawn thought that was to know he had an effect on her. Y/N then stood up and felt two strong arms around her waist before she could do another move.

"Good, goooood." He said and placed a burning kiss on her neck, his teeth digging in her soft skin as softly as possible. It was almost enough to make the pretty girl wrapped in his arms moan.

"You're always a good girl for me..." He added in a whisper, right below her ear which made her shiver and bite her lower lip. Her body tensed and her breath hitched when she felt his hips starting to grind into her butt, his buldge pressed against the globe of her ass.

"Baby, relax. It's just me. Why are you so tensed ? Am I the one who makes you feel that way ?" He asked, not earning a response. He liked to play with her. It was his revenge. She had played with him, maybe without even knowing it, so it was his turn to play with her.