Shawn Mendes Imagines

24. In The Black Of The Night

Shawn's perspective

A muffled noise erupts from the baby monitor and slowly wakes me up. I groan and change my position from my side to my back to rub my eyes.
I then take a quick look at my phone to check the time and notice that it's only 2.00 AM.

"Fuck..." I whisper, not to wake Y/N up too.

I switch my bedside lamp on and sit up, my back resting against the headboard. It's only at this moment I notice that Y/N isn't in bed.

I hear another noise from the monitor and decide to stand up. I walk to my baby's room, and as I open the door, I see my financée already trying to rock my little boy and singing a sweet lullaby

"Please, baby, let me sleep. Please, please, please." She says, barely crying.

She hasn't heard me yet.

Y/N has been really exhausted lately. Our 2 month old son doesn't sleep through the night yet and wakes us up every single night. Y/N insists every time to get up for him because she says I need rest for my job. I'm working a lot on my third album, and it's true that it's exhausting, but not as much as getting up every night.

I try to make some time for the both of them, but it's kind of complicated. I do my best to help my girl, but I can't make it, I'm too busy. It often happens that I find my fiancée taking a nap in the couch while our son is playing in the playpen next to her when I come back from the studio.

"Please, Y/S/N, can you just sleep a whole night without waking daddy and mommy up?"

She still hasn't noticed me, and honesly, it breaks my heart to see her that exhausted and nervous. I feel a bit guilty, I should do more to help her...

Suddenly, our son begins to cry a bit louder. Y/N grumbles and starts to shake the little body and raises her voice, causing the crying to get even louder. My eyes widen at the sight.

"I just wanna sleep ! Two whole months damn it ! Two whole months without a break ! I've been trying to calm you down for an hour and half !" Her voice is shaky and cracks every now and then.

I quickly step closer to her and take our baby in my arms, his weeping stopping. Y/N is now looking down, her hands shaking, and tears rolling down her cheeks without any control.

"Y/N, you can't do that..." I say soflty. She clearly doesn't need an angry me right now.

She gasps and inhales deeply before letting more tears fall on the floor.

"I-I know, Shawn. I'm s-sorry..."

I put our now half asleep son in his baby's crib and walk back to Y/N. I cup her face with my large hands to get her attention.

"Calm down, baby." I simply say, wiping tears away from her skin.

"I-I'm just so tired, and... I'm going crazy. I almost hurt my own baby, I'm a monster. Oh Gosh, what was I doing ? I'm horrible." She says and cries louder.

"Shhh... Y/N, breathe."

"You're probably so mad at me right now. I'm a bad mother, I know that. I hurt your baby, I hurt your baby..." She keeps saying over and over again.

"You didn't hurt him, love. And I'm not mad at you, believe me. I know you're trying your best, and that makes you the best mom in the world."

She calms down a bit at my words, and her glossy eyes find mine.

"You're not mad ?" She asks sheepishly, and I shake my head no in response. It hurts me to see her like that, seriously.

I kiss her forehead softly and hug her petite body tightly to comfort her. Her arms wrap around my waist as her head rests against my chest. She gasps quietly as I lift her body, and she wraps her legs around my hips. I carry her to our bed, closing the door of our son's room on the way.

"He's asleep now, you can go back to sleep too. You need it." I tell her, and she simply nods, black circles under her eyes.

"Next time, ask me and I'll go instead of you." I whisper as I crawl in the bed, hovering over her and kissing her lips gently yet passionately.

"I love you, Shawn. Thanks for being such a good boyfriend, dad and confident." She says, pecking my lips one last time, and I smile through the kiss.

"And husband very soon." I add, and she giggles, a beautiful grin on her face after so long.

"And husband." She confirms.

I roll to my side of the bed and tug the cover a bit higher before switching the light off. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her body closer to me, kissing her neck several times.

"Sleep well, babygirl."

No response, only her light and cute snores. I chuckle slightly and doze slowly off too.

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Ok, maybe I have an obsession with Shawn and kids ...