Ticklish

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Another request from @brideofharrystyles! I hope you enjoy it x

***Shawn's POV***
I groan as I unlock the door to my home, the familiar sound of 'Particular Taste', one of the songs from my third album, blaring through the speakers, my wife's voice accompanying it. "Delaney? Baby?" I shout over the music, throwing my jacket onto the couch and quickly grabbing a sweatshirt from our bedroom before heading into the kitchen. I lean against the doorframe, a smile creeping onto my face as I watch my oblivious wife dance and sing to my song as she bakes come cupcakes. Strands of her chestnut brown hair frame her face, tumbling out of her messy bun, and her shirt is hanging loosely on her petite frame, slipping down her shoulders, barely outlining her small baby bump.
Her happiness is intoxicating, and I quickly find myself walking over and wrapping my arms around her from behind, my hands going to her stomach.
"You're home!" She exclaims, spinning around in my arms and kissing me. I kiss her back, savouring the warm feeling I get whenever I'm with her. "Dance with me." She begins to shake her hips, a cheeky glint in her emerald eyes as she sings along to the song still playing. I feel heat creep into my cheeks as I watch her, not wanting to dance.

"You're blushing, Shawn." Delaney grins, knowing full well what she's doing.
"Am not," I pout, sticking out my bottom lip.
"Are too. Do I make you nervous?" She whispers in my ear, drawing herself up onto her tiptoes.
"Always," I whisper back.
It's her turn to blush. Brushing it off, she resumes her dancing as the next song comes on - 'Mutual'.
"Do you have to listen to my songs, Del?" I moan, secretly pleased that she still does.
"Always," She mocks, shrieking when I try to grab her. I chase her through the house, our giggles and shouts echoing through the hall as she legs it to our bedroom, dodging all my attempts to catch her. Her laugh is like music to my ears and I find myself wishing it never stops.

Finally, she stops running and collapses onto our bed, a massive grin on her beautiful face, her hair all but completely fallen out of her bun. I slowly make my way to her and carefully lean over her, protecting her small bump by resting on my forearms either side of her. Our faces are so close together I can feel her soft breaths on my lips, teasing me. Wordlessly, I lean down to kiss her, our lips quickly moving in sync. 
"I love you," I mumble.
She hums, continuing to kiss me. "I love you too."

I slowly move my hands down to her sides, suppressing a smile.
"Um, Shawn? What are you doing?" Delaney asks suspiciously.
"Payback for earlier." I start tickling her, careful to avoid pressing too hard and hurting her.
"Nice try. I'm not ticklish," she says, though her squirming says otherwise.
"Mhmm. So you won't mind if I do this," I smirk, swiftly reaching down and tickling the back of her knee.
"Nope!" She squeals, avoiding my eyes.
I continue, my fingers moving deftly along her body, seeking out her weakest spots.
"Okay, fine! Fine! Stop tickling me!" She laughs.
"Not until you admit you're ticklish."
"Never."
"Guess I'll be doing this for the rest of the night then." My fingers brush the base of her feet.
"Stop!" She shrieks. "Okay, I'm ticklish! Happy now?" She lightly punches my arms, still giggling.
"More than you could know." I stop, flopping down onto the bed beside her so we're both facing the ceiling.
"Y'know, sometimes I hate you."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Good." She stops, seemingly drifting off into her thoughts.

"Shawn?" She says after a minute.
"Yeah?"
"I'm tired."
"Then go to sleep," I say, fighting a yawn myself. I push myself up on the bed so my head is on the pillow and Delaney crawls up to join me, laying with her back to me. I turn over slowly, trying not to shake the bed too much, and sling my arm over her body, pulling her up against me.
"Night, Shawn," She yawns. "I love you."
"I love you too," I say. "Sweet dreams." I shut my eyes, and soon we're both fast asleep, all thoughts of the cupcakes my wife was baking forgotten.

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Hey guys! This also kinda sucked I'm sorry :-( Writer's block seems to love me lately. Thanks for reading xxx

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