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Shawn Mendes Imagine

"We've got young blood, can't destroy us, we make our own luck in this world,"
Bea Miller chorused throughout my bathroom as I took off my makeup.

I pulled out the ponytail from my hair and shook my hair around, trying to get rid of the weird bumps in it.

I began to strip of my clothes, turning off the music. I let the warm water rinse off my hand, adjusting it to the perfect temperature.

I stepped in, feeling relaxed as the water hit my tense body. I shut the curtain and grabbed shampoo.

"We were making history, breaking rules and breaking free, questioning the writing on the wall," I softly sang, finger-brushing soap through my hair as the water it my head.

"Coming from the underground, laughi-" I suddenly stopped as I heard the door knob turn. I thought I locked it? Shawn's at work still...

I peaked my head out of the shower to see Shawn, taking off his shirt.

"Shawn, what the fuck are you doing?!" I half yelled, covering my body up with the shower curtain. It was fairly see through, but enough to not see my exposed body.

"Oh, hi baby." He said, then began to fumble with his belt.

"What are you doing?"

"Joining you." He smiled, pulling his pants down. My formed a kind of mad but goofy face, one of those bitch really faces. It made him chuckle to himself.

"No, Shawn– get out." I said, shaking my head at him. He looked at me with puppy eyes and I didn't want to give in. He took a step forward with determination in his eyes.

"Shawn, I said no." I repeated, pointing at the door. He pouted his lip at my action.

"Please, baby?" I rolled my eyes, mentally cursing at myself for my next move.

"Fine, get in you muffin." He removed his boxers like the rest of his clothes and stepped into the back portion of the shower. I was standing near the front by the shower head.

I resumed washing my hair in silence until he broke it.

"I didn't know you could sing." He said, rubbing my back. My face immediately felt like someone lit it on fire.

"Shut up, I can't."

"You can sing amazingly." I ignored his comment because there was no point in arguing.

He would always win with stupid stuff like that. I felt him move away for a moment, then move back.

His chest pressed against my back, his head resting on my shoulder as he spoke.

"You have a cute ass too," He mumbled and I gasped.

"Shawn!" I scolded playfully and he started giggling. He slapped my ass and wrapped his arms around the front of my stomach.

"Can I see it again later tonight babe?" His voice spoke, dark and chilling. It sent shivers through my body but I did my best not to show it.

I felt my cheeks get hot as he waited for a reply.

"Only if daddy behaves like a good boy."

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