Shawn Mendes Imagines

You're Peruvian And He Visits You

Requested by @booksandtea21. Enjoy!

It had been almost a year since you decided to move to Lima, after a short visit that soon resulted in you falling in love with the city. When you moved, you had to leave behind your long-time boyfriend Shawn, who was heartbroken, since he couldn't follow because of his music career.

Recently the two of you have been communicating a lot more, and he mentioned that he was touring in Lima and would love to stop by and visit you if you would let him. You agreed since you missed him very much.

Today was the day he was getting here, he said his plane was supposed to land around two P.M., and you've been pacing back and forth in your small apartment since eleven in the morning.

When you finally heard a knock at the door around three, you wipe your sweaty palms on your skirt and go to answer it. As soon as you swing the door open, a familiar brown-eyed, brunette boy stands before you, his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants as his eyes widen at the sight of you.

"Y/N," He breathes, taking you in from head to toe.

"Hi, Shawn," You force a smile, which was hard since you were strangely close to tears only at the sound of your name on his lips.

"Can I like, hug you or is that a no?" He slowly steps in as you widen the door for him.

"No," You laugh.

"No I can't hug you or no it's a no?" He raised and eyebrow. There it was, that sarcasm that always made it hard to resent him.

"No it's a no."

"Good," He says as he drops his backpack, his arms reaching out and tugging at your waist. It might've surprised you, but you missed the way he used to hug you, and you couldn't help but smile when you realize that didn't change.

His arms move to the middle of your back as his right hand meets his left elbow, your body fully enveloped in his embrace as you head rests gently on his shoulder. He carefully strokes your hair, sighing into your neck.

"Awe, Y/N, I missed you so much," He says quietly, his voice shaky.

You familiarize yourself with his masculine sent, the mixture of cologne and sweat. "I missed you too, sweetie," You say as you squeeze him a little tighter before letting go.

"Can we go do something? Like, can I show you my favorite spots in Lima before you go? You've never been here before, right?" You ask, meeting his eyes.

"No, I haven't. And yeah, I would freaking love that. Dude, Y/N, why do you smell so good? What is that?"

He leans in to your neck and sniffs, holding your shoulders with his palms.

You giggle. "I don't know, probably the grapefruit lotion I use. You like it?"

He nods quickly. "Literally yes, can I borrow some?"

You roll your eyes. "Ha ha, no. Let me change first and then we'll hit the city, sound good?"

He looks disappointed for a moment even though you couldn't take him seriously, but then he smiles again. "Sounds good."

You suddenly feel comfortable again and not at all awkward, just like you always do around him.

You turn away and walk down the hallway to your bedroom, changing into something more comfortable for walking around the city, and making sure you didn't have anything on your face or in your teeth before going back into the living room to see him laying on the couch, his head resting on one of the throw pillows.