shawn mendes imagines

up up & away

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"holy banana, i'm not prepared for this." i worried, clutching onto shawns arm like i was afraid he would leave.

"banana?" he laughed, as we made our way to the terminal.

"shut up, you're not making me feel any better." i whined clutching his arm even harder than before.

if you couldn't tell, this is my first time flying... like ever. without a doubt i was scared out of my mind.

unexpectedly, shawn grabbed my hand with force, dragging me to the corner of the terminal.

he grabbed my face in his hands as his thumbs gently caressed my cheeks as he pressed his lips against mine. i was caught a little off guard. shawn usually doesn't share many public displays of affection, especially kissing.

he pulled back first as he rested his forehead on mine before speaking up, "babygirl, i'm right here, i'm going to protect you against anything and everything. i always will. i love you way too much for anything bad to happen to you. you'll always be safe, especially when i'm around." he pecked my lips once more before wrapping his arm around my waist and walking into the airplane.

"plus i have muffins with me that'll make you feel better." he slyly grinned, as he turned me in front of him so i was walking down the airplane, him following right behind.

"shawn, that's your favorite food, not mine." i turned my head slightly, looking into his eyes as i said this.

a smile grew on his lips, "right right, but how can they not be?! they are gods gift to the human existence."

i let out slight giggle as i slid into the seat, shawn sitting down at the one next to me.

"i'm such a good boyfriend, i'm letting you have the window seat." he sarcastically joked, interlocking our fingers together.

a smile grew on my lips as i replied with the same attitude as him, "yeah, you are a pretty good boyfriend."

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this was lame okay bye