Shawn Mendes Imagines

Nightmares

There's gonna be two parts in this imagine, one about him having a nightmare and one about you having one. Hope y'all like this!
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(Y/N)'s POV

I stirred under my sleep when I heard sounds coming from something beside me. Someone, rather.

"Baby, please, no!" I heard him shout as the sheets started moving. "Please," he cried.

Is Shawn crying?

I opened my eyes groggily, and as soon as I did, as if on cue, Shawn shot up beside me.

"Is everything okay?" I asked worriedly, wiping tears away from his face. "Why are you crying?"

"Wha-what? No. I'm not crying," he said, laughing it off. "I'm completely fine." He wiped his tears, turning away from me.

"You and I both know that you're not fine," I said, sighing. I traced the lines on his back, making him tense up under my touch. "Tell me?"

He tensed up even more, keeping quiet about everything as he curled up on the bed.

"Shawn, please?" I pleaded,"Look at me."

He sighed, finally turning back toward me and looking into my eyes. His bloodshot eyes were rimmed with tears.

"Oh, baby," I murmured, kissing his forehead. "Nightmare?"

He nodded slowly. "It's dumb, really. Why am I even crying?" He tired to laugh, but tears rolled down his cheeks once again.

"Baby, you know it's not dumb. What was it about?" I asked him carefully.

"You won't leave me, right?" he asked back, his eyes distant.

"What? Shawn, of course I won't leave you. What makes you think that?"

"Oh thank God," he whispered, hugging me. "I love you so much."

"Okay, what was the nightmare about?" I questioned, almost laughing.

He was squeezing me a little bit too tightly, but I didn't mind.

"You just left," he blurted out. "I can't begin to imagine a life without you," he continued, a little bit calmer this time.

"That was so cheesy," I commented, earning a laugh from him. "The feeling is mutual, though. I love you too much."

"I love you more," he said. "Let's get some sleep. I'm sorry I woke you," he said, kissing me lightly after.
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Shawn's POV

"Baby?" I whispered tiredly. "Baby," I called out, louder this time when I saw her tossing and turning, mumbling incoherent words as she did.

"No," she suddenly cried.

"Baby," I called, shaking her awake. It killed me seeing her like this. Ever since getting the call from my manager that the plane I was on had a sixty-percent chance of crashing, she'd been having these nightmares.

Her eyes immediately opened, and they looked at me frantically. "Shawn?" she asked.

"It's me, baby. It's me. I'm here, you're okay," I cooed, significantly calming her down.

"You were dead, Shawn," she said, starting to cry again. "What if that does happen and I never get to see you again?"

"Baby, you know that death is inevitable. But you also know that I'll be here for as long as you'll let me, right? Or at least as long as Mother Nature lets me."

"But I don't want you dying on an aircraft," she whimpered. "I wanna be there when you die," she said, hugging me.

"Sh, baby," I whispered. "We don't have to talk about that. Not right now," I continued, kissing her forehead.

"I just..." she started. "It scared me so much knowing that I couldn't be there if you-"

I shut her up by kissing her. "Look, it's really nice that you're thinking about me in your sleep, but I think we should just think about happier things for now, yeah?"

She simply nodded, snuggling up to me as I pressed a kiss on the top of her head.

"Since tomorrow's a big day, how about we start off with something big too?" I asked, as tomorrow was the Grammys.

I was up for a few awards, but I didn't really think I'd win any of them. The people up against me were legendary, and besides, getting a nomination was good enough.

"Yeah? Like what?" she asked, and I could guess that she was back to being herself because there was a sly smirk on her face.

I chuckled, kissing her briefly. "That's not what I meant, but if you want to, you know, we can," I said, and I felt her snuggling even closer. "You're blushing."

"Shut up, Shawn," she said, shaking her head, and I could just feel her smile.

"Okay, okay," I laughed. "How about going to the muffin place?"
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Hey guys! I hope you liked this thing I just made up that sounded wayyyy cuter in my head.

Anyway, thanks for reading!
Bye!
DSBF!