Shawn Mendes Imagines

Under the Stars

Shawn's POV

"The stars are appearing!"

I smile. Looking at her, I know that she thinks the stars are the prettiest things in the world. I feel my smile grow. She's so beautiful.

"They actually twinkle!" she says excitedly, looking up at me. I want to tell her that her eyes twinkle, too. That their twinkling makes the stars look like cheap Christmas lights.

"They do, hun," I reply, wrapping my arm around her waist.

"This whole trip to the countryside is definitely an amazing idea. I don't think I've ever seen this many stars in one place," she says, leaning her head on my chest.

She smells like strawberries and perfume and everything good in life. She smells like home.

"Why are you so quiet tonight?" she asks, furrowing her eyebrows ever so slightly as she looks at me in the eyes.

I smile. "It's just..." I continue,"It's beautiful. You're beautiful."

She blushes, kissing the crook of my neck softly, before looking back up at the stars.

"Everything up there, and everything down here-- they're just so different. It's beautiful up there, but in an aesthetic way, I guess? Does that make sense? But anyway, it's even more beautiful down here," I say.

"Hmm," she thinks aloud. "How come?"

"It's... I don't really know how to explain it..."

"It's okay, tell me. I want to know," she says. She takes my hand, intertwining our fingers together. Her hand is so small compared to mine.

I take a deep breath. "People can find the stars beautiful when they see them, but in that exact moment, they might also find something even more beautiful." I say,"I don't know where I'm going with this, it's just... you look so beautiful, that's all. I think that watching you look at the stars is better than watching the stars themselves, you know?"

It's her turn to smile. She looks up at me again. "That was so cheesy."

"I'm trying to be cute, (Y/N). Why can't you just let me be?" I whine jokingly, nudging her shoulder.

She laughs. "You're already cute."

"Stop it," I say. "You're gonna make me blush. And I'm the one who's supposed to make you blush."

"Who says?"

"I said," I reply, earning a small laugh and a light slap on the side. "How about... we dance?"

"Dance?" she asks.

"Dance."

"But we don't even have music."

"We can make it up. Or we can sing," I suggest.

"You mean you can sing," she says almost sarcastically. "I suck and you know I do."

"You mean you suck my-" I say, laughing before getting cut off.

Her face turns beet red. "Shut up, you dirty minded freak."

"You're a freak in bed, too."

"Stop relating everything to sex!" she exclaims, laughing as she hits my chest.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop." I laugh some more. "So, can I have this dance?" I ask, holding my hand out for her to hold.

"How can you shift into this perfect gentleman when you were practically a horny-ass teenager a few seconds ago?"

"It's a secret. It probably runs in the family. So... yes?"

She grins. "Of course I'll dance with you with no music on, you goof."

I almost cheer out loud. I pull her closer to me, holding her hands as we sway to the 'music'.

"Sing something," she tells me.

"What do you want me to sing?" I question.

"Hmm..." she thinks for a while. "How about Perfect?"

"Ed?"

"Mhm."

I smile. "Okay." And so I start singing. We dance to my, probably bad, singing for a while.

When we're done, we lie down on the blanket we had laid out earlier, and just stare at the stars again.

I look into her eyes. They're so deep and just so perfect. She's perfect. I notice how calmly her chest moves up and down, how her lips tugs into a small smile whenever she sees the stars twinkle.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, you dork," she says, taking her eyes off the stars. She looks into my eyes, and for a while, we just lie there, staring into each other eyes.

I feel her move closer to me. Soon, I'm pulling her into a kiss. It lasts for a few seconds, before I pull away to kiss her cheek.

I take a breath, before singing. "Darling, you look perfect tonight."
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Hey guys! I know it's been so long and I'm sorry about that. I just haven't been having any ideas lately. Fun fact, though, I was actually looking up at the stars when I got this idea.

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