Shawn Mendes Imagines (Editing + Open Requests)

♬ 1.7 - Soup & Crackers

THANKS SO MUCH FOR 2k
Imagine Shawn not eating his soup and then his mom calling his girlfriend.
REQUEST BY @Shannon1300

Shawn's P.O.V

"Shawn, eat your lunch."

"No, I don't like it," I groaned. "It's fine, I'm sure Dad will eat it."

"It's tomato soup," Mom said, hands on her hips. "Honestly, just eat it and stop complaining."

"Mom," I said, dead serious, "I would eat an actual tomato instead of this. Tomato soup is worse than red tomatoes. I know people who love tomatoes and still throw up every time they eat this soup. What about people like me?"

"People like you?"

"Yes. People who don't like tomatoes."

"Or," she said dryly, "spoiled brats?"

"No, Mom. People with taste buds."

"Are you really not going to eat your dinner?"

"I'm sorry, Mom. No. I can't."

She sighed. "Fine."

She walked out of the kitchen, silent. Which, if you've ever met my mom, is never a good sign.

I sat there staring at the bowl. Waiting. Wondering what she was planning.
Because this wasn't over. It was never over.

A few minutes later, I heard her voice from the hallway.

"I know, he's being a baby," she said.

Oh no. Oh no.

"I know, I know. Anyway, thank you. I'll put him on the phone."

She came back around the corner holding the phone out to me.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"It's Shannon."

"What—MOM, you called Shannon?! You're insane!"

"Don't call your mother insane."

I grabbed the phone, already dying inside.
"Hey, Shannon," I said, rubbing my face.

"Hey, Shawn," she said, laughing. "Your mom called me."

"I can't believe she called you."

"Yeah, well... my mom would've done the same thing."

"Are you going to tell me to eat the soup, too?"

"Nope. But if you do, Friday night—just you and me. Movie. Popcorn. Maybe—"

"My mom is still in the room," I interrupted.

"I wasn't going to say anything dirty!" she laughed. "You know what I meant."

"Yeah, I think I figured it out," I said, laughing too.

"Good. Then eat the soup."

"Fine," I sighed. "But if I throw up, it's your fault."

"Perfect."

"You better not pull this if we ever get married," I teased.

"Well, considering we've been dating for four years, we pretty much are married."

"I'm hanging up."

"Bye, Mendes. Enjoy your dinner."

"I hate you."

"I love you," she said, giggling. "Bye."

I hung up, handed the phone back to my mom—who was smiling smugly—and sat back down.
Then, with the most dramatic sigh in history, I picked up the spoon and started eating the tomato soup.

The kangaroo and Shawn photo is honestly the cutest fricken thing!!
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