Shawn Mendes Imagines

23. Snow

Shawn's perspective

"Look, Shawn ! It's beautiful !"

She points the snow covered trees in front of us, lit by Christmas fairy lights, and I can't help but laugh at her. She's so cute, she looks like a child.

"It is, indeed." I simply respond, grabbing her hand back.

We're taking a walk in a park of New York since I have some free time for her between concerts, writing sessions and interviews. It's already dark outside, but those lights are enough for us to see. We're the only ones here, probably because of the cold weather.

Suddenly, her hand leaves mine as she starts to run along the gravel path and turns around to see me. She's clearly happy to finally have snow. I chuckle again as I stare at her. Some snowflakes are falling into her hair, contrasting so much with the dark color of it. Her cheeks and nose are slightly red because of the cold. She looks stunning.

"Babe, you know it's snowing in Toronto too, right ?" I chuckle again.

"Yeah, yeah. I know." She rolls her eyes at me. "But we're in New York, Shawn !"

"We come here at least four times a year."

"You come here at least four times a year. I don't." She answers, scoffing a bit.

She's right. She doesn't have the opportunity to follow me every time. She has a lot of responsabilities in Canada. A lot of her relatives rely on her, and she can't leave them like that.

I look at her again, and she's now forming a snowball with her tiny hands, focusing on making it perfect. Soon enough, this snowball lands on my hoodie under my open jacket, soaking it.

"Hey !" I yell jokingly. "I can't change until we head back to the hotel !"

She laughs at my reaction, and I grin the second I see the beautiful smile on her face.

"C'mere." I signal her to come back to me, but she shakes her head no.

"Make me." She smirks at me, knowing exactly what's about to happen.

I run to her and grab her waist from behind. I lift her up and start turning round and round until I feel totally dizzy and make us fall in the snow.

"Shaaaawn !" She whines and giggles at the same time.

We're laying on the cold ground, holding each other and laughing. I swear, we're still two kids in our head. She rolls to lay onto my chest and pecks my lips quickly.

"Baby, it's cold." I say softly, replacing a strand of hair which felt onto her face.

She takes the hint and helps me to get up from our previous position. She then wipes the snow off my hoodie, her cold fingertips making my abdomen tense even through the fabric.

"I love you." She says, more as a whisper.

An uncontrollable smile takes place on my face. I put my hand on her jaw and stroke her cheek with my thumb.

"I love you, darling. More than you think." I whisper back.

I brush her lips with my own before her hands, lost in my hair, deepen the kiss. She pulls away after a while and smiles shyly at me.

"I'm freezing now." She whispers again.

"Hey, you started this game." I say and peck her lips once more. "But let's go back to the hotel, and we'll stop to buy you a coffee on the way."

She simply nods and intertwines our fingers before beginning to walk again. We walk for a bit in a perfect silence, except for the noises coming from the city, until Y/N breaks it.

"Shawn, can we buy cookies too and watch movies under a ton of blankets for the rest of the evening ?"

I look down at her and smile. How could I say no to someone as pretty as her ?

"Anything for my princess."

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It has been snowing for 5 days here in Belgium and I'm so happy about it. I love snow.

Also, this is short. Sorry 😕