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5K ❤️ You and Shawn have been dating for a year and he tells you everything he loves about you.
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"This is so nice, I love this place, Shawn," you smile, looking around the little restaurant.
"I know," he grins. "That's why we came here."
"I can't believe this is our one-year anniversary. It feels like it's only been a few weeks."
"Is that a good thing?" he teases.
"Of course," you laugh.
He leans back, that familiar playful seriousness in his eyes. "Movie night after dinner?"
"Of course."
"It's my turn to pick."
"Actually, it's not. It can't be your turn every time."
"We're gonna end up choosing the same movie anyway."
"Maybe I want to watch something other than Harry Potter."
His face drops — horrified. "What?"
"I said maybe. I don't, but I want to pick."
He points at you dramatically. "Fine."
You both laugh.
Shawn pays for dinner — like always. You try to protest — like always. He gives you the look — like always — and you let him. Even though you hate the idea of him paying every time.
You take a cab back to his apartment, slip off your shoes, sink into the couch... and instantly feel your whole body shut down.
"You falling asleep on me?" Shawn asks, dropping his jacket over a chair.
"No. I want to watch the movie," you mumble, eyes already closing. "I don't get to see you much, it's our anniversary... I don't want to call it quits at 8:30. The night is still young."
He lets out a quiet laugh — the soft kind, the you're-cute-and-you-don't-even-know-it kind.
"Are you sure?"
"One hundred percent," you insist, still not opening your eyes.
He sits beside you, voice softer now. "I love this about you. You always try so hard... especially for the things that matter to you."
You smile without meaning to.
"And you know what else?" he says, shifting closer.
"No. What else."
"You should know. So I'm just going to tell you."
You can hear his heartbeat. Or maybe it's yours.
"I love how close you are with your family," he says. "How much you love your siblings. That's one of my favorite things about you. Maybe because I get it."
Your chest warms.
"I love how you laugh," he continues. "The sound of it. The way you laugh at your own jokes—"
"Because I'm hilarious," you giggle, still not opening your eyes.
He laughs — quietly, fondly.
"And I love how you blush every time someone says something nice about you."
"I hate it," you whisper.
"I know," he whispers back.
"What else?" you ask, smiling into your sleeves.
"I love how you refuse to send food back at restaurants because you don't want to be 'that person.'" You both laugh because it's painfully true. "I love how you do what you want and don't let other people change you. I love that you're mine. And no one else's."
Your face is burning. You finally open your eyes — and he's blushing too.
"You're blushing," you grin.
He smirks at the TV like he's pretending he absolutely is not.
He presses play.
And then he pulls you into his arms, blanket tucked around both of you.
"I love you," you whisper into his chest. "Even though you didn't let me pick the movie."
He kisses the top of your head.
"I'll let you pick next year."
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_________ I just keep taking pictures from Shawn's instagram.. his photos are sooo nice lol. Also I really loved this imagine I hope you all did too. Part 2 for Cover Shop is next ❤️❤️
