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If you're not knee deep in requests for Christmas already. Please do a request about thinking you'll be apart from Shawn for your first Christmas but he as he does, surprises you. 🥺

A Merry Little Christmas

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Warning: fluff, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors.

Note: Merry Early Christmas with lots of love! Happy reading! Feedback and comments will always be appreciated. Love you all ♥️

2016

Christmas was coming. Just one more day and it would finally be here. Everyone was busy doing something. Whether it be putting up last minute decorations, baking holiday pies or for you and your best friend, both of you were shoving some of the snow that covered your driveway because your mom told you to.

Both of you were just there, doing the task when Shawn found himself looking at the ground a little longer, staring at the fresh coating of snow. The wheels on his head begin brewing some ideas as he starts picking some up so he can balls it up into a snowball and throw it at you, hitting your backside.

“Shawn Peter Raul Mendes!” You gasp and turn to see him shrugging his shoulders, “You are so dead, Mendes,” you say as you bend down to ball up your own snowball.

Before any of you know you could process what was happening, You and Shawn are already knee deep in the snowball fight. You were laughing, chasing after each other, and mostly hitting each other with snow.

As you are about to throw another rather huge snowball, Shawn appears behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, “Oh my God!” You let out a yell as he tackles both of you to the ground, instantly falling into a huge pile of snow.

Shawn landed on top of you as you leaned up on your elbows to look at him. You’ve never been this close before, you wanted to but nothing happened until now. Neither of you said anything and neither made a move. You just stay there, in the snow, staring at each other.

Shawn’s eyes drift from your eyes to your lips, he tends to do this a lot when he looks at you; losing track of time, tummy filled with butterflies and heart beating faster and hoping that maybe you feel the same way he feels.

After a short while, you break the silence by softly saying, “S-shawn, I—.”

His eyes instantly move back to stare at yours and then instead of uttering any reply or moving to get up, he leans his face downward slightly, not taking his eyes off of you, and gently pressing your lips together in a soft kiss. His lips felt warm, and soft, and his kiss was tender at first, tentative. Then he kissed you deeper, losing himself in it as you lost yourself in him.

After a lingering moment, he pulls back and you two proceed to just look at each other with shy smiles, slowly processing about what just happened.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,Y/N,” Shawn admits softly.

“Better late than never, Mendes.” You giggle, gently cupping his face in your palms, slowly leaning in closer to kiss him, softly and deeply again.

2018

It’s not often that you get your Shawn all to yourself these days. Ever since the Shawn Mendes album was released, Shawn’s been pulled in different directions. From getting into different interviews, scribbling lyrics for the next album, hours upon hours at the studio and of course filming new music videos, he had been slowly spending more time away from you, and you missed him so much.

Tears stream down your face at the sad reminder of spending Christmas time away from your boyfriend because he had to squeeze in some work. You look out the kitchen window, watching how the snow is as heavy as ever, covering the backyard with a thick blanket of pure white.

Blinking away the tears, you continue to take a sip of your hot tea, when suddenly your phone buzzes on the counter, picking it up you smile seeing Shawn’s name on your screen.

“Hey baby”, you say, “I miss you.” You sniffed before continuing.

“I miss you too”. He responds, and you could feel your heart fluttering upon hearing those words,”I wanted to tell you that your Christmas present should be arriving soon.” He continued.

“Really?” you reply, “How soon is soon?”

“Hmm,”. Shawn replies, “How about right now?”.

You freeze, hearing the familiar voice behind you, echoing through the phone. You slowly turn around, the phone slipping out of your hands, clattering unnoticed to the floor.

After weeks apart, Shawn is finally here standing before you, his eyes full of love, curly hair tousled by the wind, a thick grey coat draped over his tall body. You run to him, giggling when he sweeps you up in his arms. His soft lips immediately brushing against yours, hands around your waist as he pulls you closer.

“Shawn, you’re here! I-I can’t believe you’re here.” You squealed in excitement as he continued to wrap his arms tighter around you, never wanting to let you go. He picked you up more and spun you around a few times, “I’m here, Y/N, I’m here.”

Hints of his cologne and hair paste fill up your nostrils as you push your hands through his soft hair, “I love you, Shawn.”

“I love you too, Y/n.” He said as he tilted his head back a little to kiss your cheek,”I love you so much.” A tender smile on his lips as he continues to kiss your forehead, cheeks, and nose before nuzzling your neck.

Shawn simply holds you, not moving, just wanting to feel you as he inhales your sweet perfume. It seems like everything he’s been holding onto, all the stress from work, melts away as there’s no place he would rather be at right now.

2019

It was Christmas eve and just after a spontaneous gingerbread cookie baking session, when you decided to switch on your Christmas playlist as you and Shawn started washing up the dishes.

All I want for christmas is you by Mariah Carey began playing and Shawn turned to you swiftly. Using the wooden spoon he was supposed to be drying, he mouthed the lyrics into it like a microphone.

You smiled and grabbed the whisk, doing the same. You both giggle and started moving away from the sink preparing for the chorus.

As the words “All I want for Christmas is you” sounded around the kitchen, Shawn took your hand and jumped up and down holding you close as he shouted the lyrics rather loudly. You were smiling and giggling upon seeing his actions. You honestly could never fully understand or explain why or how you could fall even deeper in love with this guy but god you were.

His hand continued to move to hold onto your waist, as you put your arm around his shoulder and together you dance around the kitchen. He would occasionally swing you back and each time it would earn a giggle from you. God, you just want this moment to last forever.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked. “Am I a horrible dancer? Do I have something weird on my face?”

“Marry me,” Shawn said, and his voice croaked as if the two words took him by surprise.

Your jaw dropped, and you had to brace your weight against him. “W-what?”

His smile grew. “Will you marry me?”

“W-what? Are you serious?” You question him, feeling uncharacteristically shy.

Shawn nodded his head, pulled out the ring box from his pants pocket and got down on one knee, “I’ve been carrying it around for about a month now. I had something else planned, but I don’t think I can wait until then. I’m sorry. I’m sure this isn’t what you imagi---”

“Yes,” You say, eyes filled with tears as you start kneeling on the floor with him, “Yes, of course, I’ll marry you.” You smile shyly, gently cupping his face in your palms and kiss him.

2020

“I swear to god, if this is a prank, I will seriously never let you wear my hoodies again.”

You just laugh as Shawn keeps on ranting and stating harmless threats to convince you to tell you his surprise already.

“Y/N pleaseee,” he begged, making him hesitant to move forward with the surprise you’re planning, “I am very anxious right now, what is this really?”

You smiled softly although he couldn't see that you were, “Just relax and trust me, okay?” You said and a short pause was there before Shawn nodded his head slowly and proceeded to sit down on the couch as instructed by you.

“Here you go.” You giddily took off the blind-fold and handed him another wrapped box with golden coloured ribbon attached to it.

“Wh—this is for me?” Shawn asked, in shock.

“Of course,” You said.

Shawn sat there for a moment, looking between you and the gift.

“Yes, you have one more present to open.”

“Y/N… you have given me enough gifts.” Shawn sighed good naturedly as he took the box.

“This one will be the last, I promise. Now open it!” You nudge his shoulder and Shawn slowly slid down the ribbon and tore out the wrapping, before opening the box, not knowing what to expect.

“Well.. do you like it?”

His eyes get wide as he registers what it was. “You…” he shuttered, “Are you for real?”

“Yes!” You nodded your head.

Shawn’s eyes went wide as he looked at you then at the box again, letting out a breathless laugh. "Are you serious? I'm-" he breathed in. "I'm going to be a dad."

You nodded. "You're going to be a dad."

“I love you!” Shawn grabbed your face in his hands and started peppering kisses all across your skin, “This is the best Christmas present ever!” He yelled and you were simply giggling uncontrollably, upon seeing his adorable face. The look on his face was pure satisfaction as he continued saying cute things to you and grinning widely, “I love you, I love you so much!”

2024

It was at breakfast, when you noticed that your son was quiet and reserved. Even at the first session of gift opening he had been quiet, way too quiet. It was unlike him who loved getting and opening presents, especially at this time of the year. He would usually spend about ten minutes pleading and protesting with you and Shawn saying he would rather skip breakfast and just continue opening his presents.

But this morning was different, as your son willingly agreed to go to breakfast. Unable to withstand this silent breakfast again, you finally glanced over to Shawn, mouthing a talk to him while tilting your head to your son’s side of the table.

Shawn understood your signal and decided to break the silence. "Hey buddy, what's wrong? Santa was here last night, you missed him. But he did bring you all those gifts."

Instead of replying Raul chose to ignore his dad, and continued eating his cereal.

"Raul, what's wrong honey?" You asked out quietly.

"I don't want to say, Mommy," Raul finally said, and he sounded close to tears which was really strange for a kid on Christmas day.

"It's alright, whatever you want to say, you can." Shawn said, "Did Santa get you the wrong gifts? We can maybe convince him to change it." He continued.

But then, Raul looked like he was going to cry. "No, no more Santa! I hate Santa."

"Uhmmm, okay.." You said hesitantly while giving your husband a confused look, "Can we ask why, Honey?" You continue to say.

”You know you can tell us anything," Shawn said, “He didn’t do a good job fof your gifts?”

"I hate him, I hate him! I just- he-," Raul looked between you two, and then finally started tearing up. "He was trying to take mommy away, daddy!"

You and Shawn both let out surprised, "what?"

"What do you mean?" Shawn asked his son.

“He was kissing Mommy, Daddy!" Raul told him, as tears started to fall down his face.

"Ohh," You let out softly as you understood what moment he was referring to, but before you could see your husband’s reaction you chose to rush over to your son, kneeling in front of him and wiping his face with the end of your sweater sleeve.

“Well, that probably meant nothing Raul. You see, Santa would give every mom a kiss as a reward for giving him those delicious chocolate chip cookies.” You explain.

“Do the dads get something too?” Your son asked.

You tried your best not to let out a chuckle at this point, so you glanced at your husband, who thankfully answered for you, "Well, even dads get a firm handshake for welcoming santa."

“Okay, but mommyyy.” Your son whinnied.

“Yes, honey?” You turn your head back to the little guy.

“Promise, you will not leave me and Daddy to go to the North Pole to be with Santa.” Raul pleaded, with teary eyes.

“Oh honey.” You pulled him in tight, rubbing his back soothingly, “I will never leave you and daddy, I love you both so much.”

Raul sniffles into your sweater holding on to you tightly. “I love you, mommy.”

You carefully moved your head back and wiped his tears away again, kissing his forehead and smiled, “I love you too, Raul.”

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