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dontworrysunflower · 6 years ago

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Sick | Shawn Mendes

Anonymous requested:

can you write something with Shawn getting sick before an important event and he’s struggling to get through it and you end up taking care of him

I’m so in love with sick!shawn so if you have any recommendations pls send them to me.

hope you enjoy!

•••

Shawn never likes to admit he’s sick. He says it’s just allergies or it’ll go away.

But when your up all night coughing and sneezing and whining, it’s more than just allergies.

You had to untangle his long arms from around your waist early in the morning to make him breakfast. The kitchen smelled of coffee and eggs and bacon. You were watching the the bacon sizzle on the pan as you heard the small whines and groans coming from your boyfriend as he made his way to the kitchen.

“Baby” Shawn whined as he came up behind you, enclosing you in his strong, buff arms. He placed his chin on your shoulder, mumbling some incoherent words into your ears, kissing your neck once in a while.

“What was that honey?” You turned your head to look at him. His cheeks were more pink than usual and his eyes were puffy.

“My throat hurts” he whispered before he sniffed. He cleared his throat a couple of times, never really getting it clear enough so he didn’t sound raspy and scratchy.

“Do you want me to make you some tea?” You asked as you turned off the stove and let the bacon sit on a plate on the counter. You turned around in his arms, bringing your hands up to cup his warm face. “You’re a little warm sweet, I think your getting sick” you said as he leaned his head back on your shoulder.

He shook his head, his brown curls tickling your neck. “I’m not sick, I have the JUNO awards later”

This is is one reason Shawn never admits he’s sick. He’s very much a workaholic. Never stops until it’s its perfect. And he never wants to let his fans down. No matter what his condition is, he’s got to do his job. He’s been sick before, but it has never been like this.

“Shawn, baby. You can’t go. Your too sick” you tried to convince him as you scratched his scalp. You stared back into his tired eyes because you knew he could never resist yours.

He started to say things that made no sense into your neck, and you had to bite down on your lip to keep from laughing.

“Okay, how about this,” you start as you pulled away from his grip. You grab his hand and bring him to sit on a stool. You bring him his plate of food and then turn back around to make him tea. “after breakfast lets take a nap, and if your feeling better you can go, but if there’s any indication that your still sick I’m taking you home. No questions. Got it?” You give him a stern look, meaning business.

“I only wanna go home with you, baby” he joked with a smirk on his face. You can’t help but smile at his playfulness, wondering how this man can still make jokes even when he’s dying inside.

“Just eat, Shawn” you roll your eyes as you turn back around to finish his tea.

•••

Tiff brushed her hands on his shoulders, wiping off some excess fluff of the jacket, she pats Shawn’s chest and smiles “Alrighty, all set” she announced as she turned around to put away her things. You were putting in an earring when you heard his coughing, and it was the type of coughing where it sounds like mucus or some type of liquidy fluid in his airways. He was definitely sick, but’s he’s to stubborn to accept it.

You straighten the jewelry on your ear as you turn around, giving Shawn a look. “I’m fine” he muttered, his face red but pale, his eyes were droopy and didn’t have that enthusiasm they always had.

You walk to him, rubbing up and down his back. “Baby are you sure your okay?” Your facial features changed into concern and all you wanted to do was cuddle him and help him feel better.

He sniff loudly, turning back around to face you, his eyes were closed and he wrapped his arms around you as he placed his head on top of yours. “No, but I want to at least get through an hour of the show before leaving. Is that okay babe?”

You sigh as you placed your hands on his back, your head leaning on his chest. “But if you start to feel any worse before the hour mark, we go home. Understood?” You said sternly into his chest.

“Your hot when your mad” he murmured before kissing your hair. You chuckle at his comment before taking his hand and leading him out of the room to the car where Andrew was already sitting in.

You two sat in your seats, Shawn’s large hand gingerly placed on your thigh, his finger rubbing side to side. He sniffed a couple of times and cleared his throat. You placed your hand on top of his that was on your leg and his head turns to you. He smiled tiredly at you, the bags under his eyes more prominent than usual and the lids starting to droop. You pat your shoulder, indicating for him to lay his head on it. He shifts in his seat to reach your height and lays on your shoulder, his curls ticking your neck. You turned your head to lightly kiss his eye. “Go to sleep Shawn” you whispered as you watched his eyes flutter shut and his breaths evened out. You call out for Andrew.

•••

Shawn wakes up in a bed, the satin sheets cool against his bare chest. He coughs loudly and shivers. He pulls the covers over his shoulders. His eyes are closed, enjoying the feeling of the warm blanket.

Wait

He opens his eyes and looks around the dark room, the only light from the the sun setting coming for the window. He sees his suit layed out on a chair, his boots neatly placed on the floor next to it. He sees your dress hanging on the closet door and can hear some shuffling coming from outside of the room.

He groans and pulls the covers up to move away from the bed, his feet patting their way to the living room on the cold hardwood floor.

He leans on the door way behind the couch, watching (y/n) food clothes as she watched something on the tv, the volume on low. She’s humming a tune to herself, slightly moving side to side to the music playing in her head. He admires her shoulders peaking out of the large shirt she’s wearing, many strands of hair poking out of her messy bun. He smiles and quietly makes his way to her.

He deeply breathes out as he massaged her shoulders. She yelps at the sudden contact, her hands letting go of the shirt she was holding, one hand flying over her heart. “Shawn, babe you scared me” she muttered as she picked up the shirt from the floor and stands up, walking around the couch to stand in front of him, cradling his warm, pink face with both her hands. “How are you feeling?” She asks as she pushed her fingers through his unruly curls.

He shrugs and places his hands on her hips, laying his head on her shoulder and lightly kissing her exposed skin. She kissed the shell of his ear and pulls head back from her neck and sets her hand on his forehead, her other hand coming up to his ear, her fingers playing with his earring. “You’re still a little warm, let me get you some meds and some water. Okay?” She starts to pull away from his grasp, but his hands pull her back into his embrace, a small oof coming out of her mouth and into his bare chest. “I need cuddles” he mumbled into her hair.

She chuckles and plants her hands on his hard chest to push away, her long fingernails grazing his chest hairs. “And you’ll get that too, but you need some medicine to make your headache and sore throat better” she walk away and into the bathroom, Shawn following her like a lost puppy.

He coughs as he watches her open the medicine cabinet, checking the description of each pill bottle. He watches her eyebrows furrow as she reads the small print on the bottles, her eyes squinting because she didn’t have her glasses on. She takes out one pill from two bottles and puts them back in the cabinet, shutting the small door thing. She walks around him and into the kitchen, going on her tippy toes to reach the cabinet for a glass and filling in with water. She turns around, her eyes widening at how close he really was, not noticing his proximity. “Take this” she says before getting a newly cleaned and folded hand towel off the couch and putting it under a running faucet. He takes both pills in one swig of the water as he watched her wring out the towel. She turned back around and takes the glass and putting next to the sink. “C’mon” She saunters to the bedroom and wait for him to get in bed before she did anything further.

“Okay, keep this on your head for five minutes, and we’ll see if your temperatures goes down okay baby?” She sits on the edge of the bed and settles the cool, wet towel on his forehead. She smiles sweetly at her sick boy. His eyes are puffier and more red than usual. He sniffled a lot more and his nose was a reddish pinkish color, along with his cheeks. He clears his throat again for the umpteenth and coughs. She gets up from her position on the bed, barely on her own two feet before she feels a large hand wrap around her wrist.

She turns back around and looks at Shawn, his pink lips in a pout, the wet towel on his forehead dragging down onto his eyebrows. Even though he’s feeling the worst right now, you had to admit, he was so cute when he was vulnerable. “Please stay” Shawn whined, his puffy eyes closed.

You sigh and smile down at him. You kiss his nose, then both his cheeks before pulling away. “Let me finish with the laundry then I’m all yours okay baby?”

He whined in protest again but he let your hand go and you walk to your bluetooth speaker and connect your phone to it and play you calm music playlist, keeping at low for him before you walk out into the living room.

•••

The moon was shining when Shawn woke up. His head wasn’t pounding and his throat was less irritated. He looked around the room and he heard the shower running and the soft humming of his girlfriend coming from the bathroom, a strip of light coming from under the door.

He sat in bed, patiently waiting for (y/n) to get out of the shower. He ran his fingers through his messy hair and decides to do some writing while he waits for her.

He slowly got out of bed and picked up his guitar and his notebook and pencil and sat back down on the bed, his torso leaning against the headboard. He zoned out as he plucks a few cords until they merge into a tune and he puts words into it and when (y/n)’s coming out, one of his shirts like a dress on her, he’s got at least half of a song done.

“What’cha doin’?” She piped up as she ran her fingers through her wet hair, her cheeks pink from the humid air. Shawn jumps a little, not noticing her presence.

He stops playing and puts his guitar on the floor, leaning it against the bedside table. He closes his notebook, the pencil in the spot where he just was as he placed it on the table. “Just writing” he mumbled before clearing his throat again and closing his eyes, sleep coming back to him once again.

(Y/n) crawls on top of the bed and presses her hand against his forehead. “You’ve gotten better. I don’t think you have a fever anymore. Maybe you should eat something. Do you want me to make you anything?” She asked as she positioned herself to sit cross legged on the bed.

He just shakes his head and opens his arms for you to lay in. “You said you would cuddle but you never did” he whined, a pout on his lips. You chuckle and lean in to kiss his nose before falling onto his chest. He caresses your arm, forming goosebumps on your skin before he kissed your wet hair.

You two sat like this for quite some time, so long that his hand started to slow down its movements up and down your arm and his forehead kisses weren’t so frequent. After a while they both stopped all together and you crane your neck back to see his adorable sleeping face. Small even huffs of air coming out of his pink lips, that one curl falling into his eye.

You move up to kiss his forehead, then his ear before whispering “Sleep tight baby. I love you and I hope you feel better tomorrow.” Then you close your eyes and fall into a deep slumber in Shawn’s arms.

I’m sorry!!! I don’t know why I wait so long but at least I got another done. Anyway, excuse the typos if any and I hope you enjoyed! Pls reblog if you liked.

Ps: if you have any sick!shawn recommendations pls send them to me.

And only two more imagines before my masterlist is out! Woo okay gn mucho amor

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connordavidscamera · 5 years ago

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Okay but the casual suit is so CEO!Connor. Where he takes his girl to a work function and he’s there to make a deal go through but is constantly distracted by the way her dress rides up her thighs

👀👀 ma'am I - I oh wow

#asks #shawnm521

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harryandmolly · 5 years ago

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Complicit is literally my fucking favorite think right now. You’re a goddess for writing it!

thaaaaaank you!!! 💜

#shawnm521

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princecharmingmendes · 5 years ago

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your favorite work

💓my favorite work? okay, this is a tough one... i really don't have one i guess, but i'm going to try to mention a few as fic rec:

- au - complete

insatiable by @theshawnmendesstorycollection

mated; safe and sound; always loved you; mine; the perfect arrangement; welcome to the pack by @softboyshawn

manners (universe); snuggle pup; soft spot; grumpy; goodnight, dove by @palhacomendes

anatomy; head chef; baby; things i love by @parkeraul

can i kiss you? by @sauveteen

good luck charm; no nut november by @shawnsprincesse

teeth by @watchmegetobsessed

confidence; gears of love by @shawnm521

how are babies made? by @curlsofshawn

- au - on going

safety; turning tables by @theshawnmendesstorycollection

haven port by @softboyshawn

CEO by @shawnm521

-non au - complete

i'm baby; happy birthday, honey; falling for you by @softboyshawn

puppy; come back to bed; roommate; thunder; massage by @theshawnmendesstorycollection

big spoon by @palhacomendes

neck kisses; drunk romeo & juliet; cherry knots; boobs; pretty by @sauveteen

better; red thong; valentine's day by @watchmegetobsessed

sick boy; pneumonia; flare up; ruined stunt; happiest birthday by @shawnm521

warm; bath; niiiiice; come over; sick; be my valentine; pierced by @curlsofshawn

move in with me; first date; fuzzy socks and extra love; snowed in; sweetheart; little spoon by @fallinallincurls

-non au - on going

fame by @illumecherry

here are a few examples from my favorite works... i mean, i know there are a lot but i'm pretty sure there are so much more and from so many other talented writers in here, so i'm so sorry if i forgot anyone, but this are the ones that popped on my mind right now

i hope you enjoy your little fic recs masterlist anon, thank you for asking 💓

#fic rec #asks

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fanficshawn · 5 years ago

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Everything about this was so freaking cute 🥺🥺 I swear I teared up more than once. And honestly, I was never really a big fan of CEO!shawn but this fic made me changed my mind completely!!! I loved this so so much, and love how sweet and pure it is ❤️

For the Love of Books

13k+ words of CEO/Bookworm

It’s been a rough week. A long, dark, rough week. With not being able to afford the electric bill, all that was left for you to do was shut down for the week. If you can’t read in the dark, then how were you supposed to buy books in the dark?

While it wasn’t making you money you also weren’t losing any either, that was the double edged sword you were fighting with. You hated it, as the owner of the families bookstore, being closed for a week was not what you wanted. Especially since you were the first family member who has had to do so.

Your Pa left the store to you when he passed away four years ago. It was his Mama’s before him, she left it to him much the same as he left it to you. It was a shock to the family when The Will read out that it was yours, and yours solely until the day you decided to bring in someone else.

It created a pretty big rift in the family, your Mom and Aunt believing that it should have been theirs, but to be honest, you weren’t shocked. It had been a discussion your Pa had with you before he made the decision. He wanted to make sure that you actually wanted the store, and that you could handle the backlash of you receiving it.

Cornered Pages was only your entire childhood. While you’re Mom claimed she loved the store, you would live there if you could. With a single Mom, working at a diner during the day and the local bar at night, left you to growing up with your Pa since he watched you while your Mom worked. He raised you off chapters and new arrivals. Your weekends were book signings and cutting bookmarks.

So having to close for a week was not only disappointing to yourself and your Pa’s legend, it also automatically made you the families disappointment because you couldn’t keep the doors open.

“I want to seriously talk about it,” Shawn shrugs as he sits across from you at the dining room table.

Shawn Mendes, 21 year old multimillionaire of his very own Mendes Printing. Also sort of known as your boyfriend of 2 years.

Seguir leyendo

#fic rec #i love you shawnm521

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brashierc · 5 years ago

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FAIY

Request: during fallin all in you connor runs to the reader and kisses her and shawn points it out to the crowd and it’s really cute and fluffy

It’s at that point in the concert where there is a very intimate kiss cam, lead by the very own Shawn Mendes himself.

This was the first show you’ve been able to go to. You’re late to joining on tour, you were in school and then right when you were about to join a family emergency kept you home for another 2 months.

But you’re finally here, and you’re the center of Connor’s attention.

He happened to be walking past you, camera in hand, focused on Shawn, when Shawn looked out into the crowd.

“Oh!” Shawn’s voice rings through the speakers. “Brashier!”

Connor stops, dead in his tracks, heart stopping, and you swear you practically see if drop out his ass.

“You all know my videographer?” Shawn asks his fans, who scream just as loud as they did when Shawn walked on stage.

You’re no better, you’re screaming your head off, there in full support for your mans.

“Well someone special has finally joined him on tour.” Shawn wiggles his eyebrows.

You blush, immediately looking down. Connor looks around, finally coming to his senses and his surroundings. It’s when he spots you just a few steps away from him that he knows what Shawn’s up to.

“They’ve been together for awhile, but Connor, Bro, I’ve never seen you kiss the girl.”

Connor laughs, and you giggle as you look up at your boy. He looks over at you, silently asking you with his eyes if you want to do this.

“They’re so cute together you guys.” Shawn continues.

You nod your head at Connor and he steps up to you, letting one hand come up and caress your face.

“Kiss her, kiss her!” Shawn whispers into the mic.

Connor rolls his eyes, but smiles as he leans in and kisses your lips softly.

It wasn’t your first kiss since you landed this morning, but it was one of the first few. You both were very private people, and with him constantly being surrounded by the band and crew it didn’t give you two a whole lot of alone time since you’d landed. You spent the day sending the other longing stares and silent promises of later.

“YEAHHHHH!” Shawn cheers, clapping and jumping around when he sees Connor kiss you. “That was awesome, I’m sorry for calling you out.” He giggles, shaking his head. “This one is for you, Con set your camera down man and dance with your girl for a moment. This is Fallin All in You.”

The crowd errupts and starts singing with him, but you just stare at Connor as he hands one of the guards that follow him, his camera. He hops the fence you were standing behind and slides behind you. He nuzzles into your neck, planting small secretive kisses to your skin, swaying you to the song Shawn dedicated to you.

“You’re my forever Baby.” He whispered in your ear. “I’m always fallin all in you.”

Written by: @shawnm521

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softboywriting · 5 years ago

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Tea and Love | Connor Brashier

Summary: You and Connor have a day off before Shawn’s birthday. You’re supposed to spend the day together but it doesn’t exactly go as planned. [comfort fic] [fluff] [non au] [period talk]

Word Count: 850

|Masterlist In Bio|

It's that time again. The time of the month where your uterus betrays you for not giving it a child. Sometimes you can't wait until you reach your fifties and sixties and menopause takes over. But until then you find yourself in a losing battle with your body.

Currently you're sat on the floor in front of the couch in your hotel room crying. The zipper on your makeup case in your purse broke and your compact got all over everything. It's not a big deal, you can always get more powder and wash out the bag. But it's just the final straw. Everything has been getting to you today and your nerves are shot. You and Connor arrived in New York a day early to spend some time together before Shawn arrived for his next show and birthday party. That's what was supposed to happen, but then Andrew called and asked Connor to get some scenic shots for some new project they were working on. You feel left out and forgotten. Combine that with your period and you're a mess.

"Hey babe, I stopped by the-" Connor freezes mid sentence when he sees you. He hates when you cry. It makes him cry and feel helpless if there's nothing he can do about it. Usually he's good at making the tears go away though. It's like his super power you're pretty sure. "What happened?"

"My compact broke." You hold it up in two empty dusty pieces, lacking all of it's fine pressed powdery insides.

He walks over and kneels beside you. "I can go get a new one. I'll even take this so I get the right kind. Here, give it to me."

"I don't care about the powder." You sniff, dropping the compact back in your bag. "I just I'm so emotional and my stomach hurts and you...I can't explain. You'll be mad at me."

Connor puts his arm around you and kisses your cheek. He wipes away your tears and kisses your head this time. "Talk to me. What's going on?"

"We were supposed to be together today and you had to work. You always have to work." You sigh shakily. "I know it's a high demand job, and I know I'm extremely lucky to be able to be on tour with you and Shawn for a few months. I just wish we could actually get some alone time."

"I'm sorry. You're so right. I should have told Andrew no, that it's my day off. I'm so, so sorry." He cups your face and you stare at him as he pleads silently with those big blue eyes for you to forgive him. As if you hadn't already.

"Can we have the rest of the day?"

"Yes. I'm all yours sweetheart. Can I get you anything? Do you want to go anywhere?"

You debate asking him to go out to dinner but your cramps say otherwise. The best thing right now would be to post up on the couch with a hot pad, some warm tea and Connor's hands rubbing your stomach. "I need tea."

"I'll go get some. Chocolate too? Cookies? Salty snacks?" He stands up and heads for the door. "I'll get you anything."

"A box of tampons? I'm low."

"Absolutely. I'll be back in a few. Text me anything else you can think of."

When Connor comes back half an hour later he's got a grocery bag full of stuff. You're surprised since you only asked for tea, he knows you like Earl grey, and tampons. He's got both of those things, but he also has a box of chamomile tea, peppermints and two lemons as well as a handful of candy bars and a bag of gummy worms. You smile as he unpacks and tells you to relax.

Connor bumps your legs a few minutes later and hands you a cup of tea as he sits down and you lay your legs over his lap. "Its special tea."

"Oh yeah?"

"Mmm. The lady at the store who helped me with the tampons told me that lemon and mint with chamomile tea can help with period symptoms."

You look into the cup that has a tea bag, a peppermint and a lemon slice in it. An interesting concoction. "Did she say peppermint?"

"No. But it's mint? Right?"

You giggle and take a sip. It's actually pretty good. The primary flavor is mint with a little tang from the lemon. "Not bad. Thank you Connabon."

He smiles and rolls his eyes, leaning his head back. He hates that nickname more than Baby Brash but since it's you, he lets it side. "You're lucky I like you."

"Like me? You looooove me."

He runs his hand over your thigh and up to your lower stomach. "Yeah, yeah you're right." You close your eyes as he massages gently along your waist band. "You're my moon and stars."

"Did you get that line from Mendes?"

"Maybe."

"I like it."

Connor smirks. "Knew you would." He kisses his hand and presses it to your tummy. "Love you."

"Love you too "

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Thank you for reading! I know I’m fairly new to Connor stuff and it’s absolutely @shawnm521‘s fault. This is hopefully the first of many blurbs and fics I’ll write. I’m really excited to write for Connor (while also writing for Shawn, no worries) becuase it’s like a fresh new take, a new vibe, and I’m buzzing. Thank you so much for reading! My connor blog is @connabonbrashier if you wanna see more Connor stuff and I’ll be reblogging this to there as well.

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