#╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ silky bows and shinny wrapping papers ┊ gifts .

[itssydneysweeney]

So.... 

[ ooc: imagine she left a set of envelopes over their bed, all smell of her perfume and have numbers so he knows in which order to open them ]

hello handsome. today is your special day and i wanted it to be all about you, but since you seem to have everything everyone could ever ask for, i started wondering - what could a girl like me get you? and there were many options like: * a new guitar, but oh, you have plenty.... * a star.... isn’t that too overused? plus you are the one true star. * or i could get you regular gifts like a rolex or something like that but you probably have plenty.... so for my dimples, my loving boyfriend, the tulips guy, the only boy that matters (to me) ... here are some gifts that i consider he’d like way better:

1st. have a postcard with the picture i have as lockscreen from the days we spent together in europe.

2nd. just so you know i actually listen the things you tell me, do you remember that one time you mentioned just how bad you felt that during our time in florence you didn’t give me the time of day and that you wanted to go back there one day? well, i got us the plane tickets and they are open so you can be the one who picks when do you wanna go... there is no rush, it can be tomorrow, in a week, a month or a year... i’m here to stay anyways....

3rd. one of my favorite things of the nights we spend together is actually waking up in your arms... sorry i wasn’t there this morning as you opened your eyes but someone had to make this breakfast for two and set up all your surprises.... also sorry for pretending i had forgotten what day was today but... we are having breakfast outside cause there is where your 4th gift is waiting for you... now, before you open your 4th envelope come meet me downstairs and please don’t cheat Mendes!!

[ ooc: and here is where shawn is supposed to go downstairs and meet Sydney ]

4th. please read the next coupon carefully. do you notice anything odd? that isn’t my name, is it? but it does sound familiar, right? so here is the thing.... i really, really, really like you and i wanted to show that to you, show you how happy you make me and there was no material gift that could do that.... and that’s when i started thinking.... what is something that shawn REALLY needs? Tarzan. yes, the dog you share with your ex... i know how much he means to you and how much you might be needing him so shout out to your ex for actually letting me bring him with me for a few days.... she also agreed to let you have him at least one week per month and whenever she is busy on tour you can babysit the little one (well, not so little...). now you may understand why i wasn’t sure if toronto was the best idea, i was more afraid for him than anything but... babe, open the door now that i’m anxious to see your face and there is someone who wants to jump over you. (also, yes - the coupon can be extended to get some hugs and kisses from me too). 

P.S.: this is not mandatory but Tarzan mentioned, and Tank agreed, that we should get them a four pawned sibling... well, or at least you should, and i was hoping you’d let me go pick one with you. (not today tho cause i’m sure you want to see your parents and such)

5th. you owe me a date, but this coupon isn’t for that. it’s a coupon you can use at any time you want and i just can’t even say “but”, just show it to me and i’ll be by your side in a heartbeat. so if you are ever missing me or consider it’s been too long since the last time we saw each other in person... use it and i’m your, Mendes. 

your girlfriend,                         Syd.

@shcwns

#╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ silky bows and shinny wrapping papers ┊ gifts . #╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ the only boy that matters ┊ shawn . #shawnm #oh damn.... i just realised i never tagged you on this so hopefully it randomly pops up

[itssydneysweeney]

It all started with a letter so here we go....

i’ve been thinking about this for quite a while so trust me when i say it’s not just the spur of the moment or that i had one too many shots of tequila last night....

seasons have changed with us together, days, months... like it’s been almost 6 months which sounds... crazy? to say the least. and for reals when we had our very first date back on valentine’s day if someone had asked me i wouldn’t had put my money on you, or us...

you were broken, not sure if you wanted a new person in your life after what you had to go through with your ex... and me? honestly i was going through a bumpy break up too and not sure if i was ready to meet someone and become exclusive... the idea scared me. was i ready for that kind of commitment? i wasn’t. certainly not then. and the question has been hunting me ever since. was i ready? what made me take a leap of faith...

that answer was easy, you know? but to accept it, now THAT was the scary part. cause to admit you were the reason why i changed my mind, to admit that i’m happy with you and wouldn’t change you for the world means also admitting that you matter to me and i can’t see a life in which you are not my leading guy and i don’t get to fall asleep to your voice on the phone.

oh, dimples.... i’ve always heard my friends talking about guys who had turned their whole world upside down, but with you? that’s the biggest understatement... my whole world change the day i met you, or well --- started changing. and i’m no longer to admit that out loud.

i’m no longer scared to admit you are my biggest weakness and that when you cry i cry and when you are sad so am i but when you smile? oh, when you smile it’s when my whole world shines. everything feels like a field of dandelions when you say sweet things to me and my feet are no longer over the surface --- i float. and not in a vecna creepy kind of way...

when you kiss me i get that thriving sensation they write about on romantic novels. i’m almighty whenever you call me your leading lady or just casually mention i’m yours. 

so yes, i personally figured out the best way to say this was just how everything started between us... with a letter... remember that one day? you were in toronto, just like now, but i wasn’t there - i was in hawaii and yet you didn’t think it twice. it felt like an eternity but kissing you made the wait worth it... once again sorry for how long my reply took that time around but i wanted to be sure of my decision. as sure as i am now...

the whole purpose of this letter, and the only reason why i waited until the last minutes of your special day to give it to you is i’m shaking and internally screaming... guess this is how you felt on that road trip --- and i’m much better with words on a paper than saying them out loud... like imagine if even writing it’s taking me this long how it would be if i was actually speaking, face to face. 

but enough. i’m writing this with the fear of scaring you but i can’t live a life in which i’m scared to live, to feel, to .... fuck. well, not to fuck.

shawn, the truth is, i think i love you. and not just like i love pancakes, i love you in the way a girl who can’t stop thinking of you does. i love you and my heart skips a beat each time you get really close to me, your hands against my skin.... i love you and count down the minutes for every new meeting of ours. i love you and that four letters word never made that much sense to me before. i love you and im afraid maybe it’s just one sided (and it’s okay if it’s like that cause i don’t mean to rush you, we all have our own pace but i love you and i don’t want to keep it bottled up anymore)

i love you and i tried to mask the feeling as other things but it’s been a few weeks since i realised what others described me as loving their special one sounded a lot like what you make me feel.

in your presence my heart races, my legs shake and my hands feel all sweaty. but even if all those sensations are uncomfortable, i wouldn’t change them for the world. i love feeling that way for the most special guy i’ve ever met.

so... yes, this isn’t a letter to get a response back, it’s just my confession cause just as you did that day on your car, i couldn’t hold it inside of me anylonger or i’d explode...

but have some mercy on me, mendes.... even if you don’t love me, and even on the worst case scenario in which you feel like you could never love me... come find me in the bedroom cause there is one last surprise i have for you that implies a lot less clothing. one last birthday surprise you can have before midnight and that is all yours to take and enjoy as you please. here a hint: 

(P.S.: come rushing cause i’m getting cold and i might be able to resist it if you don’t say me that words back but it’s been a long day and what i can’t take is one more minute without your kisses and your hands all over me.)

@shcwns​

#╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ silky bows and shinny wrapping papers ┊ gifts . #╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ the only boy that matters ┊ shawn . #okay have in mind this was writen by a half drunk mar last night okay? #alexa play mercy by shawn mendes