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t-lostinworlds · 4 years

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Santa Claus? (Shawn Mendes)

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A/N: A lil’ something for Christmas with my favorite boy Angelo and as a sorry gift for not doing a part 2 of Leaked hehe. This was supposed to be a short blurb, 1k words at max but HA guess who got carried away. Again. I can’t seem to write short blurbs for some reason without it turning into a whole long ass fic lmao. Anyhow I hope you enjoy this one!

Summary: You get a much unexpected visit from a big, tall man with a long, white beard. Angelo catches his mom kissing said man. And an even bigger surprise comes your way the next morning.

Warnings: None but Fluff and Typos

Word Count: 5.9k+

Masterlist in Bio

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You finally got Angelo to sleep and you were relieved.

It was daunting to hear the 6-year-old ask about where his dad was, his dad who happens to be working even if there were only two days left until Christmas.

It was a last minute show that got added to his schedule, hence why his time away from home got extended. Plus, it's a charity event so you couldn't exactly complain or be mad about it.

Angelo is smart even at his age, so he does understand why his dad is away, but of course, the young boy can't stop himself from getting upset when he wakes up to see that his father is still not around.

Shawn calls every day of course, but that's never the same.

Hell, he wasn't even around when you put up the Christmas tree and all the decorations. It was heartbreaking to see that pout on Angelo's lips when he had that conversation with his dad over FaceTime that he wasn't going to do it with him this year.

You were just so glad that Aaliyah and Karen came over that day to help, uplifting Angelo's mood for sure.

And you miss your man just as much too. It's been too long since the day he was back home, and you want nothing more than the three of you to sit on the couch, all huddled up as you watch whatever Christmas movie with hot chocolates in hand. Then later in the night, you would finally get him all to yourself once Angelo is tucked in bed.

But you'll have to work with whatever you have for now.

You left the door slightly ajar to your's and Shawn's bedroom, that way you can hear Angelo if he ever gets out of bed. After turning the main light off, you slipped underneath the covers and clicked your side lamp on. You got yourself comfortable before you pulled out your book from the drawer and you just indulged.

* * *

Time flew pass you quickly that you didn't even notice that it was already 1 am until you stifled out a yawn. Closing the book and placing it on your side table, you reached over to turn the lamp off, but before you could even do so, you heard something fall on the floor outside with a hard thud.

With furrowed brows, you slowly got out of bed, making sure to grab the bat that you left just by the door on the way out. Not that the building wasn't secure but you just had to make sure you have any type of self-defense just in case.

You checked Angelo's room to see that the boy was still in bed, soundly asleep. You took a deep breath as you locked his door before closing it shut. You then slowly creeped your way to the living room, all while making sure that you were silent enough to not alarm whoever was in your house.

Your grip on the bat was tight as your heart hammered against your chest. You could make out the shuffling of feet and the sound of rustling paper as you grew closer the living space.

You were very sure that you've locked the doors but it seems like someone just broke into your home, judging by the soft humming along with the sound of things being moved. Oddly enough, the first thing you saw once you've reached the living room was a man dressed in red and white, hunched over the Christmas tree with a big red bag in hand.

Confusion filled you up but you kept quiet, walking towards them at a safe distance to where you can swing the bat with full force. "Drop the bag or I'm going to split your skull open." You said slowly, voice low but shaky because as much as you can definitely hurt him, you don't know if he was armed or not, making him a treat still.

Maybe you should've just stayed in bed and called the cops.

The man chuckled, hands quick to shot up as he held it in surrender. He turned his head slightly so he can look at you over his shoulder, your eyes catching a glimpse of the long white beard on his face. "There's no need for that honey."

Realization washed over you at the sound of his voice, that extremely familiar voice that you'll always recognize no matter what the occasion.

"Shawn?" He nodded at his name, standing up and turning to face you, grabbing the tip of his fake beard and pulling it down to reveal his face fully, wide smile and all. He was about to say something when you caught him off guard as you swung the bat to hit him right on the bicep, not too hard but just enough for it to sting a little.

"Ow! What was that for?" Shawn yelped, hand coming up to rubbed his arm as he looked at you in pure shock. "You scared the shit out of me you fucking idiot! I thought someone had broken in or something!" You dropped the bat on the floor, a loud clank echoing through the walls as you crossed your arms over your chest in pure annoyance.

"Surprise?" A sheepish grin made its way onto Shawn's lips as he slowly made his way towards you, hands grabbing your wrists to unfold your arms and throwing it over his shoulders. "I'm sorry for scaring you angel, but you do look so hot when you're in fight mode, you brave badass woman." Shawn purred, arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you closer to his body, the warmth feeling comforting that you couldn't help but relax in his hold.

"You're very lucky I miss your stupid face so much or you would be sleeping on the couch tonight." You scoffed with a roll of your eyes, earning a soft chuckle from him. He nudged the tip of his nose with yours, his eyes crinkling as he softly whispered, "I missed you too my love, oh so much."

You sighed, fingers getting lost in the curls of the nape of his neck that were slightly hidden under his Christmas hat. The fabric of his outfit felt so soft on your skin, your eyes looking down as you gave him a once over before you shook your head at your man. "How are you home already and why on earth are you dressed as Santa Claus?"

Shawn shrugged with a smile. "I took the first flight home after the show, couldn't wait till morning to see you two. As for the costume, I was going to call you to come downstairs once I'm done placing the gifts, and I thought it would be cute for you to see me in this outfit as a surprise, but you caught me first so here we are. It was a great plan in my head but now it does seem like I'm a burglar. I'm sorry for scaring you honey." He pouted, giving your body a gentle squeeze as he touches his forehead against yours.

"You're such an idiot you know that right?" You giggled, still in pure disbelief at how corny and stupid he can be at times but nevertheless, you were extremely overjoyed to finally have him home.

"Hmm, but I am your idiot who you love so much." Shawn hummed, head dipping as he finally captured your lips in his after a long time, too long.

Sighs of relief escaped the two of you as you smiled between the kiss, happy to feel the warmth course through your bodies in the cold December night. You can feel his smirk widen a few seconds later as he nibbled on your bottom lip, both hands coming down to rest on top of the swell of your bum, giving it a soft, cheeky squeeze emitting a giggle out of you.

Shawn will never have enough of you and he always makes sure he gets that point across in more ways than one.

But before any of you could go any further—to which Shawn was so keen on moving it to the couch—a small voice interrupted your sweet reunion.

"Mommy?"

You and Shawn pulled away like two teenagers who just got caught making out in the janitor's closet, both pairs of wide eyes turning to see a little boy standing there, half asleep or half awake, you couldn't tell with the way his eyes were squinted.

Shawn was quick to pull his fake beard up to hide his face as you took a step forward and turned to Angelo who was looking at you with furrowed brows. The little boy's head was titled to the side in an attempt to see more of the person who stood behind you.

"Santa Claus?" Angelo questioned again, confusion laced in his voice as he stood still right in the hallway, small hands coming up to rub his sleepy eyes.

"Uh..." You shot Shawn a look to stop him from speaking. The boy was still too young and you don't want to ruin his belief in Santa just yet. He has to find out the truth on his own terms. Plus, you and Shawn aren't ready to break the news to him especially when it was nearing Christmas, and this is definitely not the way to do it.

You approached Angelo with a sigh, crouching down once you reached him so you were almost his same height. "Angelo sweetheart, why are you out of bed?" You cooed, hands coming up to rub his arms softly.

"I was going for a wee but I heard someone talking. Mommy why is Santa in our living room? It's not Christmas yet." The little boy lifted a finger up to which you assumed was pointed at the tall man standing there with his long white beard. You looked over your shoulder to see Shawn just staying still, half of his face hidden with his hand up in a small wave, and you tried your best to hold back a laugh at his antic.

You turned back to Angelo with a smile. "Well, he wanted to give you an early present with more to come this Christmas since you've been such a good boy." Before the boy could even muster a response, a loud yawn escaped his lips instead once he opened his mouth, the sheer look of tiredness still painted on his cute little face.

"Now, Santa needs to finish putting your gifts and you're not allowed to peek, so let's get you back to bed my love." Angelo muttered a soft 'okay' as you lifted him off the floor, his small arms clinging around your neck while he rests his head on your shoulder, such an endearing sight for Shawn to see.

"Goodnight Santa." The little boy called out sleepily as you carried him back to his room.

Shawn only waved as his heart grew twice its size. Angelo looking so comfortable in your arms and how it looked like it belonged, only goes to prove that it definitely was time.

Once you two were out of sight, Shawn was quick to finish what he started, placing all the gifts under the tree and making sure to place yours with much extra care.

* * *

You came back a few minutes later to see him in the kitchen with a glass of milk in one hand and his phone on the other, hat and beard long forgotten on the countertop. His smile only widens as he saw you approach, locking his phone and placing it face down so he can give his queen his full attention.

"Is he asleep?" Shawn asked, hand extended for you to take to which you did, with a sweet smile of your own to match his. He leaned back on the kitchen island as he pulled you closer to stand right between his legs, his hands firm on the small of your back while yours laid flat on his chest.

"Hmm, but if he asks about Santa again tomorrow, it's your turn to explain mister." You raised an eyebrow at him in an accusing manner to which Shawn only nodded with a chuckle; though his soft laugh was quick to dissipate, replaced by this serious look as he stared at you lovingly, hands stroking your back up and down in a comforting way that only made you melt more into his arms.

"I love you so much, you know that right?" Shawn sighed in pure gratitude, brown orbs boring straight into yours that showed nothing but the full truth.

It was so heartwarming to see that he does in fact love you just as much as you love him, if not, even more. Words can never truly give justice to how happy you feel to have found your place in his world, and to have found a family in him and Angelo.

"And I love you, oh so much." You whispered as happy tears started to well up your eyes as all the beautiful memories replayed itself in your mind. A soft coo escaped Shawn's lips as he pulls you in for a warm hug, your emotional state tugging at his heartstrings in the best way possible.

"I'm so lucky to have you in my life Y/N. You make me of so happy my love, you have no idea." He murmured against your hair, as if the moment wasn't emotional enough.

"Oh stop, you're going to make me cry even more." You giggled with a soft sniffle, pulling away slightly so you can fully meet his eyes, and you didn't need to tell Shawn anything for him to see that you do feel the same way about him. A silent communication was enough to let your hearts know how much you mean to one another.

"You're probably tired from your flight, let's go get some sleep." You added, about to walk away from his grasp but his hold around you only tightened. His smile was quick to switch, turning into this one smirk he does that only means pure mischief and you couldn't help yourself from feeling a bit excited.

"Well, me getting some sleep is entirely up to you babe." Shawn wriggled his eyebrows suggestively, his voice a low growl that only made your insides churn.

And let's just say after his comment, you two got way lesser sleep than intended, and it was entirely his fault.

* * *

It was the next morning and like clockwork, you and Angelo were already in the kitchen making breakfast. The little boy always insists that he helps even if it's just handing you wooden spoons or whatever ingredient he can carry every now and then.

Angelo was stood on this small, movable stairs beside you that enables him to just watch what you're doing without having the trouble of being on his tippy toes, in which it also helps him grab things off the counter with ease.

Shawn, on the other hand, was still asleep and Angelo doesn't have a single clue that his dad was just in the bedroom as you haven't told him yet. You don't want to cut off Shawn's slumber with a 6-year-old jumping on him with no remorse whatsoever. Your man does need some rest after all.

It didn't take long for him to emerge out of bed though. Shawn always seems to know when you're not beside him anymore, such an adorable habit of his.

"Daddy! You're home!" Angelo's face lit up like fairy lights once he saw his dad walk in the kitchen. His small form scrambling down the steps hastily that he almost trips on his own feet. "Oh careful!" You grabbed his arm just in time to keep him upright, his small form in fits of giggles as he ran towards his dad, Shawn scooping him up with ease with a laugh of his own, pure happiness radiating off the two.

"Good morning buddy." Shawn rested the boy on his hip effortlessly, sleepy grin on his face with a bed head of unruly curls to match. It was a pleasing sight to say the least as Shawn wore nothing but his gray sweatpants, chest completely bare, v-line in full view, and muscles all flexed as he tries to balance Angelo in his arms.

Shawn is a very hot dad, definitely no doubt about that.

Once Angelo got his fair share of kisses from his father—giggles, squeals and all—he was placed by Shawn on his high stool across you, the dad rounding the kitchen island until he reached your side, head dipping to give you a loving peck on the lips.

"Good morning beautiful." Shawn smiled, pure adoration coating his beautiful features, a look that will never fail to make your heart flutter. "Good morning to you too handsome." You hummed, giving him another peck before you turned your attention back on the task of dividing the bacon on each plate.

"Daddy! Daddy! I saw Santa last night!" You and Shawn shared a look, your head nudging towards Angelo to say that you've already had a deal that it was his turn whenever Angelo asks about Santa again.

Shawn only nodded with a chuckle as he turned to his son, a fake surprise expression on his face. "You did?" He asked, feigning curiosity that made Angelo only nod with giggles.

Shawn left your side to walk over to the little boy, sitting right beside him and giving him his full attention to show that he was very interested to what his son has to say.

Your heart melted at the sight of pure excitement and joy on Angelo's face as you walked over to their side, placing their plates of home cooked breakfast right in front of them.

"Thank you honey." Shawn flashed you a quick smile before his attention was back to Angelo since the boy was too keen on telling his father his story. "Was his beard really long?" Shawn asked, just feeding the boys excitement with his new found discovery that Santa was real, well, sort of.

You went right back to where you were standing before to eat your own meal, just observing your two boys across from you in silence.

"Yup! It reached his belly! And Mommy was there too! And they were kissing!"

You almost choked with your coffee at Angelo's statement while Shawn tried his hardest to suppress his laugh, replacing his amusement with shock as his mouth turned into a shape of an O.

"They were what?!" The dad gasped in the most overly exaggerated way he could muster, and it took everything in your power to not hurl something at him. Instead, you just roll your eyes, keeping quiet as you let Shawn handle it in whatever way he prefers.

"Mommy and Santa were kissing just by the tree!" You couldn't help but be amused at the boy's memory as he didn't even seem like he was fully awake last night. But here he is, telling his dad that he just saw you kissing 'Santa Claus', which is not even at all surprising since Angelo does tell the both of you everything.

"Now I'm jelly that you got to see Santa Clause." Shawn leaned down to pout at Angelo, the little boy only patting his father's head in the most adorable way with a soft 'it's okay daddy you'll see him soon too' leaving his lips.

"And well, mommy is definitely going to be in big trouble with daddy." Shawn turned to you as he shot you a playful glare, sitting straight up with his arms crossed over his chest to seem mad, although that smug smirk on his lips was a clear indication that his words do have an underlying meaning in them. He even threw in a wink as if you didn't get it the first time. You felt your cheeks heat up, your legs unconsciously pressing together as you broke eye contact with your man.

"Didn't Santa leave you some presents Angelo?" You cleared your throat, quickly changing the subject and diverting the little boy's attention. You did not miss the chuckle from Shawn as he grinned wide, all proud at himself for still having that effect on you no matter what, a blessing and a curse in your part really.

"He did?" Angelo craned his neck to glance at the Christmas tree, his eyes twinkling even more once he saw the number of presents placed underneath it. "Can I open them now? Pretty please can I? I can't wait until Christmas." You couldn't suppress your giggle as Angelo tried his best to sport the cutest puppy eyes that he could. It was already hard to resists the boy anyway so him being all adorable was just the icing on the cake.

You turned to the boy's dad only to catch him looking at you already with an expression you couldn't quite pinpoint. You raised a brow at him to which Shawn only returned with a nervous smile, his sudden change in attitude only making your curiosity grow as to what's going on inside his head.

Shawn looked away first with a faint blush on his cheeks, leaning on the counter as he spared his son his full attention again. "You can open one right now after you finish your breakfast buddy."

Angelo lets out a victorious glee at that, face all bright with a smile to match as he munched his meal, and never has he ever finished his breakfast that quick in his entire existence.

* * *

"Go ahead and pick one with your name on it." Shawn chuckled as he ruffled Angelo's hair, the morning sun shining through the windows and illuminating the entire living room.

Shawn sat down beside you on the plush white couch, his arm slinging over your shoulder as he stared at you with a certain look on his face, an almost awestruck expression with a hint of nervousness.

"What's gotten into you?" You giggled, pushing the curl that landed on his forehead back, his smile sweet as a soft sigh came out of him. "Nothing, I just love you so much." The tone in Shawn's voice made you question if it really was nothing, because it truly does seem that there was something on his mind. Plus, being so close to his side, hand laying soft against his bare torso, you felt how his heartbeat picked up the pace all of a sudden.

Before you could even ask him about it some more though, Angelo's voice echoed throughout the whole space. "This one!"

You tore your eyes off of Shawn to see Angelo hurling a present towards the both of you, the little boy sporting an all-knowing smile as he so obviously picked the biggest one to open first. It was an oddly shaped present, the wrapping paper not going in one direction and is all crumpled, a very big sign that Shawn surely wrapped this with his own bare hands. You kind of already have a hunch on what it is, even if Shawn didn't tell you, the length of it was kind of a dead giveaway.

A hearty laugh was heard from Shawn as he shook his head at his son. "Of course you've got the big one, open it up bud and let's see what it is." Angelo tore up the paper with no mercy at all, grin all wide and growing even wider as his gift slowly took form in a shape of a mini guitar in a black case that was smooth and sleek.

"Woah! Santa gave me a guitar!" The little boy exclaimed, his enthusiasm rubbing off of you as you couldn't stop grinning yourself.

Shawn stood from his place to help Angelo open the case, the six-stringed instrument coming into view in all its polished wood glory just seconds later. You could make out the engraved initials A.M. on the corner of the mini guitar and Angelo was more than thrilled when his dad pointed it out.

"I'm going to be like you Daddy!" The look on Shawn's face was the most heartwarming thing that you've had the pleasure of seeing first hand, the pure joy and pride painting his face at the words of his son melting your heart over and over. Shawn could only pull Angelo in for a hug, lips pressing on top of his head, knowing that if he spoke, he'd get all teary-eyed.

"Anyway bud, Auntie Liyah and Grandma are coming over in a few minutes to take you to the mall so let's go get you bundled up." Your brows furrowed in confusion as Shawn spoke. The dad only gave you a quick glance, mouthing a quick 'tell you later' while Angelo shouted in glee, his little body springing up as he ran back to his room, Shawn on his tail with the guitar in hand.

Once they were gone and out of sight, as if on cue, the doorbell rang. You walked to the door to open it, Karen and Aaliyah greeting you with sweet smiles, the two of them all covered in sweaters and coats due to the winter weather.

"They'd be out in a second, Angelo's just gone to change." You said, opening the door wider for them to come inside. Aaliyah was the first to come inside, pulling you in for a warm hug, squeezing you tight before pulling away with an expression you couldn't quite understand. She was a bit emotional and you could only be curious as to why.

"You okay?" You asked, brows furrowed in concern to which Aaliyah only nodded with a giggle. "Never better."

Karen on the other hand was looking at you oddly, her eyes all glossed up as she reached to cup your face with both hands. "Shawn is so lucky to have you." She breathed out, a soft coo escaping your lips as you wrapped your arms around her.

"And I am so lucky to have your son too." You whispered, though more questions only piled itself up in your brain as this wasn't how you normally greet each other. Well, not this emotional at least.

"There's my favorite Mendes!" You and Karen turned to see Angelo jumping in Aaliyah's arms, the little boy all giggles and was now wrapped in his fluffy coat and jumper.

"What about me?" Shawn pouted as he emerged from the hallway, now wearing a white shirt instead of his bare chest from moments ago.

"Hello to you too brother." Aaliyah placed Angelo back on the ground to hug Shawn, the older brother giving her a kiss on the cheek with the loudest smack, making his sister groan as she pushes him away jokingly.

"Hi mum, I've missed you." Shawn approached his mum next with a bear hug. Karen pulled away and did the same thing by cupping Shawn's face, the curly-headed boy chuckling as he pulled his mother back in for a hug, whispering something in her ear that you didn't catch.

"We should get going before the mall gets even more packed." Aaliyah butted in, Angelo's tiny hands already in hers as the aunt gave her mum a knowing nod.

"Yeah we should. You two will just catch us later back at home yeah?"

"Yup. We'll drive down there later and spend the night. We haven't packed Angelo's stuff yet so we'll just bring it with us."

You may have been filthy rich now for the number of times you've grown so lost just by the last hour or so. Shawn didn't tell you any of this at all hence why you have completely no idea as to what this man's plan for today is. Hell, you didn't even know he had one as you only thought you'd spend all day in the house just relaxing and being cozy.

The next thing you knew you were already bidding goodbyes to the two women even if you've just said hello not even five minutes ago. Angelo small hand waving at you as they disappeared into the hallway, leaving you alone with a grinning man once you closed the door shut.

You walked over to him with a brow raised. "Why is everyone acting so weird all of a sudden?" Shawn only shrugged as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you to his body as his head dipped down to give you a chaste kiss. "Hmm, I don't know what you're talking about."

Shawn didn't give you a chance to let out any more questions as he keeps distracting you with his lips and his soft groans the more he deepens the kiss.

It was when he suddenly pulled away with that same nervous smile from earlier that you thought that he definitely was hiding something.

"I have an early gift for you too my love." He whispered, hot breath brushing against your lips and your heart beat only quickened from there. "Meet me in the music room." He added, letting go of you fully as you walked towards the music room with nothing but so many questions inside your head.

Shawn joined you just seconds later with a box in his hand, his jitters starting to show as he breathing started to get uneven just a little bit. He took your hand and beckoned you over to sit on the piano bench, you not missing how his hand was starting to get clammy.

His nervousness was starting to rub off on you as he handed you the box. Your eyes searching his for answer and he only gave you a shy smile. "Open it love."

You lifted the lid off to see two pieces of paper, pages torn from a notebook side by side inside a frame. You could make out his messy handwriting, so many words scribbled on it, some crossed out, others fully blackened. But what stood out from you the most was the clear tear stains, blotching up some of the ink and blurring some of the words, the state of the pieces of paper the first thing you focused on the you didn't bother and read it yet.

"It's a song I wrote for you." Shawn spoke, voice shaky as let's out a nervous chuckle. You tore your eyes away from the frame to look at him with a small pout on your lips.

Just then it made sense why the pages looked beaten and bruised, because it was the original piece he wrote the song on. He gave you the original draft, all his emotions poured into real, physical writing, the pieces of paper as a first hand witness as to what he went through while writing this song. He was showing you everything instead of just playing you the finished and produced product. In this way, he made it more special because it was all him, all the scribbles and tears, raw and untouched. No filters, no corrections, just pure him, flaws, imperfections and all.

It was tugging at your heart how sweet and thoughtful his gift was, just the sheer thought of him writing something for you was already making you emotional that the water works was just one tap away. "Did you cry writing this song?"

"I may or may not have shed a few tears. But it's all happy tears I promise." Shawn flashed you a reassuring smile, hand coming up to cup your cheek, thumb stroking your skin lovingly.

"Can I hear it?"

Shawn chuckled, hand leaving your face to lift the keylid up to reveal the black and white tiles. "Why'd you think we're sitting here on the piano honey?"

You watched him attentively when his fingers hovered over the keys, his hands shaking as spluttered. "Okay so uhm, I uh—"

"Bub what's wrong?"

"I'm just really nervous. I really hope you'll like it." Shawn confessed, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he looks at you shyly. You scooted closer to him as you rested his gift on your lap, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek as you said, "I'm pretty sure I'll love it Shawn."

He took a deep breath as he nodded, closing his eyes momentarily before his fingers started to play. The beautiful melody echoed around the room as you only listened, his beautiful voice following suit right after, his words invading your ears and going straight to your heart.

(a/n - the tune of the songs is this right here the lyrics below are all mine by the way so yeah. i suggest listening to it while continue on reading aha)

Waking up next to you; bodies intertwined; Hearts beating as one, so glad to call you mine; One look in your eyes and I tend to fall more every time;

It may sound cheesy but honey, you make my heart race; I think it's time for me, to pick up the pace; You truly own my heart and I wouldn't want it any other way;

And now I've got a few things to say,

Oh I'm the luckiest man; to ever have live; To have you in my arms makes me feel all the love, bliss and pure happiness; You're the only one I'll make love to; only one that I'll kiss;

Early in the morning, and late at night; You're the most beautiful girl, all your heart and your mind;

You are the one I want to spend rest of my life; Now it's left with me asking; Will you do me the honor of being my wife?

You felt your world stop at his question, more tears blurring your vision as you stared at him in complete and utter surprise. "What?"

Shawn lets out a nervous chuckle, eyes also tearing up as he looks at you with nothing but pure admiration. His fingers brushed with yours as he reached over to hold the box for you. "Take the frame out of the box honey." He whispered ever so gently, your brain still slowly processing what's happening as it feels like you're having an outer body experience.

With trembling hands, you slowly held the edges of the frame, lifting it up and setting it aside to see his hand writing again, but bigger and bolder this time. Four words, fourteen letters just staring right at you, a shiny diamond ring sitting right below it to match.

"Will you marry me?" Shawn repeated the question that was written on the box, your tear-filled eyes snapping back to his face and then back to the ring, and then back up to meet his eyes again.

You only nodded at first as you were full on crying now, soft sobs escaping your lips as the words were unable to form due to the numerous emotions swimming inside you. You took one deep and shaky breath as you tried to pull yourself together to at least form a coherent sentence to answer his burning question. Smiling at your man, you softly said, "Yes Shawn, of course I'll marry you."

Shawn's whole body visibly relaxed as he lets out a sigh of relief, his trembling fingers grabbing the ring as his other hand took hold of yours. He pulled it up to his lips first, glossy eyes staring back at yours before finally slipping it on, the ring a perfect fit to match an equally beautiful and perfect moment.

You grabbed his face with both hands as you crashed your lips against his, both of you smiling with tears rolling down your cheeks as nothing but pure euphoria engulfed both of you. A kiss so tender and sweet yet so filled with love that could only make you feel complete, content, fulfilled.

Words can never do justice to how happy you feel right now. You just feel so overjoyed to be able to spend this Christmas surrounded by the people you love and the man of your dreams.

Or in another term, your fiancé.

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meg-tann · 5 years

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Happy Birthday handsome

Bucky x Reader

Continued from the fire in eyes - NOT CHAPTER TWO

You shot up from the bed sweat rolling down your forehead. Turning to look at where your husband Bucky slept, only to see him sleeping soundly with soft snores coming from his mouth. "It was all a dream," you muttered to yourself softly, sighing. You adjusted your pillow and made yourself comfortable by cuddling up against Bucky, he shifted slightly but wrapped his flesh arm around your waist pulling you closer to his body. Finally, you went back to sleep again.

*The next morning*

"Should we wake her up?" "I don't know." "She promised though." "Yeah"

"Mummy, wake up mummy it's daddy's birthday" You heard the voices of your 4-year-old twin girls Samantha and Aaliyah whispering while softly shaking you. You had promised them that you would bake some cupcakes for Bucky (Decorated like a plum ;) ) as a birthday surprise from the girls.

"Ok, ok I'm up. Shhhh! Daddy's still asleep." You whispered putting your index finger up to your lips while looking into their bright blue eyes. They were wearing their Captain America pyjamas, courtesy of Steve, had their brunette hair tied up in pigtails that lay messily on their shoulder.

"Come on sweet cheeks," You said patting both their bums, shooing them out of the bedroom to give Bucky some privacy while sleeping because well, he sleeps naked...

It would be a traumatising if they caught him like that.

Once we arrived in the kitchen, you lay out the ingredients and equipment on the countertop before dragging over two high chairs for Sam and Aly to stand on.

They started mixing all the ingredients, under the supervision of yourself. You thought back to last night, why would you have a dream or a nightmare like that? What scared you was that it was so vivid and detailed, it still makes you shudder in thought now. "Mummy? Mummy" You heard Sam call for you, making you snap out of the daydream. "Yes, dear? Are you guys done already?" You asked staring down at them, watching them nod in unison. That always scared you and Bucky out, you know, twins doing the same things at the same time. Yeah.

"Alright, why don't you guys start on the icings, I will pop this in the oven and then I will come back and help." You said, for 4-year-olds they were incredibly smart.

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You watched them intently as they iced the cupcakes, trying to copy pictures of plums from off your phone screen. They had their tongues sticking out in concentration as they piped the blue icing around the top of the cupcake before sticking a cake pop decorated like a plum that you made the night before on top.

"Why blue sweeties?" You asked curiously. "Cause daddy is a boy and boys are supposed to like blue!" Aly claimed excitedly. You chuckled at their slight ignorance but come on their four. They still think boys in school have 'Cooties' as they call it.

"Alright, are you guys done? Daddy is gonna be up soon" You said looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, the time showing 10 am in the morning. They nodded and showed their finished pieces.

"Oh my! Aren't they just stunning" You gasped.

Alright, let's go wake daddy up, shall we?" You said mischievously before taking their cupcakes from their hands. We walked up to the bedroom you shared with your husband Bucky and quietly opened the door cringing when it squeaked loudly. Thankfully that didn't wake Bucky up. You stared at your husband in amusement he was curled up in the duvet, his muscular back exposed but his lower half covered. Thank goodness.

You watched Sam and Aly run towards Bucky and jump on his chest while shouting daddy trying to get him to wake up. Even though you knew he was awake when they screamed it first, They didn't.

"DADDY!DADDY!WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY!" you saw them still trying to get Bucky to 'wake up'.

"Bucky Babe, Give them a break. Open your eyes." You said chuckling at how out of breath your daughters after that. You watched Bucky's eyes snap open immediately, his bright blue eyes that mirrored Sam and Aly's staring at them. He chuckled and kissed them both on the nose. "I'm sorry принцесс, thank you so much."

You handed Sam and Aly their cupcakes watching as they switched them with each other. This making Bucky burst out in laughter as you blushed, your cheeks heating up and turning a light pink tone.

"These are for you daddy we made them with mummy this morning," Sam mentioned "But we decorated them and made it ourselves?" Aly said confused looking up at her slightly older twin sister.

"Yeah, but mummy did measure everything. make the plums as well as bake them for us" Sam argued with her sister.

"Alright, принцесс Sammy and Mummy made hers together." "But Aly made it herself," Bucky said calming the two girls down. "I love them both equally" He continued taking a huge bite out off both the cupcakes at the same time.

You giggled at his silliness. You watched him try and swallow both the bites at the same and ultimately failing.

"Alright guys, I think it is time to go take a bath. Uncle Steve, Uncle Sam, Uncle Vision, Aunt Wanda and Aunt Natasha are coming over in 5 minutes."

* I'm sorry, I felt the need to write even the slightest bit of smut* *Skip it if you like, it isn't as graphic as some others that are bound to come soon*

You watched them rush to their room excited to see their aunts and uncles again. You climbed onto the bed straddling your insanely gorgeous and well-built husband while leaving kisses on his metal arm then sucking on his throat below his protruding Adam's apple.

Bucky moaned in pleasure as you continued kissing down his chest.

He took in a sharp breath when you started kissing his V-lines before coming to a stop. "God doll, you really know how to tease a man." He said annoyed yet turned on.

"I know.."You smirked up at him continuing your previous actions. Starting at mouth and throat then down his chest and then lifting the covers slightly exposing him.

You lightly blew on his sensitive skin and placing a small kiss on it. He let out the most pornographic groan loudly, his eyes widened and slapped his hand around. God, you loved it when he forgot how loud he really was. You covered him up again and moved to straddle him again. Only this time you could feel him pressed up against your inner thigh. "Mmmhmm, Happy birthday handsome," You said peck on his lips each word.

You started making out with him roughly, pressing your lips against his and shoving your tongue in his mouth and battled for dominance against yours. You started to grind your hips against him, him groaning and you moaning through the kiss. You ran your hands through his freshly cut hair and pulling on it hard, grinding your hips harder creating friction between you guys.

"Cough Cough Cough" You heard a voice come from the door of your bedroom. You immediately stopped your actions much to Bucky's dismay turning towards the door. You groaned annoyed helping to cover your husband's cock with your legs, failing slightly from it being even larger than before due to him being turned on by previous events.

*Smut ends* (for now)

You saw Steve and Sam by the door covering both your daughter's eyes with their arms. Sam smirking at you and Bucky cheekily and Steve staring at you shocked and disgusted.

"Uncle Stevie? Uncle Sammie? We can't see" They said. "I know pumpkins, but we can't let you see right now cause mummy and daddy are planning something very special for you and Sam on your birthdays," Steve said

"Let's go outside and wait till mommy and daddy finish alright? We can go do shopping and get ice cream till then ok?" Sam said before mouthing 'Fix that first, we got it' thrusting his hips and making the blow job sign. You and bucky glared at him and they both ran out.

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outside*

Steve and Sam put some music on and put headphones on the two girls before filling Wanda, Natasha, Vision in on what is about to go down.

"They were about the fuck, and we told them to continue. We need to bring them shopping and get ice cream with them for about 2 hours" Sam explained bluntly while pointing at the two twins playing on each of their phones.

Wanda, Natasha and Vision just nodded before ushering the girls out of the house.

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*Back in the room*

"I'm sorry baby, I took it too far," You said looking down "Are you joking? fuck doll that was so hot" "The only thing is that you have to fix this now," He said pointing at his large boner. you bit your lip and smiled at him.

"Alright then Sarge, where were we?" You asked him using his rank name before ripping off your tank top and throwing it somewhere in the room. you pushed the covers to the ground and taking off your shorts and underwear at the same time leaving you both naked. you quickly jumped to rub your own clit in front of him, your wet pussy on full display as you pleasured yourself on bucky's chest juices flowing down and onto his stomach.

“fuck fuck fuck bucky, your fingers are amazing' “You like fucking me with those metal fingers while you jerk off?” “Oh god yes baby yes' bucky whined while reaching behind you to stroke his own cock, his hand speeding up and his moans getting louder.

You felt his hips buck each time he stroked himself. You wanted to pleasure him yourself but him masturbating his got to be the hottest and most stimulating thing ever.

You grabbed his metal hand and sticking two fingers into your pussy, the sight of your walls contracting and adjusting to his fingers while pushing out even more juices was just... Fuck.

You could feel bucky start to take control of his own fingers, this man...this man will be the end of you.

“Please Bucky...I need more”

“Harder”

“Faster”

“Deeper?”

“ALL!” “OH GOD BUCKY ALL!” You screamed

“Since you asked so nicely, He adjusted his position, now you were below him. he still continued to give you sight by continuing to stroke that thick cock. He pressed his lips against your wet cunt before sucking you dry, he stuck in another two fingers and setting an even faster pace, if that was even possible.

“Come on doll.. scream for me, scream my name”

“Let everyone know how good I make you feel”

“YES BUCK! OH FUCK! OH SHIT! FUCK MY PUSSY AND I WILL GIVE YOU A BLOW JOB! FUCK! FUCK! SUCH A BIG COCK ON DISPLAY FOR ME!”

“DON’T STOP BUCK”

“JAMES”

“DADDY!”

he curled his fingers inside you and started to scissor his fingers at your G-spot, He leaned on his knees while stroking his cock and finger fucking you, loving how your back would arch in such immense pleasure holding onto and gripping the bed sheets as if your life depended on it.

"Fuck Bucky! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! FUCK" you screamed, 'James' and 'Bucky' falling from your lips as you continued to rub your clit and finger yourself.

“Yeah? You gonna cum all over my hand? So fucking gorgeous” He said letting go of his insanely hard cock to bite down on your nipple. You pulled and tugged at his hair.

Soon enough you came, you could feel the cum rushing out you and drenching bucky’s hand in cum, Euphoria crashing into you as you relaxed.

"Holy shit doll, look at what a mess you made," Bucky said making you look down at his arms, abs, chest and thighs. They were wet and glistening, cum dripping down the sides of his body. Holy shit you just squirted.

'fuck y/n you are such a sexy doll, pussy so wet, squirting all over your daddy' 'so sexy, driving me crazy' his hand going back to his cock, squeezing his cock tightly and moving his big hand up and down his equally as large cock.

“Oh god- there you go darling. Yes...feels so good baby don’t stop shit”

Bucky fell back on his back, his legs spread out wide giving you a show, his hands went back to stroking his hard cock extremely fast while massaging his balls.

“Fucking hell y/n right their doll. such a good girl” He cried out, His tip was painfully red and you watched as he got himself off, his thumb sliding over the tip and rubbing the pre-cum over his large cock. he looked so fucking beautiful and fuck you were getting wet just watching him again.

You had enough, he hasn’t cummed yet so you took matters into your own hands. You climbed towards him, his eyes were screwed shut from pleasure so he didn't see you. You wrapped your lips around the tip, smacking his hands off him. His eyes snapped open and let out the most pornographic moan you had ever heard. Fuck it was hot.

“Fuck doll.. your mouth feels like velvet. YES YES YES MOUTH SO WARM”

'fuck I’m not-no-not gonna last.FUCK!' bucky cried out, strings of cum shot from his tip landing everywhere, your stomach, the bedsheets and his hand and thighs.

"That is what you call man-squirting," You said rolling off your husband and cuddling up to him. He chuckled.

"Happy birthday Sargent James Buchanan Barnes"

'Thank you doll" Bucky replied

"Just so you know Sarge cause this isn't the only time today you get this treatment today..if you cummed like that for me just squirting, good luck tonight baby," You said.

a/ N: I don't really know what this turned into, I guess I just got really horny all of a sudden. Don't worry I will write an actual chapter 2 for Fire in eyes.

Alright, love you guys! Bye

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