you make it worth it

One Shots

Dancer : Shawn’s girlfriend is a dancer and he really likes it.

Worried : Shawn doesn’t hear from you and gets worried.

Body Wash : Shawn gets needy when he’s stressed.

Stressed : Y/N is stressed and Shawn does everything he can to relax her. 

Berry Kiss : Shawn is curious about his girlfriend’s makeup.

Pumpkin Carving : Pumpkin carving with Shawn doesn’t quite go to plan.

Just Friends : Shawn takes care of his very drunk best friend. He’s also slightly in love with her. 

Naptime : Shawn and his girl take a nap together.

I Trust You : Y/N helps Shawn get ready for a night out.

Make Me Yours : Y/N and Shawn are friends with benefits, but it isn’t as simple as that for Shawn.

The Essentials : Shawn cheers you up after a stressful day.

Lil Snowman : A Winter’s walk in Toronto with Shawn.

Love On You: Drunk, soft, freaky Shawn. 

That’s My Girl: Y/N leaves after an argument and Shawn is determined to put things to rights. 

Prompts

“get up off your ass and dance with me…please.”

Requests

Helpless

We’re A Team

Loving the vibe

Summary: Shawn gets needy when he’s stressed.

1k of fluff

warnings: slight suggestion of smut?

a/n: please feel free to leave requests:)

Masterlist

Y/N could tell Shawn was stressed the second he walked through the door of his condo, where she was sat at the kitchen table working on her laptop, she could sense it. When Shawn got stressed, Shawn got needy. He let out a few heavy sighs as he stomped over and stood behind the chair Y/N was sitting in, resting his head on top of hers, squinting at her laptop to see what she was doing.

“What’s up babe?” Y/N queried, wiggling her head out from beneath her boyfriend’s weight to lean back and look at him.

He was pouting, his plump bottom lip stuck out adorably as he looked down at Y/N.

“Nothing.” He huffed, his bottom lip jutting out further.

Y/N rolled her eyes at his childishness and returned her attention to her laptop.

“Babyyyy.” He whined, leaning over and pulling her hands away from the keyboard, holding them both in his own.

“Come cuddle, I’m stressed.” He said softly into her ear, nuzzling his cheek against the side of her face.

“Once I’ve finished this essay, I promise.” He groaned at her and she turned her head so they were face to face, looking into his soft hazel eyes, looking glassy in the dim light.

“Fine. I’ll come cuddle with you.” She caved.

A bright smile took over his previously glum face and he tugged her up from the table, linking their fingers together and leading her to the large white sofa. He collapsed onto it, the cushions almost   swallowing him as he pulled her down on top of him, chest to chest with each other.

“Much better.” He mumbled into her hair, kissing the top of her head.

“You gonna tell me what’s up then?” she asked, looking up at him as he twirled some of her hair round his fingers.

“There isn’t really one particular thing, just a bunch of stuff. That song I played you the other day? I can’t get the lyrics right, its driving me insane, I used to be able to get lyrics down no problem but with this one I just can’t.”

Y/N nodded in understanding, waiting for him to continue.

“Then I got annoyed and sad because I couldn’t meet you for lunch today like usual - god I sound so stupid.” He shut his eyes, throwing an arm above his head.

“No you don’t, keep going. Get it off your chest.”

“Then I tried to stop off and get you those sunflower and rose bouquets you showed me on Twitter the other night but they had no goddamn sunflowers left and it just felt like one thing after another.” Y/N smiled up at him, shaking her head.

“That’s so cute Shawn, but please don’t beat yourself up about it, I don’t need flowers.” She assured him, pressing a firm kiss to his cheek.

“Yeah but you deserve it. I wanted to and I couldn’t, it just frustrated me. Then when I was driving home this guy cut me off and it got to me so bad, I was so mad Y/N, its so stupid.” He rubbed a hand on his forehead in frustration “and I still can’t finish that fucking song.” He let out a long breath, indicating he was finished.

Y/N frowned, her hand sliding underneath his shirt and up his side, her fingers gently brushing back and forth in soothing motions.

“You’re clearly stressed about the song, babe. Because of that, everything else is piling up and it feels like the world is against you.”

He nodded at her words, goosebumps rising on his arms at her gentle touch on his body.

“Just don’t know how to switch off.”  He grumbled, pulling her closer to him, if that was even possible.

“C’mon, you’ve been out all day and its getting late, have a shower and we can cuddle in bed. You need to relax and get some sleep.” she sat up, her legs on either side of his body, his hands immediately going to her hips, rubbing small circles over the fabric of her leggings.

“I can think of another way to relax.” He winked at her, his hand slipping up her sweater to cup her bare breast until she slapped him away.

“Sex does not solve all problems, Shawn. You ever heard of self-care?”

“Sex with you is my self-care.” He grumbled and she rolled her eyes at him jokingly, climbing off of him and running to the bathroom to turn on the shower.

She spotted his reflection leaning against the doorway, a soft smile on his face.

“Thank you, angel.” He said, stepping into the bathroom and wrapping his arms around her middle.

He leaned down and pressed a light kiss to her neck.

“You joining me?” he asked innocently as he pulled back and began taking his shirt off.

“Babe, I really need to finish this essay, if I get in the shower with you now there is no chance I’m getting it finished tonight.”

He pouted but knew she was right. She left him in the bathroom to shower as she climbed into their bed to finish her work.

Shawn shuffled through to the bedroom shortly after, a fluffy white towel draped loosely around his hips, heart swelling as he saw Y/N all cuddled up in his bed, one of his shirts falling from her shoulder, glasses perched on the end of her nose, completely engrossed in her essay. He slipped on a pair of boxers and got in bed beside his girl, tucking himself underneath the duvet snugly.

Y/N yawned, closing her laptop and scooting closer to her sleepy boy. He stretched out his arms and pulled her into his chest, her nose pressed into his neck, inhaling his scent.

“Uh Shawn?” Y/N grinned, sitting up in bed.

“What?”

“Did you use my body wash? The raspberry and vanilla one?” she laughed.

“Oh um…” Shawn’s cheeks flushed slightly.

“And is that my shampoo I can smell?” she giggled, bringing her nose down to Shawn’s freshly washed hair and inhaling the familiar scent of her coconut shampoo.

Shawn wriggled away “Don’t tease me, I’m fragile.” He whined “You always relax me, I just wanted to smell like you.” He said quietly, almost inaudibly.

“You lil cutie.” Y/N replied, giggling at how endearing Shawn was.

Shawn simply responded by hiding his blushing face in her neck, mumbling into her skin about how good he smells now.

a/n: so remember ages ago when Shawn got in an ice path and was panting and moaned ‘i love you’ all breathy. yeah, this is where my brain went.

⚠️Warning: cock warming, fluff, and smut. kinda?

Word count: 1.4K

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You were lounging comfortably in your bed, leaning up against the headboard your computer on your lap, with an opened word document with nothing more than a paragraph written for a midterm paper due soon, and your phone in your hand while you scrolled through twitter. It looked a little silly, sure but that’s how Shawn found you when he walked into your shared bedroom, toeing off his boots. “Hey, baby.” He smiles when he walks into the room. His hair is still a little wet at the ends and he has that look in his eyes that he always has when he looks at you for the first time after a long day and it makes your heart melt. “You know you broke the internet with that one, right?” you smirk over at him. You had only watched the video that had been uploaded to twitter a few dozen times and had been reading everyone’s - completely valid - meltdown that followed because well…they weren’t wrong. That is exactly what Shawn sounded like when the two of you were together…well more or less. And seeing it - hearing it? Had planted a little seed in your head. “With what?” he asks, tossing his shirt lazily on the floor. It drives you crazy and you want to tell him to put his clothes away in the hamper like a civilized person but you let it slide just this once because the sound of him letting out a breathy ‘I love you’ still echoed in your head. You raise your eyebrow at him and then he’s flashing you a cocky smirk letting you know, he knows exactly what it is he’s done. “You really don’t play fair.”   “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He smiles innocently pulling the covers back on his side of the bed sliding in beside you. “You’re such a tease you know that.” You giggle “Last I checked, you didn’t mind my teasing.” he smiles closing your laptop for you and placing it on the nightstand on his side of the bed. He placed a sweet kiss to your cheek before pulling you down into the covers with him, your back pressed to his chest. “I swear I’m still numb” he half chuckles, flexing his cold fingers out against your stomach. “Sitting in a bath full of ice will do that to you.” you chuckle. That’s when you get the idea. You’d read about it before, ages ago when you went down a rabbit hole on the internet. A lot of the stuff terrified you. Some things you vowed you’d never tell Shawn, but this seemed tame enough and you thought it would be something fun to try but the opportunity never really presented itself until now. So without much of a warning, you turn around in his arms and bring your lips to his. The kiss was sweet and lazy, both of you too tired to put in any real effort, Shawn obviously more so, but it still grows hungrier. Your hands roaming up his chest, then finding its way into his hair, giving it a light pull at the nape of his neck. It’s enough to get him to moan into the kiss. But then he pulls away, only for a second resting his forehead against yours with a dopey grin on his face. “Not that I’m opposed but what exactly -” “I’m warming you up,” you say simply, going in for another quick kiss. He looks down at you with his brows knitted together, focused on keeping his hands to himself. Or at least stationed on your hips, ready to spin you around for a basic cuddle session before bed. Because as much as he would love to pound you into oblivion, he’s also exhausted and just doesn’t have the energy to give you the attention you deserve. He was a lot of things, but a selfish lover, he was not. Without any warning, you’ve got him flipped on his back and you’re straddling his lap, rolling your hips into his slowly and kissing down his neck. A hand snaked between the two of you, stroking him through his Calvins, and that’s when he nearly loses it. He’s a little embarrassed how easy it is for her to get him so worked up, but it was also a long day and it’d felt like ages since you’ve had proper time together. “Honey - “ he moans, almost begs as you rub him through his boxer briefs. “I can’t tonight.” He whimpers into your mouth, pulling you away from him a little but you don’t budge.   “Just trust me. I want to try something.” you coo. He looks at you skeptical but doesn’t object. “You’ll like it I promise.” Your hand has found it’s way past the barrier of the material and your hand had finally wrapped around his cock, making him hiss, biting at his bottom lip. It only takes a few pumps of your hand and several sucks to his favorite spot on his neck before he’s stiff in your hand. You smile against his neck, victorious in your efforts before pulling your own panties to the side, rubbing his tip up and down your folds. He lets out a moan at the feeling of your wetness dripping down his cock and he knows he’s done for. Slowly you sink down onto him and he lets out the softest comfortable moan. Your breath hitches slightly as you get used to his girth.  It’s a stretch, the best kind and you quickly wonder why this is the first time you’d ever thought to do this. You’ve always loved the way that the two of you fit perfectly, how he filled you up just the right amount. “Fuck -” he moans, placing a quick peck to your shoulder as you lean down taking your place back tucked into his neck placing soft kisses there, and nibbling just at the right spots. You were always so tight and warm around his cock, he swears he’d never get used to it. He wraps his arms around you holding you tight against him as you breathe each other in. Neither of you says anything for a while, just enjoying being so close but then he gets curious. There he was, underneath you. Fuck, inside you. He was completely at your mercy and yet you weren’t doing anything about it. “Honey, what are you doing?” he whispers. He’s not sure why he whispers, but the moment felt much too tender to be interrupted. “Shhhh.” you say quite seriously causing him to chuckle a little “Let me warm you up.” As strange as the feeling was at first, having you wrapped around him without any of the usual movements that go along with it he didn’t hate it. He really enjoyed it actually. “This is nice.” he says after a few minutes finally breaking the silence, “You feel good.” He relaxes into the mattress, placing a kiss to the side of your head buried in his neck. He gives your side a quick reassuring squeeze, making you look up at him. “Get up for a second, I want to try it a different way.” So as much as you hate it, you rolled off of him and laid next to him on the bed, and he quickly pulled you into his chest, your back to his front. He lifted your leg up slightly, to gain access before running his cock up and down, rubbing against your clit and dipping himself inside of you. This time you let out a little moan and reach back for his hand intertwining your fingers, bringing it up to your chest. It was by far your favorite position and even though there was no intention of doing anything more than just this, it still felt incredible having him buried inside you. “Yeah, I like this.” He sighs into your neck. “Told you.” giggle causing your muscles to constrict around him and he lets out a light hiss. “Okay, don’t do that.” He growls into your neck. Besides being ridiculously too tired to really try anything, he was enjoying the intimacy of being so close to you way too much for it to go past that, as crazy as it sounds. “Sorry,” you say biting back a smile. “Can we do this more?” He says softly into your ear, placing a little kiss just below it. “Absolutely.” you smile bringing his hand wrapped around your middle up, placing a soft kiss to the back of his hand.

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