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Dad Shawn is going to be the death of me
“Baby would you just calm down” you said looking up at him from where you were laying down.
His attention turned to you his eyes filled with worry and wonder. This was the first time that he was able to make it to one of your ultra sounds and he was nervous to say the least. But at the same time he was excited to see his baby for the first time.
“Sorry honey, I’m just excited” he said running his tattooed hand through his curls.
“I’ve noticed” you said with a chuckle.
There was a brief knock on the door followed by the door opening to reveal your doctor
“How are we doing today?” she asked with a smile hands in the pockets of her white lab coat
“Good Dr.Sonja” you said with a smile.
“Can’t say the same for him through” you said with a chuckle motioning to your nervous husband.
“Ah Mr.Mendes I see that you were able to make it this time” the doctor said as she got everything prepared for the ultra sound.
Shawn was leaning against the bed you were laying on heart fixed on the small monitor off to your side.
You let out a small gasp feeling the cold gel against your stomach
“It’s cold” you mumbled as the doctor spread it around.
“You think you would be used to it by now” Shawn with a smile on his face.
You rolled your eyes sticking out your tongue at him.
“Alright here we go” the doctor said gaining both of your attentions.
Shawn looked mesmerized looking at the blurry image on the screen in front of the doctor.
“That’s it? Where is the head and the feet?” he questioned a confused look on his face.
The doctor pointed to the parts of the screen explaining what they were looking at.
He seemed so focused on the screen a small smile on his face as he held onto your hand rubbing his thumb against your hand, something he often did without realizing
You felt his hold on your hand tighten when a small thumping sound filled the room.
“Is tha-“ he let out a gasp his eyes going wide as he listening to his baby’s heart beat
“Oh my god” he said his eyes getting glossy.
“[Y/N]” he said looking down at you with a giant smile.
“That’s our baby’s heartbeat, out little baby…” he said his gaze moving to your stomach.
You nodded your head happily not being able to help the tears that filled your eyes.
“That’s incredible” he said listening carefully.
“Wait” the doctor said doing something on the monitor.
“What is it?” Shawn asked getting worried that something was wrong.
The doctor let out a chuckle looking at you.
“There is two heart beats!” she said happily.
“What?” Shawn asked, voiced laced with confusion.
“The baby has two heartbeats??” he questioned making the doctor laugh.
“Wait that means” you said not being able to finish your sentence as you let out a gasp covering your mouth.
“Congratulations Mrs. Mendes your expecting twins”
The expression on Shawn’s face at that moment was priceless.
“Twi- Twins?” he questioned his gaze finding yours.
“I’ll give you two a moment, I’ll be right back” the doctor said giving you some tissue to clean up your stomach
As soon as the doctor was out of the room Shawn was leaning over you giving you a sloppy kiss on the lips.
“Twins! We’re going to have twins!” he said happily kissing your face all over.
You let out a giggle grabbing onto his hands.
“I know babe I know” you said watching him freak out over the happy news
“I can’t wait to tell everyone. Aaliyah is going to be so excited!
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sinfulshawn answered:
“She’s stirring, babe. What do I do? Shit, she keeps kicking. Honey?” Shawn’s constant worried voice rang in your ears.
You squeezed your eyes shut, wanting nothing more than to curl into your king-sized bed and sleep while cuddled up to your fiance.
Shawn, however, had other ideas.
He couldn’t take his eyes off your two-day-old daughter, Rosalie, and insisted on staying by her side the entirety of her first night home.
You waddled back over to your baby and man-baby, cuddling yourself into your (Shawn’s) shirt as you stood beside him.
You peered over Rosalie’s bassinet, sighing to yourself when you realized she was in fact, asleep, and was just dreaming.
“Babe, she’s not stirring, she’s fine… she’s sound asleep. You heard the doctor, when the baby sleeps, the momma sleeps. Come to bed.”
Shawn stared at his little girl for a few more moments, contemplating as to whether he could even take a step away.
“You get some sleep then, mumma. I’ll take care of our baby.” He tried to negotiate.
You pouted at him with another sigh.
“Shawn, our baby is sleeping, now please come and cuddle your other baby ‘cause she just pushed a human out of her vagina and she really wants cuddles with her man.”
His shoulders fell at your words, a pout on his lips as he pulled you into his chest.
You both stood in the darkness of your room, cuddled together and peering over at your sleeping daughter. The daughter you and Shawn made.
“She looks just like you,” Shawn whispered happily into your hair, a blush creeping to your cheeks under the darkness.
“She’s got your curls.” You hummed.
It was the first thing you noticed when you gave birth, her full head of hair; sporting the Mendes signature.
“It’s our baby. We made her, Y/N. She’s our little girl. I… I’m a dad, and you’re a mum.” He whispered, more to himself than you, as though he was trying to convince himself that this was all real.
“I love you. I love you both so fucking much.” Shawn sighed, holding you tighter as you gazed up at him and kissed his slightly stubbled chin.
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song-bird-shawn answered:
But Shawn as a dad would be the cutest thing in the world. I cant.
He heard the soft melody of Falling All In You as soon as he opened the front door. A smile appeared on his face as he closed the door behind him walking into the living room.
“Listening to my songs again babe?” he called out. He stopped in his tracks his heart swelling at the site in front of him.
You were passed out on the couch with your twins cuddled each of them cuddled up against your side the soft melody playing from the speakers.
His heart felt like it was about the burst at the shear cuteness of the three of you as he watched you for a few moments. If they had asked him a few years ago if he ever imagined himself having a family like the one he did now he would have said no.
Sometimes the pop star life was too much for him and he felt that it was not fair for him to put anyone through that. But you came into his life and showed him that you were willing to share that burden him, he knew you were the one.
He was smitten for you from day one and he was glad that you took the chance on him and became his wife.
Not only that but you gave him two beautiful angels as daughters and he could not be any happier.
He walked closer to the three of you hearing the soft snoring coming from his daughters. He let out a soft chuckle seeing Emma drooling onto your shirt in her sleep.
“Honey” he called out softly stroking your hair as you opened your eyes slowly. You smiled as soon as you saw him standing in front of you.
“Your home” you said looking up at him. He nodded his head looking down at the twins.
“They were a handful weren’t they?” he questioned feeling bad that he wasn’t able to get out of the studio early enough to come home to help you out.
You shook your head letting out a little yawn.
“It was fine, we all missed you and they just really wanted to hear their dad’s voice so I decided to let them listen to the album and I guess we just fell asleep” you whispered not wanting to wake up the twins.
Shawn smiled at the thought of girls missing him.
He lifted Ella in his arms as you lifted Emma to take them into bed and tuck them in. He smiled at the way the little girl squirmed in his arms not happy about the fact that she was pulled out of her comfortable resting place.
Shawn kissed each of them goodnight as he wrapped an arm around your waist walking to your guys shared bedroom.
You were about to walk into the bathroom to brush your teeth and get ready for bed when his hand on your waist tightened gently pulling you in for a kiss.
He pulled away slightly his lips brushing against yours as he spoke
“Thank you” he whispered.
You pulled away a little further to look up at him, your eyes searching his
“For what?”
“For being my wife and giving me this wonderful family” he said a content smile on his face
best gift ever
A/N: I’m not really in the Christmas spirit yet, so I decided to write something to help me get there. So here you go, bubs, here’s a Christmas-themed blurb with some fluffy Dad!Shawn fluff!
Buying Christmas gifts for Shawn has always been a difficult task. It’s hard to buy something for him that he doesn’t already have. He has enough money to buy whatever he wants when he wants it, so he has no burning wishes.
It doesn’t help that Shawn is always reluctant to give you a proper wish list either. His lists usually consist of three wishes:
- Kisses
- Cuddles
- Blowjobs
This year, however, is a little different. When you’d asked Shawn for a wish list, he’d given you a piece of paper, and you were sure those same three things would be on it. You were wrong. It only said one thing:
- A baby
After Halloween two months ago, you had decided to go off the pill and start trying for another one. There hadn’t been any luck - until now, that is.
That’s why the first thing you do on Christmas morning is not running downstairs to the tree and the presents; it’s running to the bathroom to throw up.
The house is quiet, everyone still asleep, when you return to Shawn’s old room. Christmas at Manny and Karen’s usually involves getting up incredibly early, but you seem to have beat everyone to it. Shawn and Luke are still cuddled up in bed, and it warms your heart to look at them.
You have always been very adamant that Luke should learn to sleep alone in his own bed so that you wouldn’t have a problem with him crawling into you and Shawn’s bed every night. No babies would have been made if that had happened.
But for Christmas, you’ve permitted it. And now, standing in the doorway, you’re glad you have. It’s such a sight, your two boys all snuggled up in their jammies. You let your hand rest on your stomach, still kinda flat as you’re obviously not far along.
“I hope you’re a girl, little bub,” you whisper, smiling down at where the bump will start showing. “But no matter what, I’ll still love you like crazy, okay?” Your thumb rubs over the silky fabric of your nightshirt. “And I mean that. You can be whatever you want, and Daddy and I will still love you so much.”
When you hear the duvets shifting, you quickly yank away your hand from your tummy. Glancing over, you find it to be your son, waking from his slumber, drowsy and confused. However, when he finds your gaze, his adorable little face lights up, and a massive smile appears on his mouth.
“Christmas!” he shrieks, bouncing excitedly, and you know his father won’t be asleep for much longer.
Much later, after having opened presents and eaten breakfast, Luke is playing on the floor with some of his new toys, and of course, everyone is sat or stood around him, looking at him with adoring eyes. You wonder how the poor kid is going to cope with no longer being the sole receiver of attention once his little sibling comes into the world.
At one point, you grab Shawn and tell him to come upstairs under the pretense of having to pack some of the presents into bags. Your heart is racing the whole way up, and it doesn’t stop when you’re inside his room, either.
“Shawn, can you sit down on the bed for a moment?” you ask him, and while he does give you a confused look, he does as you say. “I’m glad you liked your present, but I do actually still have one left to give,” You reach for his hands, holding them in yours. “I got you the only thing you wished for.”
Shawn doesn’t understand at first; it’s clear to see. His eyebrows furrow, eyes squinting together, but then it’s like something clicks in his head. His eyebrows rise, eyes widening.
“Babe, are you… are you-” Shawn stutters, his hands squeezing yours.
You grin. “Pregnant? Yeah,” You can’t help giggling at your husband who sits there stunned for a moment before his lips curl into one of the biggest smiles you have ever seen on his handsome face. Shawn tries saying something, but it just comes out as a laugh.
Speechless, he jumps up from the mattress and wraps his arms around you, even lifting you off the ground and spinning you around. When your feet are back on solid ground again, he pulls away a little to place a big kiss on your lips.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Shawn exclaims, punctuating every thanksgiving with a kiss. “Best gift ever!”
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morningfears answered:
IT REALLY TRULY IS.
Listen. Waking up to one hand splayed across your lower stomach, the other holding your thigh while his tongue swipes at your folds. His lips wrapping around your clit and sucking. He’d be so needy, honestly. All he wants is to make you feel good. Start the day off right by treating his girl right. And he’s in no hurry to move from between your thighs. He’s just taking his time, soaking in the little noises you make as you wake up. Soaking in the feeling of your fingers tangling in his hair. He loves seeing you like this, all soft and ready to just let him make you feel good. And he loves hearing your voice in the morning, just as much as you love hearing his.
Concept 2: Giving Birth
- The two of you on the couch watching reruns of friends
- You sat between his legs and laying back on his chest
- His hand rested upon your stomach
- You get up to go to the bathroom
- “Shawn I think my water broke!”
- Him sitting there in panic not saying anything
- You yelling at him to get up
- He gets up and grabs the bag you packed for the hospital and the keys to his jeep
- Leaving without you and having to come back in to get you
- One hand on the small of your back the other on your stomach
- “Its okay im here you got this”
- Almost crashing into 50 cars on the way to the hospital
- “I hate you I fucking hate you Shawn!”
- Contractions
- Him petting your hair back and holding your hand while your contractions take place
- “Im never having sex with you again.”
- “Okay baby whatever you say”
- Him laughing when you try and punch him
- “Its not funny you douche!”
- Him kissing your forehead with a silent chuckle
- Encouraging you to push harder
- “Dont tell me to fucking push harder!”
- “Im sorry!”
- You squeezing his hand really hard
- “Baby I cant lose my hand I sorta need it for my career.”
- You screaming at him to shut up
- The baby finally being born as you let out a sigh of relief
- Holding the baby for the first time and realizing that the pain was worth it



