A/n: Sorry this is absolute trash. Okay, let's begin!

I laid in bed, looking at my sleeping boyfriend. I've been dating the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes for the past four years and they have been the best four years of my life. Shawn looks so peaceful. He was really tired the night before, so we retired to bed early.

His brown, curly mop of hair was slightly messy. His eyelids covered the beautiful caramel eyes that I love to look into and love to get lost in. His plump, pink, lips were slightly parted. His nose scrunched up for a moment before returning to its normal position. His eyes soon fluttered open. He balled his fists, rubbed the tiredness out of his eyes, looked at me, and smiled.

"Good morning gorgeous." He said, the smile still upon his handsome face.

"Good morning handsome." I said. His smile widened.

"Baby?" He asked.

"Yes honey?" I asked.

"Can I have a kiss please?" He asked. I giggled.

"Baby boy, you never have to ask." I said, and planted a sweet and gentle kiss on his lips. We soon pulled away.

"I love you." He said. I hummed before responding.

"I love you too." I said with a smile.

"Want me to make you some pancakes?" Shawn asked with a smirk, knowing exactly what I would say.

"Yes! Baby, your pancakes are so delicious." I said. Shawn laughed as we got out of bed. He ran over to me, picked me up, and carried me down the stairs. I squealed and laughed. He set me down on the kitchen counter.

"There you go my lady. Do you want to sit there while I make the pancakes or do you want to sit on the couch?" Shawn asked. I shook my head.

"Neither. I want to help you." I said. Shawn smiled but shook his head.

"No way babe. You just sit down and relax." He said. I nodded.

"Okay. I'll sit here and watch my man." I said. Shawn chuckled.

"Okay baby girl." He said. Shawn soon finished off making the pancakes and came to stand between my legs.

"What are we going to do while we wait for the pancakes to cool down?" I asked. Shawn shrugged and rubbed my sides. "Wait, tilt your head to the side." I requested. Shawn did as told but with a questioning look on his face.

I took my finger and ran it up and down Shawn's neck vein. It felt nice. I then took Shawn's arms and traced the veins there. They felt nice too.

"Baby?" Shawn asked.

"Hm?" I responded.

"What are you doing?" Shawn asked.

"Tracing your veins, duh." I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Shawn laughed.

"Well as nice as it feels, can we eat now please? I think that the pancakes are cooled down and I'm hungry." Shawn said. I nodded as he picked me up off the counter and set me on the floor. Shawn and I ate our delicious breakfast, and throughout the day I would randomly trace his veins just because they felt nice. Shawn soon fell asleep as I was tracing his neck vein while we laid on the couch. Overall, it was a good day.