A/n: Explicit language in this one! Anyways, I hope that you guys like this imagine. Okay, without further ado, let's begin!

I've been engaged to the singer and songwriter, Shawn Mendes, for a little over a month now. Shawn went out with some friends, and I missed him terribly. Whenever I miss him, or at least sometimes when I miss him, I go in his office to feel closer to him. Today I went in his office, sat down on the couch that's in there, and opened up my book. I was so lost in the book that I didn't even hear Shawn come in the house. I jumped when I heard his voice.

"Hey there my little bookworm." Shawn said. I smiled at him as he leaned against the door frame.

"Hi. How long have you been standing there for?" I asked. Shawn came in, sat down next to me, and immediately pulled me close to him.

"About two minutes or so. Basically, long enough that I was able to take a picture of you with your cute little nose buried in the book. I'm guessing that you like it?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, I like it a lot." I said.

"Well what's it about?" He asked, seeming to be genuinely interested. I looked at him for a moment, in awe of him. He gave me a funny look. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Sorry I just, um, I should be used to this by now, right? I mean, you treat me like I'm a queen or something, so I shouldn't be surprised that you're actually interested in what I'm reading, right?" I asked. Shawn kissed my cheek.

"It's okay darling. Just know that I love the way that your eyes light up when you talk about something that you love, which includes books." He said. I smiled at him.

"So if my eyes light up when I talk about something that I love, then that means that they must light up when I talk about you." I said. Shawn chuckled and then listened intently as I told him about the book. He told me to read it to him like I sometimes do, but just as I was about to, the doorbell rang.

"I got it." He said and I nodded. He went downstairs and when he came back up, one of his producers, Teddy Geiger, and Shawn's manager, Andrew Gertler, were with him. Teddy had something in her hands and I smiled at them.

"Hey!" I said. I set the book down and got up to give them hugs. We all then sat down.

"So, congratulations you guys! Y/n, I have never seen Shawn so happy like he is when he's with you or when he talks to you or about you, so thank you for making our guy very happy." She said. I smiled and then looked at Shawn, who was already looking at me with a smile.

"Well he makes me very happy too." I said and Shawn leaned over to kiss my cheek as he rubbed my back. I then turned back to Andrew and Teddy.

"So, Y/n, this is for you." Teddy said as she handed me the box that was in her hands. I took it and opened it. It was a coffee mug that said "Does this ring make me look engaged?" and I loved it. I squealed and then smiled at Teddy.

"Oh my gosh I love it! Thank you so much!" I said as I set it down to hug her.

"You're welcome! I'm so glad that you love it." She said. I sat back down and looked at it.

"I'm guessing that you're going to use it tomorrow morning?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Yup." I said.

"And I'm also guessing that you're going to ask me to take a picture of you using it so you can post that picture on your Instagram?" Shawn asked. I giggled and nodded.

"Yup." I said. The next day, that's exactly what happened.

"There you go my love, I just sent you the photo." He said. I smiled and thanked him, and after breakfast together, I sat down on the couch and posted the picture.

"Does this ring make me look engaged? Thank you to the amazing Teddy Geiger for my new favorite coffee mug, and thank you to amazing (and gorgeously handsome) Shawn Mendes for taking this picture. I love you guyssss." I captioned. Shawn smiled and liked the photo.

"I love the caption babe." Shawn said.

"Thank you." I said.

"You're welcome darling. Now come cuddle with me." He said. I laughed and put my head on his chest. Later on, Shawn had gone upstairs to take a shower when I got a text from my cousin Sam.

Sammy: Hey, so I was just talking to Grandma, and we were saying how the family has always told you that you need to marry a rich man because you love shopping so much. Good job on doing what the family wanted and getting engaged to Shawn!

Me: Dude, what the fuck? I'm not marrying Shawn for his money. In fact, I don't give a single FUCK about his money. I would love Shawn just as much as I do now even if he was broke and living on the streets. I don't give a single FUCK about how successful his career is, yes I do love that he's very talented and is very successful, but that's not why I'm with him. After him and I have been together for three years now, you should know that. I'm with Shawn, and I'm going to marry Shawn, because he has the kindest heart, the sweetest soul, and the most amazing personality. He makes me happier than I've ever been in my whole fucking life and when I'm with him, it's like a non-stop laughing and smiling spree with my best friend. So if you, Grandma, or anyone else thinks that the reason why I'm marrying Shawn is something other than the fact that I'm completely head over heels in love with him FOR WHO HE IS AS A PERSON, then we're going to have a problem.

Sammy: I'm sorry. You're right. You can tell how in love you guys are with each other. I'll talk to Grandma.

I decided not to respond. I had never told Shawn that my family used to tell that I should marry a rich man because for some reason I was worried that if I told him, his view on me would change. I brought my knees to my chest and cried. I couldn't believe that people in my own family had actually thought that. I felt the couch dip and looked up as Shawn, with concern etched across his face, put his hand on my back and rubbed it.

"Why is my girl crying?" Shawn asked.

"Because her cousin said some stupid shit." I said.

"Which cousin and what was said?" Shawn asked. I sighed and turned my body more so I was facing Shawn.

"Before I tell you what Sam said, there's something that my family used to say to me that I've never told you before. I guess that I've been afraid to." I said as I looked down at my hands and played with my engagement ring. Shawn put his index finger underneath my chin and gently lifted my head up so I was looking into his gorgeous caramel eyes.

"Darling it's just me. You don't have to be afraid to tell me anything. What is it babe?" He asked. I sighed.

"What if I tell you and your view on me changes?" I asked. He shook his head.

"No. That's not going to happen, I promise." He said. I nodded.

"Um, so my family when I was younger, they used to tell me that I needed to marry a rich man because I love shopping so much. But I swear Shawn, I'm not marrying you for your money, I promise." I said. Shawn turned to me more and held my face in his hands.

"Oh honey I know that you're not with me for my money. I know that you're with me because you love me. However, I also know that you love to shop, and I actually love to go shopping with you because that means that I get to spend more time with my favorite person in the whole entire world." Shawn said. I smiled at him and nodded.

"I love you." I said. He smiled.

"I love you too baby. Now, what did Sam say?" He said and asked. I handed him my phone.

"It just really upsets me that they would say that." I said. Shawn nodded and began to read the texts. When he was done, he handed his phone back to me.

"Well darling, I think that you handled that perfectly." Shawn said.

"Thank you. It's one thing to hear it from fans or haters or whatever when they say that I'm with you because of your money, but to hear it from a family member? That shit hurts." I said as I began to cry again.

"Come here." Shawn said as he picked me up and put me on his lap.

"I'm with you because I love you Shawn, not because of your money." I said. Shawn nodded.

"I know that baby girl, and I love you too." He said.

"What do I have to do to get people to stop saying this shit and understand that I really am in love with you?" I asked as tears flowed down my face freely. Shawn held my face in his hands and I wrapped my fingers around his wrist, liking the feeling of his big, warm hands on my face.

"Baby, fuck the haters. Fuck the people who are saying all of that shit. The only thing that matters is that you and I know that we're extremely in love with each other and that we're happy. Okay?" He said and asked. I nodded.

"Okay. Kisses?" I asked. He chuckled and nodded before putting his lips on mine. I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, and I felt sparks shoot through my body like fireworks. We soon pulled away and smiled at each other.

"Hey baby?" Shawn asked.

"Yes my love?" I asked.

"So, um, during our honeymoon, you're going to be losing your virginity to me. Could I pick out the lingerie that you wear for that night please?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Yes. I would love that." I said. Shawn smiled and then we cuddled on the couch as two people, very in love.