A/n: I'm in love with this picture of Shawn. Also, the next imagine that I post has to do with this imagine, but it's going to be smut, but this one doesn't have smut in it. Anyways, please enjoy this imagine. Okay, without further ado, let's begin!

My fiancé is the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes. I had originally been planning to wait until I had gotten married to lose my virginity because I wanted to make sure that I was with the right guy, but I changed my mind this morning. I didn't want to wait anymore, and plus I trust Shawn more than anything or anyone. He had asked me about a thousand times if I was sure, with me saying yes each time, and then a thousand times again when he came back from the store with the condoms, and I said yes, again, each time.

"You did so wonderful, my love. I'm so proud of you." Shawn said as he rubbed my side. Neither of us had gotten out of bed to get dressed. We were both just taking in this moment, the moment after we made love for the first time, together. I smiled and blushed.

"Thank you baby, and thank you for doing that - taking my virginity I mean. I know that I had originally said that I would wait for marriage, but I don't know, I just... felt ready. Plus, I know that you're the right guy for me. If I didn't think that, I wouldn't have said yes to marrying you." I said.

"Well I'm glad that you said yes to marrying me. Are you sore or anything?" He asked. I smiled and shook my head.

"No. I feel good baby. Perfect, actually." I said. Shawn smiled.

"Good, so do I. Want to come downstairs with me and we can make pancakes?" He asked. An idea had popped into my head. I placed a kiss on his cheek and then looked at him.

"Actually, would you mind if I used your office please?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah, that's fine. I'm pretty hungry, so do you mind if I go ahead and make the pancakes and eat them even if you're not downstairs yet?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, that's fine. I love you." I said. Shawn smiled at me, and just the sight of his pearly whites gave me butterflies in my tummy.

"I love you too honey." He said. I sat up and moved so my back was to Shawn. I grabbed my phone so I could send a quick text off to someone. Suddenly, I felt Shawn's lips on my back, placing some gentle and loving kisses there. I smiled.

"What are you doing bubs?" I asked, using the nickname that we started to call each other when Shawn got drunk out of his mind one night.

"Kissing my future wife's beautiful back. I love this back. I love everything about you." He said.

"Oh honey, I love everything about you too." I said as I finished the text to my best friend and sent it. I had always told my best friend that I would tell her when I lose my virginity, and she said that she would be waiting for that text (A/n: no lie, she actually said that lol).

Me: Remember how I was waiting for marriage before I lost my virginity? Um, about that, there was a change of plans. My hymen is no longer in tact.

Grace: OMG WHAT? SPILL THE DETAILS GIRL!

Grace: Did it hurt?

Grace: Did you bleed?

Me: Lol, I'll tell you everything, but I need to do something first. Basically, Shawn asked me about a thousand times if I was sure, and then he had to go get condoms and then when he got back, he asked me about a thousand more times if I was sure and he was very sweet and gentle. It hurt a lot at first so I had Shawn stop at one point, but then I had him continue but no, I didn't bleed.

Shawn had already gotten dressed and gone downstairs while I had texted this stuff to Grace. I got up, got dressed, brushed my hair and brushed my teeth, and then went into Shawn's office. I sat down and got out a piece of paper and a pencil and began writing.

"Dear Shawn,

"You are my sweetest, and dearest love. You mean the world to me. Last night, when we fell asleep, I didn't think that I would wake up and want you to take my virginity, but that's what happened! In a way, I don't know what I want to write in this letter, but in another way, I do. I love you more than anything, and I appreciate you more than anything. I guess that I want to write this letter to you so I could express all of that to you.

"People have asked me if it was love at first sight with you, and it's easier to say yes than to say I don't know, and then explain why I don't know. I mean, can I really call it love at first sight? I can call it love at first sight in person, I guess. But Shawn, you know this, I found out about you during my freshman year of high school - five years before we met. I remember seeing your vines and telling Lexie that I thought you were cute, but then when I saw you in person on August sixteenth, 2019... that was when I really fell for you. I remember that when I saw you, it was as if my heart went 'Oh there you are, I've been looking for you. You're the one.' and I never wanted to let you go. So I guess it was love at first meeting.

"You have my whole heart, my whole soul, and now, Shawn, you have my whole body. I belong to you, and you belong to me. What we did earlier, you taking my virginity, that meant so much to me and I know that it meant a lot to you too, I could tell just by the look on your face. As I'm writing this, I keep looking at the photos that you have on your desk, and I keep looking at our first picture together. I had gotten that photo, and two other photos, framed, and gave them to you for your twenty second birthday. I'm the luckiest girl in the world, and that's all because of you, my love.

"Do you want to know something? After we met, even before we started dating, every single love song that I heard made me think of you, and every love quote that I read made me think of you. After we met, I would listen to love songs on repeat as we texted back and forth. You were on tour, but you still found time to text me or call me or even Facetime me, and you still do that.

"I remember being so nervous to Facetime you for the first time. You had told me that you were going to be alone in your hotel room, and so you Facetimed me. My heart began to race with nerves and excitement. Did I look okay? What if I said the wrong thing to you and upset you? Should I have put on makeup? But I answered, and you smiled at me and said that I looked so beautiful, which made me blush. Our conversation, just like always, flowed perfectly. We never had awkward silences, and we ended up talking for two hours. I never wanted the conversation to end, but we both had to go to sleep, so we said that we would do this again, and hung up.

"You're my best friend, and even just little things that you do make my heart jump and flip with joy and love. Your smile gives me butterflies, and when you lightly graze your nose on the side of my face, I close my eyes and smile, and sometimes I hum, which is my way of telling you that I'm happy and content. I love it when you place gentle kisses on, well, anywhere. When I'm tired, you place light kisses on my temple or my forehead. When I'm upset, you place light kisses on my cheek. When you want to express your love for me, you give me kisses on my lips. When you're showing me your love for me, your kisses aren't lustful, nor are they urgent and hungry. They're slow, passionate, but above all, they're loving.

"Let's talk more about you being my best friend. You know each and every single one of my facial expressions. I remember when we had been dating for less than a year, and we were at the studio, and you would tell Teddy, Ziggy, and Scott 'See that face Y/n's making? That means that she's holding back from jokingly saying that she hates me.' or you would say 'See that face that Y/n's making right now? That means that she's proud.' and how could we ever forget the time that you looked at me and said 'See that facial expression that Y/n's making? That one is my favorite facial expression. That facial expression means that she loves me.'

"You know me better than anyone else in this whole world. You know my deepest, darkest secrets. You know things that I've never told anyone but you. I used to think that we knew everything about each other, but after what we just did, I'm realizing that we still have more to learn about each other. Now that we're going to be making love - hopefully constantly because that was amazing - we have more to learn about each other's bodies.

"I love you Shawn. Please, please, please never forget that. I've loved you for a very long time, and I'll always love you. My love for you is infinite. I could find thousands, maybe even millions of love quotes that make me think of you, but none of them, not a single damn one would be able to accurately describe my love for you. You're my whole world, my soulmate, my everything. I love you so much Shawn. I appreciate you more than words will ever be able to describe. Thank you for being so gentle and sweet about taking my virginity. Thank you for being my best friend. Thank you for asking me to marry you. Thank you for everything. I love you!

Love,

Your future wife, Y/n Y/l/n." I wrote. I then brought the paper downstairs to Shawn. Shawn was almost done eating, and he smiled when he saw me.

"Hey there darling. What do you have there?" He asked as he nodded his head towards the letter.

"It's for you." I said. He smiled, wiped his hands on a napkin, and took the piece of paper. I kissed the side of his head.

"I love you darling." He said.

"I love you too honey." I said, and then sat across from him. Shawn had put my plate where I sit, but I didn't want to eat yet. Instead, I watched as he put his hand to his mouth and got emotional. When he was done reading it, he set the letter down, stood up, and opened his arms up.

"Come here honey. That was beautiful. Thank you for that." He said. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his torso as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. Shawn rested his forehead against mine.

"I just love you so much and I appreciate you so much and I needed you to know. Are these happy tears?" I asked. He smiled at me.

"Yes, they're very happy tears. I love you so much too honey and I appreciate you so much too. Give me a kiss baby." He said. I cupped the back of his neck and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. I felt sparks shoot through me like fireworks, I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, and I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy. We pulled away and smiled at each other.

"We're going to be together forever." I said. Shawn nodded. He had a look of love on his face that could have made my heart burst with happiness and joy and love for Shawn, my soon to be husband.

"Yup, we are." He said. I gave him another kiss and then wriggled out of his grip.

"I should probably eat these wonderful pancakes you made me." I said. He chuckled and sat across from me.

"I'm the luckiest man alive - no, I'm the luckiest man ever." He said. I smiled and took a bite of the pancakes.

"Well I'm the luckiest woman ever. Delicious. You're such a good cook babe." I said. He smiled.

"Thank you darling." He said and I smiled at him. He finished eating, but stayed sitting with me.

"What are you doing? You don't have to sit with me just because I'm not done eating." I asked and said. Shawn chuckled.

"That's not why I'm still sitting here." He said. I tilted my head.

"Then why are you still sitting here?" I asked.

"Because I want to spend time with the love of my life, who just wrote me a beautiful letter that made me cry a bit because it's so beautiful. I love you darling." He said. I smiled at him.

"I love you too honey. Do you think that, um, do you think that we could make love again later?" I asked nervously. Shawn nodded and reached his hand out for mine. I placed my hand in his, and as soon as our skin touched, I felt electricity spark through me, yet I felt safe and warm at the same time.

"Of course we can baby. And honey, you never have to be nervous about asking me if we can make love, okay? Trust me darling, like I said earlier, you're the best I've ever been with, and I never want you to be uncomfortable. Just because we're having sex now, that doesn't mean that we have to do it all of the time. Okay honey?" He asked. I nodded.

"Okay. Let me just finish eating and then we'll make love." I said. Shawn smiled and nodded.

"Okay hon. I'm proud of you and I love you." He said.

"Thank you for being proud of me and I love you too." I said. He smiled at me. After I finished eating, we went upstairs and made love again. I love Shawn so much and I'm so glad that he loved the letter.