A/n: Explicit language in this one. Anyways, please enjoy this imagine. Okay, without further ado, let's begin, shall we?

I pulled into the driveway of the house that I share with my husband of six months, Shawn Mendes. I felt so bad. Today was our six month anniversary, and instead of being able to spend it with my husband, I had to spend it at school. I'm getting my masters degree in school counseling, and the homework is kicking my butt. I felt tense and upset as I put the car in park, unbuckled, turned the car off, and went inside.

I sighed as I kicked my shoes off. I put my backpack on the bottom step of the stairs, and went upstairs. I had seen Shawn's car in the driveway, so he must be home. I went into our bedroom and he wasn't there. His office lights were off. I went back downstairs, and there he was, sitting on the couch.

"Hey wifey. Are you okay?" He asked. I sat in his lap and began to cry.

"No. No. I'm so fucking upset and frustrated. I'm sorry Shawn. I'm so sorry." I said. Shawn rubbed my back.

"Hey, it's okay baby. What's going on?" He asked. I looked at him as I cried.

"It's our six month anniversary and I wasn't able to spend it with you like I should've. Instead, I had to go to school. And I'm tired, but I would feel bad if we didn't have sex at some point today. I just feel so tense and frustrated and upset." I said as I cried.

"Oh baby. It's okay. Everything's okay, I promise." He said. I shook my head.

"No it's not. It's not because we're husband and wife so we should be able to spend anniversaries together." I said. Shawn kissed my cheek gently.

"It's okay. I knew that you had school today, and I understand. Baby girl, you're going to school so you can be an adjustment counselor, right?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah." I said.

"See? You want to live your dream and -" He started. I put my hand to his cheek and shook my head.

"No, no Shawn. Being an adjustment counselor in a school isn't my dream. You are my dream." I said. He gave me a soft smile.

"Well, my love, we can still spend time together. How about I give you a massage? Does that sound good?" He asked. I chewed at my bottom lip.

"It does but I would feel bad if we didn't make love today." I said. Shawn shook his head.

"Don't feel bad. It's okay honey. It's not like we're never going to do it again, we just won't do it today if you're too tired." He said.

"School and work, they've just been so draining. And I try my hardest with everything, I try to do the best that I can with everything that I do, but then I just get so worn out." I said. Shawn continued to rub my back.

"Maybe don't push yourself so hard. I don't want my wife to get over worked and exhausted." He said. I sighed.

"But I have to push myself, I have to keep going and working hard." I said as I looked down. Shawn put his hand to my cheek so I would look at him.

"What are you talking about? Why do you have to push yourself?" He asked, confusion etched across his beautiful face.

"Because I have to make you proud. I have to." I said as tears fell onto my cheeks. Shawn sat back on the couch and pulled me closer to him as he kissed my cheek repeatedly.

"No. You don't have to push yourself just to make me proud. All you have to do is be your sweet, kind, caring, loving, beautiful, self, and that will make me proud. My love, I'm constantly proud of you, and I'm constantly in awe of you." He said. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yup. I'm positive. Now how about that massage honey?" He asked. I nodded and looked up at him.

"Okay. Where should we do it?" I asked. He kissed my cheek tenderly.

"Let's go upstairs honey." Shawn said. I nodded and stood up.

"Can I have a kiss baby?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Of course you can my love. Come here." He said. He put both hands on either side of my face and put his lips on mine. I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, I felt sparks shoot through me like fireworks, and I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon. Shawn and I pulled away and smiled at each other. We then went upstairs to our bedroom.

"Should I take my shirt off?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Yeah, and your bra too babe. Lay on your stomach and then I can straddle you and give you a massage, okay?" He asked as I took off my shirt and bra. I nodded.

"Okay. Thank you so much for this." I said.

"You're welcome honey." He said. I then realized something.

"Shit!" I said.

"What? What's wrong?" He asked.

"We always post things on Instagram for our anniversary and I haven't posted anything yet." I said. Shawn put his hand to my cheek.

"It's okay honey." He said, his eyes were soft and loving. I shook my head.

"No, it's not because we're only going to celebrate our six month wedding anniversary once. I should post something." I said.

"How about we make the posts now, and then I'll give you a massage, does that sound good?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. Sorry that I'm having such a hard time today, I just -" I started before Shawn put his lips on mine.

"It's okay my love, I promise. After I give you a massage, do you want me to make dinner?" He asked. I gave him a small smile.

"Would you mind?" I asked. He shook his head.

"No, not at all." He said.

"You're the best husband ever." I said. He chuckled.

"Well you're the best wife ever." He said. I gave him a kiss and we sat down on the bed so we could choose the photos.

"What do you think about me posting this photo?" I asked as I showed him a picture of him and I standing outside our venue with my arm resting on his shoulder as we both looked at the camera. Shawn smiled and nodded.

"Looks perfect my love. I love that picture. What do you think about me posting these two photos? I think that someone was making a speech." He asked and said as he showed me two pictures of us leaning on each other while we sat at our table at our wedding reception. I nodded.

"I love those." I said with a smile. I then kissed his cheek. He looked at me.

"My wife." He said. My smile widened.

"My husband." I said. We then went back to our phones. I had put one of Shawn's shirts on because, I don't know, I just felt weird being half naked while posting on Instagram.

"Babe?" He asked.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Would you mind if I quoted some of my vows as the caption?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, that's fine." I said. He smiled and then made his post. I read the caption.

"'I promise to always be there for you no matter what. I promise to offer you my shoulder when you need to cry. I promise to listen to every word that you say. I promise to always try my hardest to make you laugh, or at least smile, when you're down. I promise to always make sure that we have bottles of Sunny D and Kiwi Strawberry flavored Snapple in the house because I know how much you love them. I promise to listen to every and any story about President Kennedy, Bobby Kennedy, or any Kennedy, that you want to tell me. I promise to always watch Supernatural and Bobby Kennedy for President with you, no matter how many times we've watched it. My love, I will promise you the moon if that's what you wanted. I'll promise you anything. I can't wait to start this new chapter of our lives together. I love you.' - Some of my vows to Y/n six months ago today. Love you so much baby!" Shawn wrote. I posted the picture and wrote my caption.

"'I know that things aren't always going to be easy, but what I do know is that with you by my side, everything will be okay. You've made me believe in so many things and you've made me want to be the best version of myself for you. You make me happier than I've ever been in my whole life, and I can't thank you enough for that. You lift me up when I'm down. You make me smile and laugh when I feel like I can do anything but smile and laugh. You have the kindest heart and the sweetest soul that I have ever known.' - Some of my vows to my hubby from our wedding day. It's been an amazing six months. Can't wait for eternity with you Shawn!" I captioned it. Shawn liked the post.

"Beautiful my love. Ready for that massage?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yes but I need a kiss first." I said with a smile. He smiled back and gave me a sweet and loving kiss.

"I love you." He said as I took his shirt off of my body. He took the shirt and set it aside.

"I love you too." I said. I laid on my stomach and Shawn straddled me as he began to give me a massage. I hummed, liking the feeling of what he was doing.

"You have a lot of tension babe. I don't want my wife having all of this tension. We should do this more often, okay?" He asked.

"Okay." I said. I could practically feel the stress and tension drifting away. After the massage, I put a shirt back on and we had dinner. After dinner, we went to bed.

"Good night my love. I love you." He said as I put my head on his chest.

"Good night honey. I love you too. Happy six month anniversary." I said. He kissed the top of my head.

"Happy six month anniversary honey." He said, and then we fell asleep together. I love Shawn so much and I'm so grateful for him.

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