I woke up in the morning to see my handsome husband of two and a half months, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, asleep next to me. He was shirtless and I could see his beautiful chest hair. I so badly wanted to play with it, but I didn't want to wake him up. I closed my eyes and soon heard Shawn's voice.

"Mrs. Mendes, I know you're awake." He said. I opened my eyes and smiled at him.

"Good morning Mr. Mendes." I said. He was smiling at me as he rubbed my back. My smile widened when I felt his wedding band on my skin. He gently nudged his nose against mine.

"So, my love, how did my wife sleep?" Shawn asked.

"Good. How did my husband sleep?" I asked.

"Good. I love you baby girl." Shawn said. My smile widened.

"I love you too baby boy. Um, can I play with your chest hair please?" I asked. Shawn chuckled and nodded his head.

"Of course you can Y/n, but only on one condition." Shawn said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I get a kiss." He said. I smiled and nodded. I then put my lips on his. 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 me like fireworks. We soon pulled away and smiled at each other.

"I love you baby boy." I said. Shawn's smile widened.

"I love you too baby girl." Shawn said. I smiled and began to play with his chest hair. I don't know why I like to play with his chest hair, but I do. It's something that I've always loved doing.

"Do you remember the first time that I asked you if I could play with your chest hair?" I asked my husband as I continued to look at what my fingers were doing to his chest hair.

"Yeah. You were so nervous to ask." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Yeah. Well, I had never done it before and I didn't know if you would think that it was weird or not." I said. Shawn kissed my forehead, and the spot that he kissed was left feeling tingly even after his lips were no longer there.

"I remember when you were playing with my chest hair for the first time, you were looking at my chest, but I was just watching your beautiful face." Shawn said, causing me to blush. I still remember playing with his chest hair for the first time.

"Shawn, um, there's something that I want to ask you, but I'm nervous." I said. We had been dating for about five months, and I was staying at his place in Toronto for the summer. He was shirtless, giving me a perfect view of his chest hair.

"It's just me baby girl, you don't have to be nervous." Shawn said as he rubbed my cheek.

"Could I, um, could I play with your chest hair please?" I asked with a blush. Shawn smiled at me and gave me a quick but sweet kiss before he nodded.

"Of course you can baby. You're my girl, and you can play with it whenever you want. I love you." Shawn said. I smiled at him.

"I love you too." I said. I then began play with his beautiful chest hair.

"You're so beautiful." Shawn whispered. I blushed again.

"You're so handsome." I whispered back.

"Babe?" Shawn asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? What?" I asked. Shawn chuckled and pulled me closer to him.

"You just had a big smile on your face. What were you thinking about?" Shawn asked as I stopped playing with his chest hair and looked at his handsome face.

"I was just thinking about the first time that I played with your chest hair. I don't know why I love playing with it so much, but I do." I said as I put my hand on my husband's cheek.

"Well I love it when you play with my chest hair. Do you want to know what else I love?" Shawn asked. I nodded as I rubbed his cheek with my thumb.

"Yeah. What else does my amazing and handsome husband love?" I asked. Shawn smiled, put his hand over my hand that was on his cheek, kissed the palm of it, and then smiled at me. Gosh, I love that smile.

"I love it when you trace my veins." Shawn said. I smiled and gave him a kiss.

"Is that your way of telling me that you want me to trace your veins?" I asked. Shawn chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah. Would you mind?" Shawn asked. I shook my head.

"Not at all my love." I said. I then moved my hand so my index finger was tracing Shawn's neck vein. I could feel Shawn's eyes on me as I ran my finger up and down his neck vein. I then noticed that he had closed his eyes again, a content smile on his lips as he hummed.

"This feels nice honey." Shawn said. I smiled.

"Good. I'm glad." I said. I continued to do this for a bit, and soon it had lulled Shawn back to sleep. I stopped tracing his veins, and then cuddled up to him. I smiled when, in his sleep, he wrapped his arm around me tighter. I love Shawn, his chest hair, and his veins, so much.