Jet Lag

                                    

                                          


                          
Requested by and dedicated to: shawnieboyimagine
                          
Imagine that you and Shawn have been dating for almost three years. He's coming home from Austrailia and he's been away for a week.
                          
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Your POV 
                          
I get home from work and take my hair down from the high ponytail it was in. I run my hand through my hair and check the time.
                          
He'll be home any minuet now. I go and quickly shower because I've been on my feet all day and I kind of smell.
                          
When I get out, I go and impatiently wait for Shawn to come through the door. I pace back and fourth for a few minuets before I hear movement on the other side of the door.
                          
The knob turns and the door opens up.
                          
"Shawn! I say and he drops his bags to wrap his arms around me. 
                          
I plant a kiss on his lips and he smiles. 
                          
"I missed you babe." He says and I peck his lips once more.
                          
"I missed you too. Let me take your bags to the room." I say and reach down and grab his bags.
                          
Shawn follows me down the hall to the room and I start asking him how his trip was.
                          
"Did you enjoy Austrailia?" I ask and set the bags on the bed.
                          
"Yeah I did. Well we were really busy most of the time so we didn't get to go sight seeing, but it was still a good trip." He says as he unbuttons his shirt.
                          
"Well as long as you had a good time. How'd the interviews go?" I ask as I take his dirty laundry out and put it on the hamper we have in our room.
                          
"There were lots of them, but it was fun. I actually have one tomorrow morning." He says and I look at him.
                          
"What time?" I ask.
                          
"Six." He says and I look at the time. It's already ten.
                          
"Well you should probably go ahead and get some sleep." I say and fold the covers of the bed back.
                          
Shawn begins to change from his pants to some shorts as I crawl into the bed.
                          
"How was your week here without me?" He asks with a smirk.
                          
"It was so boring and I was lonely and thought I was going to die with out you here. I was helpless." I dramatically says and he knows I'm joking.
                          
"Haha very funny." He says and I sit up with a smile.
                          
"It was actually good. I worked, did some school work on the laptops, went shopping with the girls, I went to watch Aaliyah's hockey game with your mom, we went to dinner, and lots of other stuff. I'll tell you about it tomorrow since you have to sleep." I say and he sits in bed next to me.
                          
"It's not that late." He says with a shrug. "I want to hear how your weeks was." He says and I look at him for a moment before smiling.
                          
"Okay, but just for a little bit." I say and I sit criss cross in front of him and he listens while I tell him about my week.
                          
After a while I look at the time and it's almost eleven.
                          
"Shawn you let me talk for an hour!" I say and laugh.
                          
He turns and looks at the clock and back at me.
                          
"I guess I just got lost in your beauty." He says and I smile.