No Rush

Summary: You’re not ready to have sex yet and Shawn doesn’t know and he thinks there’s something wrong with what he’s doing

a/n: SOOO I have been planning on writing this a long time ago and I finally have. this is dedicated to @firsttimeihadsomethingtolose!! I HOPE THIS LIVED UP TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS JASMINE I LOVE YA

“I have an early day tomorrow, I better get going.“ You pulled away from his lips that was just on yours. You had dinner at his place and just had a few drinks while just talking. And that lead to making out.



Shawn got off the top of you to pick up his shirt that was now laying on the floor while you fixed your hair. The two of you has been dating for quite a while now and he’s not rushing to have sex. But he obviously wanted you and the make out session gets so heated that it seems like it’ll lead to sex. Until you pull away and makes an excuse. He was starting to think that something is wrong with what he’s doing or you don’t like him anymore.

“Y/n,” Shawn called out. “Is there something wrong?” He couldn’t keep quiet anymore, he had to say something about how he felt.

You looked at him, he was looking at you while buttoning his shirt back up. You were confused why he said that. “Ofcourse there’s nothing wrong, Shawn.”

Shawn knew you well enough that he knew you were gonna say that. Shawn is a very empathetic person, but he can’t read minds. It was frustrating and it bothered him that you think there’s nothing wrong. “Yes, there is, y/n! We make out and then I do something and we just stop and you make an excuse up! Tell me if I’m doing something wrong, because it’s not about me feeling good. It’s about you.”



You were taken a back for a little bit, Shawn didn’t mean to raise his voice or confront you about it. Being in downtown Toronto, his apartment was never quiet but at that instance, the awkward silence that enveloped the both of you drowned out the sounds of the city. The both of you avoided each other’s looks for a solid couple minutes. It was the longest 2 minutes of Shawn’s life.

“You’re not doing anything wrong. Believe me.” You squeaked. “It’s me. Lord God, you’re perfect in every single way.”



“I’m not trying to rush you or force you or anything, but I wanna know why you keep on making excuses.” Shawn felt stupid saying that, but he had to.



You yelled out in one breathe, “I’ve only had sex with one guy in my life and I thought it’d be a big deal to you!”

Shawn looked at you while you looked straight ahead at the tv screen. He was dumb founded as to why you thought that. “Why would you think that?” He whispered.



“Oh, c'mon Shawn. I’ve been on tour with you. Your staff talks. You’re a rockstar, for goodness sake,” You kept on talking about the tour–Where ever you went, the staff would be whispering about Shawn’s past hook ups. It was impossible to not know.



“Do I look like that type of guy?” Shawn cut off your monologue, he couldn’t believe it. He was seriously thinking that he wouldn’t have a girlfriend by the end of tomorrow.

You looked at him when you heard him say that. It dawned on you how he probably took what you were saying. “Shawn, no. Definitely not! The last guy I was with, he thought that having so and so many partners was a big deal. He found out he was my first, he liked it at first. You know, having that much power and the fact that I had given myself to him. But after so long, he changed his mind.” Shawn’s brown eyes just stared at you, listening intently while you talked. “You’re not anything like him. Believe me, you’re perfect. I just… I don’t want you to change your mind about me if I gave myself to you.”

Shawn was speechless at first, his thoughts going wild. He thought how much of an asshole your ex was. He thought that there was nothing wrong with how you felt and it was perfectly normal. He thought, “Why didn’t you tell me?”



“Shawn, I thought I would lose you if I did, I didn’t know how you would react.” You look down at your hands, Shawn saw the gesture and scooted closer on the couch to be closer to you.



Shawn really didn’t know how to react towards it. But he was sure how he felt. He respected you, he felt special that he mattered enough to you to tell him and not just break up with him. He felt that sitting right there confirmed what he thought he has been feeling lately, she was the one. He loved her and she didn’t even know.

He thought about confessing what he feels but instead he said, “We don’t have to have sex until you’re ready, not all romantic relationships are based on sex. I told you earlier, I’m not rushing you.”