Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Talk

I got this idea from @caldropdead from her version of "The Talk" so a lot of the credit goes to her. But this story isn't exactly the same. And your daughter's name is Emily (I just made up a generic name)
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Shawn's POV
My daughter, Emily, is 12 years old now and (Y/N)'s been nagging me to give her "The Talk." I know it'll be very awkward for the both of us, but I might as well get it over with. It's a Saturday and Emily's in her room, so now is probably the best time.

"Emily," I call.

Emily comes running down the stairs. "Yeah, Dad?" She says.

"Come here," I said, patting the space on the couch next to me. "We need to have a little talk."

"Dad, I swear it wasn't my idea. Everyone else was doing it and I didn't think it could hurt me..." Emily immediately begins rambling.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"This isn't about me skinny dipping at Kylee's party?"

"No..." I say calmly. Then what she said actually began to process. "Wait, what?! Weren't there boys there?"
I asked in disbelief.

"Well... Yeah. But never mind. What did you want to talk about?" Emily quickly changes the subject.

I mentally vow to get the full story of that incident out of her later, but for now I let it go and go on with what I actually wanted to talk about. "Well," I start, looking at her. "Do you know where babies come from?"

"Um... Doesn't God plant a seed in a mom's stomach when she loves a dad a lot?"

"Uh... No. I know that's what we told you before, but that's not actually how it happens," I say slowly, mentally laughing at her theory. I still wasn't sure how to explain this. "So, you know how guys and girls have their private parts, right?"

"Yeah. That's how they pee."

"Well, for the guy it is. But the girl has a separate part that's just used for making babies and it's called a vagina. The guy's part is called a penis. And to make a baby, the guy and girl have to be horny. When a girl gets horny, her vagina gets wet. And when a guy gets horny, his penis gets hard and raises. Then, the guy can put his penis into the girl's vagina. Then he starts to move in and out and it feels good for both of them. Then when the guy reaches something called an orgasm, this white liquid called sperm comes out. Then it goes into the girl and finds something called an egg to fertilize and that grows into a baby. And that's what sex is. Also, you should only have sex with someone you love. If you go out and do it with random people, you'll get a disease."

Emily just kind of looks confused and I feel very awkward.

I start to ramble a little bit out of nervousness. "And sometimes people have sex just for fun because it feels good. If you want to do that, you should use a condom, which is this rubber thing that goes over the guy's penis. And when he pulls out, he has to hold onto it or it'll get stuck in you. (I feel like that's a little known fact, but it's very important) The guy and girl can also put their mouth on the other person's private parts."

"Eww," Emily cuts in. "That's gross!"

"It feels pretty great, though," I say, chuckling.

"Wait... How do you know?" Emily asks, startling me.

"Um... I'm just assuming?" I decide that one little lie about this won't hurt her.

"Dad..." Emily says in an accusing tone, looking at me meaningfully.

"Fine. Maybe I've gotten one before," I sigh in defeat.

"Eww! From Mom?" Emily shrieks.

"Yes. Because you only do that with someone you're in love with," I tell her quickly.

"Mom!" Emily calls.

"No, don't..." I start, but (Y/N) was already coming down the stairs. I groan and drop my head into my hands in defeat. This was not going as planned.

"What?" (Y/N) asks, glancing at Emily, then at me.

"Why would you put Dad's... Lollipop in your mouth?!" Emily bursts out. I inwardly cringe and look up to see
(Y/N)'s face. She looked slightly shocked and a blush rose to her face. She glances at me again and I look back, helplessly.

"Uh... It's a long story. Now go to your room. Your 'talk' with Dad is over,"
(Y/N) says.

"Thank God," Emily mutters, running up the stairs. When she's gone, (Y/N) slowly walks over to the couch to sit next to me. I watch as she puts her head into her hands and her shoulders start to shake with silent laughter.

When she looks up, she's smiling, bringing a smile to my face "What did you do?" (Y/N) laughs.

"I gave her the sex talk," I say matter of factly.

"And you brought up me putting your 'Lollipop' in my mouth?"

I begin explaining "Well, I didn't call it a lollipop and I didn't mean for that to happen. It just kind of went in the wrong direction." I look at (Y/N) helplessly again.

She wraps her arms around me and begins to laugh into my shoulder. I hug her close and laugh with her. "God, you're such a mess," (Y/N) says between giggles.

"I know. But I'm your mess," I say with a smile.

"Yes, you're my mess and I love you." (Y/N) lifts her head to peck my cheek.

But I had something else on my mind. "If you really love me, you won't make me give her the 'period talk'."

"Deal. I know better than to make you give her another talk."

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I wasn't really sure how to end this and it was mostly conversation/ dialogue I read of descriptions, but I think it turned out okay😊
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