A/N: Here are some short, fluffy Shules stories. Cuz, c'mon who isn't a sucker for that?

The Comfort Kiss

Juliet was distraught and furious. How dare her mother say that she was unable to find a boyfriend? Sure, she meant well, but that was rude. You don't accuse your daughter of that. She'd stormed out of her apartment where her parents were staying for the week. She needed to go somewhere; talk to someone. She went down the list. The only person who wouldn't mind her coming over at this time would be Shawn. Normally she wouldn't go over to Shawn's without any clear purpose, but she wasn't exactly thinking straight tonight.

She quickly drove over to his apartment. As she walked to the door, she began to grow nervous. What exactly was she supposed to say when he opened the door? She froze in front of his door, unable to knock. Before she had a chance to do anything, however, the door flew open. Juliet started.

"Why, hello, Jules!" Shawn said cheerfully. "The spirits informed me that you were coming over. To what do I owe the pleasure?" The grin slowly fell off his face as he took in her expression and the mascara running down her face. "Jules? What's wrong?"

Juliet burst into tears. She was barely aware of Shawn putting his arm around her shoulders and guiding her into his apartment. The next thing she knew she was sobbing into the shoulders and explaining how exactly she had ended up on his doorstep.

"My parents are visiting me for the week. Tonight my mother asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I said no. She told me that it was probably because of my job. She said-she said that I had a personality that intimidated guys and scared them off. And if that wasn't enough, she also said that at the rate I'm going, I'll probably never find a boyfriend." She burst into tears once again.

He rubbed her back as she continued to cry.

"Shhh, Jules. It's okay," he whispered. The tears diminished to a trickle as he took two fingers and lifted her chin so her eyes met his. "Any guy who doesn't think you're special is a moron," he whispered softly as he brought his lips slowly down on hers. After a few seconds, he leaned back and broke the kiss.

"What was that for?" she whispered, afraid to break the silence.

"You needed comforting, so I comforted you," he said simply. "Did it work?"

She nodded and remained silent. Oddly enough, it had.

Shawn began to grow worried. "Jules? Are you okay?"

She nodded again. "Hey, Shawn?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I might need more comforting."

Shawn smiled and leaned down to kiss her again.

I don't think I'll have anymore fights with my mother about finding a boyfriend.

A/N: Okay, that's the first one. Very short, but I didn't feel like making it longer. Tell me what you think! If I get enough reviews, I will keep going. If I don't get very many, than I'll assume that I'm awful and won't bother writing anymore.

Also, if you have prompts or ideas, feel free to tell me. I love to get new ideas!