Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Silly (Fluff)

A/N: After watching Garrett's haunted hospital video I was reminded how much I missed seeing Andrew on a weekly basis. I admit I fell down the hole of Instagram edits about him and one of the cutest ones is where he's got a cavity and talking about his visit to the dentist. His little numb lip voice is precious. Enjoy this 🥰

"Not gonna lie, Y/N, I'm kind of nervous," Andrew mumbled softly under his breath as he pulled nervously on the brim of his navy blue Adidas baseball hat. The petite girl looked up with a genuine smile for her best friend, studying his handsome chiseled face carefully while staring up at his towering frame. She patted him lightly on his shoulder and then grabbed his arm a little, giving it a tiny squeeze.

"I get it, Andrew, but it'll be alright. You have to get this done, you've been in pain for months. It's crazy to me that you've made it this long without getting your wisdom teeth out."

It was true. Andrew had been suffering from severe pain while at the same time avoiding having his wisdom teeth removed for the better part of the last year. He was a self-professed hypochondriac, but he was also a workaholic, and between the podcast, helping Garrett with his channel, and his own plans and ideas for his channel, he hadn't been willing to put himself out of commission from work for the few days needed to go to the dentist.

That is, up until the previous week where the pain got to be too much for him and he'd texted Y/N at 10:00 at night whining about the pain radiating through his mouth. He'd begged her to go get him his favorite vanilla milkshake from In and Out and some extra strength Tylenol, and she'd acquiesced on one condition: he go to the dentist the next day.

That appointment led to him making an Instagram story talking about getting his cavities filled while speaking in the most adorable lisp the Internet had ever heard. While the fan girls gushed about his insane cuteness and his "uwu voice," his best friend pressed on, insisting that the stubborn redhead follow his dentist's suggestion to see a specialist regarding his wisdom teeth. The day after, Andrew was in the chair at the office of a Beverly Hills oral surgeon who'd removed the wisdom teeth of half the influencers in Hollywood, and two days after that, Andrew was sitting in the passenger seat of Y/N's Toyota 4Runner, shifting uncomfortably as she pulled into the parking lot of the office.

"Thanks again for driving me Y/N," Andrew said as they walked into the office, his soft-spoken voice even softer, and Y/N melted. There was something about Andrew that turned the kindergarten teacher to mush. She'd known the red headed cinematographer since she was a struggling actress and he a recent college grad who'd just moved to L.A. to try to be a talent agent, and their friendship had spanned various changes in careers for both and various failed relationships as well.

She thought he was adorable, loving everything about him from his crazy orange hair to his scruff-covered perfect face to his goofy jokes and his infectious laugh. He was her favorite person in the world, and if she was honest with herself, she would have done anything for him. She thought he was brilliant and talented and she could barely understand how he hadn't managed to find a girl to sweep off her feet. She always secretly wished she could be that girl, but in the five years she'd known Andrew, he'd never so much as expressed a morsel of interest in her beyond friendship. He'd dated a ton of self-absorbed Hollywood girls and she'd been his friend through every single one, and she was sure that she was just contributing to her own misery by continuing to pine away for him silently while hanging out with him every spare minute, but she couldn't help it. She adored him, and she couldn't stay away, especially not when he wasn't feeling well and needed her help.

They walked into the office and Andrew filled out his paperwork. Y/N kept noticing how fidgety he was as they sat waiting, and he seemed even more nervous than usual. The pretty teacher felt bad for her friend as he was so obviously spooked by the procedure.