Andrew Garfield- Peter Parker one shots

Wisdom Teeth

       You don't have anyone else to take you to the doctor to get your wisdom teeth out, so you ask Peter to come along and you accidentally confess your feelings for him.

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       "Thank you so much, I'm sorry you have to come, although I really did try to get my mom to come instead because this is gonna be REALLY embarrassing for me." I thanked Peter once again as we arrived at the doctors office, and he parked near the front. Putting the car in park, we both took off our seatbelts.

       He laughed. "You don't have to thank me, I'd drive you to a doctors appointment whenever you needed, but I think this is gonna be a lot more fun." He grinned at me and I rolled my eyes, opening the car door and getting out.

       "Yeah, for you." I muttered under my breath.

       "I heard that!" Peter smiled at me as he shut the passenger seat door.

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       I sat in the chair, nervously gripping the armrests as a lady walked in, adjusting her plastic blue gloves and smiling over at me. 

       "Nervous?" She asked, walking over.

       I shook my head. "Nope. Well, yeah. I don't usually enjoy doctors appointments." I laughed a little anxiously as she picked up the plastic mouthpiece.

       "Don't worry." She said. "You won't remember a thing! It'll be like it never even happened." She smiled at me once more before placing the plastic piece over my mouth and nose and adjusting a knob on the gas tank next to her. I continued to fidget with my hands. 

       The nurse held up ten fingers. "Okay, now I'm going to count to ten, and I want you to repeat after me every number I say, alright?"

       I nodded.

       "One." She started.

       "One." I repeated nervously.

       "Two." She continued.

       "Two." I started to feel slightly lightheaded, but I continued to focus on her words.

       "Three." She held up three fingers, or, was it six?

       "Three..." My words became a little slurred and I suddenly felt very sleepy.

       "Four." She held up eight fingers now, which I thought was kind of amazing since she was only using one hand.

       "Four..." I whispered out, and then everything sort of faded to black as I quickly drifted off into peaceful sleep.

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       "Alright! You're all done!" I woke up to find myself sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed away from the chair I was sitting in just a second ago.

       "Hey, where are we going? What the-" I opened my mouth to speak, only to find it felt fluffy on the inside, and my words were coming out all muffled. "Oh my god." I tried to speak, only to hear "Obeyegob." Come out. "Woah, did you get them out?" I asked the lady pushing me into the waiting room. 

       "Yep! You're all done, and you don't need to come back anytime soon." She smiled at me, but I only looked at her, completely dumbfounded. 

       "You mean you HAVE my TEETH?" I almost shouted in amazement.

       "No no, sweetie don't open your mouth too wide, you'll regret that later." The nurse patted my shoulder.

       I put my hands on my cheeks, and they felt very chubby and puffy. "Woaahhh." Was all I thought to say.