Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

Loopy Toothy

Sooo, here's a cute chapter for you all!

This one is requested by @LaurenHerzog8! Thank you for this cute idea!

I hope you all like it!

Happy reading, everyone!

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The morning had started off as any other, with Y/N feeling a little nervous about her wisdom tooth extraction. The ache in her mouth had become unbearable over the past few days, but the thought of getting it removed was just as daunting. As she sat on the couch, scrolling mindlessly through her phone, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

But the minute Liam walked into the living room, wearing his usual easy smile and soft eyes, Y/N felt an instant sense of calm wash over her. She had always been able to count on him during moments like this, and today was no different.

"Ready, love?" Liam asked as he helped her put on her jacket, his voice gentle and reassuring as always. He had his arm draped around her waist as they walked out to the car, and the warmth of his touch settled her nerves a little.

"We'll see you there later, Y/N!" The rest of the boys stayed back at the flat as she ensured she didn't need the whole gang to be with her, however, they insisted on being there once the extraction was finished.

Y/N gave a little nod, though her nerves were still present. "I'm nervous... what if they take all my teeth?" she asked, her eyes wide and filled with exaggerated concern. She tried to make light of the situation, but she couldn't shake the apprehension.

Liam chuckled softly, brushing a hand through her hair as they settled into the car. "They won't, I promise. Just one tooth, okay? No need to worry. I'm here, I'll make sure everything's fine," he reassured her with a comforting smile, though she still couldn't stop worrying about the procedure ahead.

He gave her hand a soft squeeze, his thumb brushing over her knuckles as if to remind her that she wasn't alone.

Y/N huffed and leaned her head back against the headrest. "Why do they call them wisdom teeth? They're not wise, they're just annoying," she grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest in protest.

"It's just one more thing my body's trying to sabotage me with."

Liam laughed under his breath, clearly amused by her dramatic complaint. "You're overthinking it, love," he said, glancing over at her with a teasing smile. "They're not wise, I'll admit, but you'll feel so much better once it's all over."

Despite her best efforts to stay composed, Y/N found herself lost in thought as the car moved toward the dentist's office. "I bet I'll look ridiculous with all the swelling afterward, huh? Great. Just what I need."

"You'll look adorable," Liam reassured her, though he knew she wouldn't be convinced until the procedure was over. "Besides, I'll be right there with you, and I'll help you get through it. Don't worry."

When they arrived at the dentist's office, the stark white walls and sterile smell of antiseptic immediately made Y/N feel even more uneasy. She nervously tapped her foot against the floor in the waiting room while Liam tried his best to distract her. He scrolled through his phone, making small talk and keeping the atmosphere light.

"Liam, are you sure this is really necessary?" Y/N asked, her voice still a little trembly. "Like, what if they just give me a pill and I'm fine? I don't want to deal with the whole surgery thing."

He chuckled, not surprised by her hesitation. "Y/N, the tooth is causing you a lot of pain. It'll only get worse if we leave it in. Trust me, this is the right call. And remember, we're doing this together. I'm not going anywhere."