Shawn Mendes Imagines [COMPLETED]

Dentist Appointment

You looked all over the house for Shawn, today's the day he was gonna get his braces taken off. 

"Shawn! Come out! We'll be late for your appointment!" You called for him but heard no response. You turned around and saw him running to hide in a closet, but you caught him.

You walked over there and opened the closet, revealing him looking scared.

"Time for your dentist appointment!" You happily say and he groans. You dragged him out of the closet and into the car.

"It's gonna hurt! Can we reschedule it?" He asks, for the third time already within the past two months.

"Shawn, don't you wanna look great without braces?" You ask and he pouts. You remained silent and drove faster, otherwise the appointment is automatically cancelled. 

After 10 minutes, you pulled up to the clinic and Shawn was too scared to get out of the car.

"Maybe I should stay here, it feels comfortable being away from the tooth-torturing palace!" He says sarcastically but you pulled on his arm. 

Eventually, he gives up. "Let's just get this over with." 

You two walked in the reception and after five minutes, the dentist calls Shawn's name.

"Okay, so welcome Shawn. I'm Dr Gilinsky, your dentist for today. So, it looks like I'll be taking your braces off. Follow me." He says and leads you two to his office.

Shawn gulped as he saw the sharp tools sitting on the table. He sits down on the chair and Dr Gilinsky adjusts it flat.

"Open wide." He says and Shawn follows. Dr Gilinsky inspects his teeth for any damages. 

"Okay, so your teeth are in good condition....uh oh." You smirk as Shawn shakes a little.

"Looks like there's a tooth overlapping another. We're gonna have to pull that tooth out as well in order for your teeth to be perfectly even." He says in worry.

 Shawn gets up quickly and leaves the office screaming like a little girl. Tools fell out of Dr Gilinsky's hand and onto the floor.

"I'm very sorry about that, doctor." You say, but he doesn't sound mad.

"It's alright. I'll go find him." He says and leaves. 

Oh, Shawn. The dentist is not gonna hurt your teeth, you're just scared.

You hear another scream and see Dr Gilinsky drag Shawn back to the room. He locks the door this time.

"Okay, shall we continue?" He asks.

"Please don't break my teeth! I'm gonna sound horrible when I sing!" Shawn pleads, and you laugh.

"Shawn, I'm here to make your teeth look and feel better, not the opposite!"

You sigh and continued to put up with Shawn's childish behaviour. 

"Open, please. Let's get started on the procedure." Dr Gilinsky says and gets tools out.

He gets a pair of pliers and puts it in front of Shawn's braces.

"Okay, count to three." 

"One...Two...Three...." Shawn replies, sounding weird because of the stuff in his mouth.

Dr Gilinsky yanks the pliers and one of the braces come off. Shawn yelps in pain as you laugh at the little episode that was going on.

"That hurts..." He whimpers as tears cloud his eyes. "Well, at least it's over."