"Shut up, Ryan! I'm sho mad at you! Ashole!"
Ryan grins as he stares down at you, his phone video ing every embarrassing thing you said and did as you laid in the dentist chair, completely out of it; you were talking funny, your mouth stuffed with gauze, and there was a bright light shining in your face; you kept telling Ryan to turn off the sun.
He was cackling.
Best decision ever.
When you'd asked him to go with you when you were getting your wisdom teeth out because your family couldn't make it and you'd needed a driver, he'd been kind of skeptical. He wasn't much for creepy dentist offices where their care packages consisted of cheap toothbrushes and tooth - shaped plushies.
They creep him out more then funeral homes.
Euh.
But anyway.
Now he was glad he'd come.
Listening to you ramble was the highlight of his day.
You were so out of it!
And legally at that!
"So tell me, (Y/N), who's your favorite actor?" he asks, your head lolling in his direction. "Tom Hiddleston or Josh Peck?"
"Hidshlton!" you slur, your finger rising to the air to punctuate your answer. "For zle win!"
He snickers.
"Why is he your favorite!"
"S'cause! Like, Loki is sho mishundershtood!" You gasp, smacking yourself in the chest. "And sho ish -."
He's dying.
This is the funniest shit he'd ever heard.
He could basically ask you anything right now and you'd totally tell him the truth.
Huh.
Anything.
Hrm...
"So, who else do you like?" he asks, looking down at you. Your hair was laying around your shoulders, fluffed around your face where you kept squirming, and if it wasn't for the drool on your chin you'd look cute. He chuckles as he swipes it off with a paper towel. Even though you were going to the dentist to get your wisdom teeth out, you were dressed adorably, in the jeans that really made your butt look nice and he was pretty sure that was his sweater.
When the hell had you taken his sweater?
"Johnny Wepp!"
Oh jeez.
Ryan shakes his head, his hand raising to catch yours before you poked yourself in the eye. Your fingers immediately tangle in his, and you continue waving them in the air, looking like you were enjoying yourself.
You were getting to hold his hand!
"I meant, do you like like anyone right now?" he asks, managing to get you to lower your hand. "Like wanna date? You still into that weird guy who works at the bowling alley?"
You giggled, shaking your head quickly. "Nope!"
"Then who?"
You're drooling again.
Wasn't the dentist supposed to be in here again soon?
"Not gonna tell ya!"
"And why not?"
"Cause!"
"Cause why?"
"Cause ish you, dummy!" You bump his shoulder with your joined hands. "And if I tell you then you'll know!"
