y/ns pov
shots. no.
i've been extremely petrified of shots ever since i was a little girl and this time of year came around way too fast. today, connor and i are going to urgent care to get our flu shots. connor has no problems with needles however i have no idea how i'm going to survive today. connor texts me
connor- are you ready
my love? i'm about to
turn the cornerme- yeah i'm putting on my shoes
nowconnor- here
i open the door and walk out to the car
"are you ready?" connor asks in a teasingly tone
"no" i say blankly
"everything's going to be okay. they are professionals and you have nothing to be afraid of"
"i still don't want a stick being put into my arm" i say and connor laughs
we pull up to the urgent care and start filling out papers. once we are both done, connor takes mine and gives it to the lady at the front desk.
"why am i doing this?" i whine
"so you don't get the flu" connor says in a duh tone
"shut up" i say and connor offers to take my hand
"everything is going to be okay" he says looking at me while i stare at our hand size difference.
"you have cute small hands" connor chuckles
"you just have ginormous hands" i laugh
"y/n l/n and connor brashier" a nurse comes out calling my name. they said we could go in together if we wanted so connor thought itd be best if he was in the room with me.
i tense up and connor squeezes me hand and also helping me up.
"you're okay" he says
"i cant do this" i say
we walk into the room and wait for a little for the person to come back in and get this over with. there's a knock on the door
"hello mr brashier and miss y/l/n" a male nurse walks in
"hello" we both say in unison
"who is going to be getting the shot first today?" the nurse asks
"him" i say right away panicking. they both laugh at me and my face turns red
"is that okay mr brashier?" the nurse laughs
"yeah that's fine" he says sitting down in the chair next to him. the doctor explains what he is going to do and connor looks up at me and smiles reassuringly.
"okay ready?" the nurse asks
"yeah" connor says
the shot is very quick so that's reassuring. connor handled it like a champ but i bet it hurt like a bitch and he just wanted to be tough. the band aid is put on and connor winks at me
"your turn" he says smiling
"no" i say quickly
"cmon y/n it's happening. your mom would kill me if we walked out of here without you getting it done" he says
"she doesn't have to know. we can just put a band aid on my arm" i say smartly
"nope"
this whole time i'm making jokes about it but in reality i know i have to get it and i'm terrified. i zone out thinking about it until connor speaks up
"i know you're scared but it didn't hurt and you have to relax cause after you'll be like 'oh that wasn't so bad'" he says
"i cant" i say scaredly as the nurse knocks again
"okay miss y/l/n your turn" i mentally curse under my breath
"i'll hold your other hand" connor says crouching in front of me and takes my hand
"ready?" the nurse asks
"no but just go" i say squinting my eyes and tensing up
"you have to relax or it's going to hurt really bad and the needle might break" the nurse says
"WHAT" i yell jumping up and hold my arm
"sit down y/n" connor says softly
"i cant do this" i say
"you can just close your eyes and relax"
"okay sorry" i say sitting back down
"you're all good y/n" the nurse says
once the shot is done i let out a huge breath and open my eyes
"that's all?" i ask
"yup"
"what?!" i say as i get a band aid put on
they both laugh and we walk out the room