wisdom teeth
member: ot8 x reader
tags: fluff, gn!reader, polyteez
notes: i believe this was my most popular polyteez fluff fic back in the day (i say like the old woman i am) it felt right that it’s the first fluff piece i post here. i hope y’all enjoy this while i work on the smut fic!
The phone had seemed much closer to you than it actually was, resulting in you lightly smacking Hongjoong’s knee on the downswing. His fingers entwined with yours, keeping you from making another advance at the offending device.
“Mingi will you stop recording them?” Hongjoong scolded, shaking his head at the grinning boy.
“No way, this is too funny,” Mingi laughed as you turned your attention to Yeosang who sat on the other side of you. You poked his cheek and then yours, in awe at the difference. Why were yours so swollen? Yeosang just stared at you, trying to hide his amusement.
“They’re gonna kill you when they remember you recorded them,” Hongjoong rolled his eyes, pulling out his phone to call someone. Mingi shrugged, zooming in on the way your eyes widened when Yeosang puffed his cheeks out to match yours.
“If they remember,” he said through a giggle.
You had been dreading getting your wisdom teeth out for this exact reason, knowing that you would be subjected to their teasing once the surgery finished, and you wouldn’t even be able to defend yourself. Of course they all fought over who got to go with, only two spots available after Hongjoong made his leader argument. You only had a brief moment of relief when Yeosang won a game of rock, paper, scissors, only for him to be followed by Mingi.
The driver let you guys out in front of the dorm, and you were back to trying to swat at the phone recording you. Mingi easily caught your arm, laughing at your attempts to get it back. You pouted at him, dropping all of your weight to the ground and refusing to move. Yeosang tried to convince you to get up, while Hongjoong argued with Mingi to put his phone away.
He eventually gave in, seeing how determined you were to stay put in that spot, but it was too late. They had to practically drag you inside, and in the end just called Jongho down to help.
Even though he was the youngest, he had no difficulties picking you up and carrying you up to the dorm. You even calmed down instantly, letting your head hang dramatically from his arm and waving to Mingi behind him, who was back to recording you. He gave you a finger heart, which you returned with a goofy smile, the gauze in your mouth making you look like a hamster with their cheeks stuffed.
As soon as the door was opened, all movement inside stopped, the remaining members all snapping their attention to you being carried like a baby to the couch. When Jongho sat you down they approached you cautiously, afraid to overwhelm you. You were far to focused on how dry your mouth was feeling incredibly dry to notice that they were asking you questions. Hongjoong was going over the aftercare instructions with four of the members, leaving San, Wooyoung, and Mingi momentarily in charge of you.
That immediately proved to be a mistake as you took out the gauze in your mouth, coincidentally at the same time Hongjoong was saying that you should keep the gauze in until the bleeding stops. San laughing at the sheer horror on your face upon seeing the bloody wad, while Wooyoung flew into a panic about whether or not to put it back in your mouth made them all look.
Everything fell into chaos for the next few minutes; Jongho lecturing his older members about the irresponsibility, Hongjoong trying to calm you down while Seonghwa prepared a clean wad of gauze. Yeosang was getting you a glass of water to go with the pain meds Yunho was reading the label for, making sure to give you the right amount.
What seemed like an hour later was only ten minutes at most, but things had finally calmed down. You had your head in Yeosang’s lap- you started calling him ‘Yoyo’ for some reason, giggling whenever he made a face at the new nickname- and Wooyoung had put himself to work by massaging your feet.
Hongjoong covered you with a blanket after you ate your second helping of ice cream, and Seonghwa handed Yoyo a pillow to slide under your head. Mingi was sitting on the floor by your head, occasionally pulling out his phone to record you when you were doing something particularly amusing. Even though the others scolded him, they all were expecting the videos to be shared later. Your loopy state was endearing, making them all smile when you mumbled something random.
“Ohmygod… I love horses,” was something you had said when San brought you Shiber, sending them all into a fit of laughter while you held the plush out in front of you like it was the most beautiful thing you ever set your eyes on. And when you eventually drifted to sleep, Yunho scooped you up as gently as he could to not disturb you, helping you settle into Hongjoong’s bed- he had used the leader argument again- for the night.
You were out of it for the next few days, the recovery helped along by their constant doting on you. By the end of the week you were fit enough to be chasing Mingi around the dorm, whacking him with a pillow after finding out about the videos. He had already sent them to everyone, most of them using screenshots of you looking like a stoned chipmunk as their new wallpaper, which was how you found out.
Seeing your swollen face smiling goofily back at you from San’s phone sent you into a blind rage, and you weren’t satisfied until you had Mingi pinned underneath you. Everyone laughed while you beat him mercilessly with the pillow, daily life back to normal.