the accidental 400mg edible | ted nivison
"ok ok so hear me out on this request, so we all remember ted and the iconic 400mg nerd rope incident? what if he gave his girlfriend (another streamer?) one too, so now everyone has to deal with these two kids high out of their minds and like it would probably be so cute and fluffy with them trying to help each other ride out their highs (ya know after the initial panic) much love!" -@driverpicksthe-music
warnings : swearing, drug use, throwing up
pairings : ted nivison x reader
a/n : im literally 15 and have never been high, bare with me i beg 🙏🗣 *= your channel name !
it was an accident, really it was.
ted just thought they were normal nerd ropes, so when he brought himself and you one from the array of snacks siting on the misfits counter, he didn't think anything of it.
you guys were signing shit for youtooz, half of them already high because it was going to be a long night of signing. you knew your way around high ted, he got hungry.
he wasn't paying attention to what he was grabbing from the kitchen counter, so when he saw the nerd ropes, it reminded him of his childhood.
he just had to taste them again.
and so he did, making you take one as well.
so the two of you ate the nerd ropes, you eating a full one while ted... he ate one and a half.
everything was going fine until you heard someone from the misfits let out a loud laugh.
"... what?" ted let out, a confused complexion rest on his face.
"dude, you and y/n just ate 400mgs worth of edibles!" swagger said through laughs, trying to catch his breath.
your face dropped, "you're kidding?"
swagger shook his head, handing you a wrapper.
you took it swiftly from his grasp, reading the print, "shit!"
you turned to ted, "babe, we're fucked."
y'know they thought they would be fine, thinking they didn't have anything to do that for the rest of the night.... or so they thought.
ted shook his head, "don't worry, we don't have anything else to do, do we?"
you thought for a second, until it came back to you, "we have dinner with my fucking parents."
cooper let out a loud laugh watching ted's eyes widened, "shit, we do!"
so here you are now, a few phone calls with your parents later, sitting on the bathroom floor, fingers down your throat, a bottle of water next to you, toby holding your hair.
you sat there, throwing up some purple concoction, since your nerd rope was purple.
"how's ted?" you look up at toby.
"right now you need to focus on getting this shit out of your system and yourself," she chuckled with a smile.
once you thought you had most of it out of your system, you washed you face off and walked into the living room, all eyes on you.
"how ya feelin?" schlatt asked from the couch.
"everything is started to hurt and i'm cold," you groan, turning your attention to ted, who sat uncomfortably on a chair, clad in a hoodie you didn't recognize.
"yeah, i feel like i'm dying," your boyfriend chuckled, tapping his water bottle on the side of the chair, "i would cuddle you but my bones feel like rubber bands."
you shook your head, walking over to him and placing a kiss atop his head, "i'll kiss it better."
"can you guys... not?" you heard travis laugh awkwardly.
ted glared at him playfully, "you're just jealous i have a hot girlfriend."
you giggled, taking a seat next to his chair, trying to find a position that didn't make your bones feel like they were being crushed or that made them feel like jello.
"have i told you you look gorgeous tonight," you heard ted giggle from beside you.
"no, but now you have," you smile.
schlatt let out a sigh, "god, they're so fucking sappy!"
the position you were sat in was starting to make you feel like hell, so with a groan you changed positions again, "jesus christ, my body is on fire."
you laid flat on the ground, "hmm, this is nice. much better than sitting."
"is it really?" ted asked, getting up and moving to an empty couch, laying down, "shit, it is."
hours passed, it was now around four or three and you felt a tiny bit better, enough to swat schlatt away from your face with his stupid back massager that he was now patronizing ted with.
you watched at ted sent out meaningless threats, laughing your ass off.
somewhere around five, you must have fallen alseep, because all you can remember is throwing up with ted (couple goals), a "cleansing barf" as he put it and laughing at him as he asked around about skittles while you munched on some chips.
you woke the next morning, still high out of your mind, looking at ted, who was already awake.
"were you watching me sleep," you giggle, "fuckin creep."
"i'm still really high," he said flatly.
you nodded, "so am i," you sigh.
yeah, the two of you didn't really do anything the next two days except lay in bed, laugh at nothing and everything, the rest of the lunch club and the misfits checking in on the two of you every now and then, asking if you need anything.
months past, now you sat in ted's living room. he had just uploaded his story time video about so said accident that he asked you to help him with, ted running in and taking a seat next to you.
"look at what cooper just sent me," he laughed, handing you his phone.
you took it out of his hand, looking at the youtube link cooper had sent him.
"ted nivison and y/c/n* being high as balls but cute asf for 6 minutes straight," you read aloud, letting a laugh slip.
"you wanna watch it?" he asked from next to you.
