Gerard Way imagines [editing, kinda]

#25 Soft Boy Is Scared Of Dentists

This is for @pierce_the_girl
   I read one like this recently and I didn't want to seem like a copycat, so just wrote what I thought would've happened and tried to deviate from the other one as much as I could.
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"Baby, my teeth hurt." Your boyfriend, Gerard, whined pawing at your shoulder like a cat. He'd been whining to you about this for the past few days now, and it was starting to tick you off. He refused to go to the dentist, and threw a huge fit whenever you brought it up.

"I'm sorry, love." Was all you said. You knew he's get scared if you brought up the dentist again.

He groaned loudly and placed his upper half in your lap, wanting you to cradle him like a baby. He hid his face in your neck and whimpered. "It won't stop, princess. Make it go away. I can't take it anymore."

You felt bad for him, but at the same time you were pissed at him for not getting a professional assessment. "I can't. Babe, if you won't go see a den-"

"Don't even say it."

You huffed. "I can't do anything for you, so buzz off. Unless you're gonna act like an adult then leave me alone." You pushed him off you and stood up from your position on the couch.

He groaned again and grabbed onto your shirt, pulling you back down "But (y/n)" he dragged out your name dramatically.

"That's it. I'm taking you to the dentist if it means having Mikey, Ray, and Frank hold you down to the chair." You pulled your shirt back and stalked off towards your phone.

"No, no, no, no, no, baby please no." Gerard followed closely behind you begging like a kid.

You glared at him as you put your phone to your ear. He tried to take it from you and you elbowed him away. "Hello, yes I would like to make an appointment." Gerard's eyes widened in fear. "For Gerard Way. I'm his girlfriend. Yep. Thank you very much. Bye." As you hung up Gerard ran into the living room. "Get back here you fucking child!" You ran after him. This was gonna be difficult.

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Gerard's foot was bouncing in anticipation as you drove. He was still acting like a child, whining and protesting, but you weren't having it. His hand found yours and squeezed it. You could feel him shaking.

"Gee, it'll be okay. They're just going to see what's wrong today, which means it'll be an x-ray and probably some cleaning." You reassured in a soft voice, running your thumb over his knuckles.

"What if it's something big and I have to get something pulled? I don't wanna do that." His scared eyes stared at the dashboard.

"Then I will be right next to you holding your hand the entire time."

"Promise?" He gazed over at you.

You smiled. "Promise."

    He kept his fear filled eyes on his feet as you both walked inside. You were keeping to your promise and holding his hand. He was shaking. You could feel that.

"Appointment for Gerard Way." You said to the lady at the front desk. Gee shuffled his feet and gripped your hand tighter.

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    "Well, Mr. Way, you seem to have an abscess in your tooth there. That's what's causing all the pain. That'll have to be extracted." The dentist pointed to the X-ray picture. Gerard's grip on you hand was now cutting off your circulation. "Miss, if you would make a separate appointment for that."

   You nodded. "Of course."

   On your way home, Gerard's leg still hadn't stopped shaking. He knew that having an abscess was a huge deal, and that a serious procedure would ensue to remove it. Your hand hadn't left his once besides getting into the car.

    "(Y/n)?"

    "Yes, angel?"

    "You'll be there when they take this thing out, won't you?" His voice quivered.

    You smiled softly at him. "Of course I will. Though, they might put you out for it."

   He shivered. "That means needles. I don't like needles. You know I don't like needles. I can't do that. Baby please don't make me." He sped up as he went on.

   You just chuckled at him. "Abscesses can kill you, you know." His eyes widened. "Don't worry, love. I'll be there for you the whole time. Wether you're put out or not."

   "Promise?"

   "I promise."

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