Queen oneshots

Driving me insane : Maylor

Brian's POV:
I was taking Roger to get his wisdom teeth removed today as the good boyfriend I am. I could tell his was slightly nervous, and I had to keep reminding him that he wouldn't feel it.

"But Bri, won't it hurt after?" He asked holding tightly onto my hand as we sat in the waiting room.

"God Roger, for an ex- dentist you sure don't know a lot about this stuff." I chuckled looking down at him.

"First of all I was never a dentist, secondly answer my question." He frowned.

"Yes Roger, it will hurt. But your a big boy I'm sure you can cope with it." I sighed looking at my childish boyfriend.

"How bad?"

"For god sake Rog I don't know do I?" I slightly raised my voice at him in frustration due to the fact he was rapid firing questions at me.

That had shut him up, but now he was looking sadly at his hands that rested in his lap.
"Oh babe I'm sorry. Come here." I apologised offering him a hug to which he leant away from.

I ended up having to grab onto him so he would finally touch me, but after his little tantrum he warned back up to me- by that I mean not being able to keep his hands off me.

"Roger Taylor?" A nurse half asked, half announced to the waiting room, looking around for her bosses next patient.

Roger looked at me with scared eyes as a stood up, "it will be fine, promise." I whispered to him, holding out my hand for him to take.

He got up and we walked over to the blonde nurse who was carrying a clip board, "follow me please." She asked wit a sweet smile.

We got into the dental room, it smelt strongly of what I could only describe as... clean. The dentist asked Roger to lay down on the chair, and the explained the whole procedure, which only made Roger more nervous.

The dentist obviously scened this as he calmly told Roger not to worry and that he wouldn't feel a thing. This didn't seem to do anything but worth a shit right?

"Okay I'm going to give you the anaesthetic now, just count to ten and you should be asleep in seconds." The dentist smiled as the nurse passed him the mask.

"Okay, one, two, threee.." and then he was under, in a dreamless sleep.

The procedure lasted about half and a hour and after, with his mouth full of cotton gauze, Roger woke up.

"Hey Rog, how ya doing?" I asked when he looked over at me.

"I think I fell asleep." He said dreamily looking around the place.

"Yeah you did. Look those are your teeth!" I smiled pointing at his bloody teeth that where now in a clear box on the dentist table.

"W-wha, how do I eat?" He asked in a scared tone. But before I could answer his question he lulled his head around to look at the dentist, "you! You stole my teeth! Brian, this guy stolen my teeth!" He shouted pointing a wavering finger at the dentist who chuckled in his chair.

"No Roger, he helped you. Say thank you." I felt like a Mother.

"Ahhhh thank you very much Mr!"

"Your welcome," the dentist chuckled, unfazed. He would be very used to this by now with the amount of patients he had.

"Time for CHICKENNNN!!" Roger screamed, doing jazz hands.

"No Roger, no eating solids for 48 hours." I informed him.

"What?" He pouted, "but I want chicken really bad!" He whined.

"No Roger, you aren't aloud it." I shook my head.