Legolas Greenleaf / Reader (2)
- Ouch! you exclaimed when you bit an olive in a salad. There was a hard seed inside although the olives you had used should had been the seedless ones. At the same time you felt a small piece of a tooth cracking. You spit the seed on your palm and stared at the white rock-looking –chip that was next to it.
You took a mirror out and scanned your mouth. There was indeed a small gab in one tooth, not in the front row, fortunately, but right there, in the lower row, on left side, basically midway. You cursed the olives in your mind and planned to sue the entire production line from the olive-picker to the cashier who took your money for it.
You hated to go to dentist. You kept your teeth extra clean at all times just to avoid going there, mostly because it was bloody expensive… and… you were terrified of going to the dentist. You had nightmares about it although nothing bad had ever happened to you there. The last time you had visited a dentist was a long time ago when they had checked out your teeth before turning 18, so it had been a while.
You did a Google search for the dental services in your city and tried to read reviews and comments on different forums on various dental clinics. You were getting frustrated when you suddenly ran into a Google ad that was promoting a dental clinic called “GreenDent”. You laughed at first because it sounded more like a gardening shop but as you started to search for reviews for that specific clinic, you found out that the great majority of their patients had basically loved their treatment. The price range was slightly on the more expensive side but you figured that you rather felt comfortable in that operations-chair-thing than worry about money. Money came and disappeared as digits on your bank account anyway.
With shaky hands you took your phone and called the customer service –number that they had on their web page.
- GreenDent, Tauriel speaking.
The voice in the other end was a voice of a young woman who sounded very cheerful and customer friendly. There was something very soothing about that voice which stopped your hand from shaking.
- Hello? she asked.
- Oh, hello. This is (Y/N) and I think I should get an appointment…
- Alright, what kind of problem do you have?
- I bit an olive seed and a piece of my tooth kind of broke off.
- I see. Does it hurt?
- Yeah, slightly.
- Hm… I have one cancellation for tomorrow. It is at 8 am.
- I’ll take it. you said without hesitation.
- Good, if you can just spell your name for me…
You spelled your name and give her your social security number as requested after she had written your name down and made an appointment for Dr. Greenleaf.
- Thank you. The address is Mirkwood Street 9, there is a bus stop right outside the building. Door will be open and you can just come straight in to the waiting room, where you will find further instructions.
- Alright. See you tomorrow.
- Goodbye. she said and you hung up. When the phone call ended the nervousness returned. You took a pain killer and called your boss that you had a dentist appointment for tomorrow morning and you might get a little late. “It was an emergency” you said, a small white lie to win the boss on your side on this. She said that it was alright because the Wednesday mornings were not exactly busy anyway.
You took a bag of frozen broccoli from the freezer and pressed it against your cheek. It did not feel too pleasant but at least it took the edge away in the meantime. Then the painkiller worked and you decided to fry the broccoli that had already half-melted and could not be refrozen. It was a good lunch for tomorrow anyway, if you were able to eat, that was. Who knew if you even survived and got out alive!
You went to sleep and had terrible nightmares about dentists that were chasing you. You woke up in the middle of the night, covered in cold sweat and partially traumatized. You checked the time and sighed as it was 4 am and you had barely 2 hours to sleep anymore.
And sleep did not come. You rolled in the bed and then got up. When the night-silence ended at 6 am you took a quick shower to calm your nerves and then got ready for the day. You were feeling nauseous and decided to skip breakfast and washed your teeth 4 times instead. Then you checked them with the flashlight of your phone and washed them once more, just to be sure that you did not have any pieces of lettuce or that bloody olive haunting there. Especially because you had read that the young dentist who owned the practice with his big brother was very handsome, as well as his brother. So whatever happened, you did not want to take a risk of having a smelly breath of yesterdays salad-monster.
You left your apartment and took a bus downtown. You lived in a nice suburb –area and it took about 25 minutes in morning traffic to get to the center where you had to take a connecting bus to Mirkwood Street. You were there 30 minutes too early and tried open the door. It was still locked. You stared at the company logo on the door “GreenDent”, the font was very nice, slightly mysterious, maybe resembling tree branches or… antlers.
- Ahem.
A deep voice shook you out from your thoughts. You turned to look and took a step aside when you noticed that you were on the way, preventing him from opening the door.
- I’m sorry. you mumbled and smiled apologetically. The man was tall, he had ice-blue eyes, dark, impressive eyebrows and blonde hair. He mumbled something in return but it was obvious that he was not a morning person. He seemed agitated, maybe he did not like the weather that was windy, gray and gloomy. He opened the door and went in. You stayed outside, standing in the wind that was freezing you all the way to your bones.
- Aren’t you coming? he asked as he opened the door a little. You checked the time and it was 7:40 still but truthfully, you rather waited inside than out in the cold. You followed the man in and took off your jacket. Then you read through the instructions and sat down to wait. The next person to come in was a woman with long reddish brown hair. She smiled at you and walked behind a service counter. She took off her coat and said
- You must be (Y/N).
- Yes.
- I will then let Dr. Greenleaf to know when he comes that you are here already. He called a minute ago that he is stuck in the traffic jam, there has been an accident and the cars are basically standing still.
- O-okay. you answered and stood up to walk around the waiting room a little.
- You seem nervous, Miss. she commented.
- I and dentists do not go together that well.
- A phobia?
- A mild one… or maybe semi-mid-bad.
- Alright, good to know. I will tell him to use Athelas –gas then.
- What is that?
- It is purely natural herb which will calm you down after breathing it.
- Like… weed?
- Ha-ha, almost, but do not worry. This is completely safe and legal. she chuckled.
After 30 minutes a tall, not as tall as the first, man walked in the building. He apologized for being late and told you that he would just change his clothes and call you as soon as he was ready. You smiled briefly and nodded. The man had bright blue eyes, blonde hair and he resembled the first guy greatly, by appearance that was because the taller guy had been quite rude, or maybe he was just having a bad day. Your dentist however seemed like a very nice guy, he had kind eyes and a charming smile. He had been polite and friendly despite the fact that he had been stuck in the traffic and gotten late from work.
- (Y/N)… he called your name. You breathed in and out before standing up and following him to a white room that had been lit with bright lights. There was a table with a computer and in the middle there was the dental chair, even one glance at it made the hair in your neck rise up.
- Good morning. you said and tried to appear cool.
- Good morning, (Y/N). My name is Legolas Greenleaf and I will be your dentist today. Can you tell me exactly what happened and how much pain there has been?
You told him about the evil salad with a shaky voice but the more you talked to him, the more comfortable you felt. There was something about him that made you feel less nervous. He motioned you to sit on the dentist-chair. You hopped on it to sit sideways and dangled your feet mid-air.
- I was informed that you’re afraid of dentists, is this correct?
- Not much of dentists but the…
- Procedure. Yes, well it is good to know that you’re not afraid of me. It would make this so much more awkward.
- Yeah…
- I suppose Tauriel mentioned the Athelas to you…
- She did.
- Do you think you would be more comfortable if we used that?
- How much does it cost? I’m sorry but I’m on a tight budget…
- Don’t worry about it. It’s on the house, but do not tell my big brother. He is awfully strict about these things. he said smilingly.
- Are you sure? I mean I do not want to get you into trouble…
- I own half of the practice, he cannot kick me out even if he wanted to. he said, took a small bottle out from a cupboard where he had other bottles and supplies as well and attached a breathing mask to it. He put the mask on your face and opened the valve. He told you to breathe in and out in a calm way. You followed the instructions and waited for the herb to kick in. After a couple of minutes he took the mask away and guided your head to face him with his fingers under your chin. Your eyes were slightly glazed.
- You ate breakfast this morning, right? he asked suddenly. You went pale and stared at him with wide eyes.
- O-kay then. he said and shook his head as he chuckled. He knew that he should had asked you that before.
- What? Am I going to get a poisoning now or something? you asked and felt the herb kick in. First you felt very relaxed.
- No… you might just… he said and then you started to giggle for no reason.
- Yep, that happens. he mumbled with an amused tone. He helped you to sit in the chair properly before lowering it until you were laying horizontally, you squealed like you had been in a roller coaster and continued giggling. The dentist put his apparatuses ready and gave you a pair of sunglasses –looking glasses to prevent you from being blinded by the bright light that was right above your head.
- You are very cute! A customer comment online stated that you and your brother are very handsome and I must agree totally. Your brother however was rude this morning but you are nice… cute, handsome and nice. Are you single? I would so totally date you if you are...
- Right. he chuckled.
- I can imagine you having recreational team-building evenings with your staff with this stuff. I mean wow! I am making a fool out of myself but I just don't care! How awesome is that? you laughed until the Athelas gas wore out slightly. It was supposed to make you feel relaxed and mellow but since you had skipped breakfast you experienced the side effects many times stronger than people did usually. Finally you stopped laughing and breathed calmly.
- Can we begin now? How are you feeling? he asked. His voice was soft and although he was wearing a mask that covered his mouth, you could hear that he was smiling.
- Yeah I’m good. you answered and smiled wearily.
He asked you to open your mouth as he inserted the apparatuses and started work with a nurse who had entered the room just recently. The dentist complimented your teeth and stated that you had a great smile. You blushed slightly and played with the hem of your shirt nervously. The operation itself did not last long. The Athelas took the pain away and he was very careful not to hit any nerves so after 20 minutes they were ready and the nurse left the room.
The dentist pushed a button in the remote and the chair returned to its original position slowly. He was sitting by his computer writing a short operation-report-slash-invoice. You turned to sit on the dentist-chair sideways.
- Was that it?
- Yes.
- The invoice…
- We will send it to you via main.
- Alright. Well… you said and hopped off the chair.
- Thank you. you said and smiled, which was a bit difficult because your face felt still slightly numb. You were leaving the room when he stood up, walked to you and handed you a neon yellow post-it note.
- I do not get called cute by a patient every day… he said. You froze because you got a sudden flashback of your state of ridiculousness.
- …especially by a patient as beautiful as you are. he continued. You brushed your hair behind your ear and took the note. There was a number and his name written with graceful handwriting.
- Maybe you would like to get dinner tonight. he asked. You were speechless but you managed to nod. He opened the door for you and as you were stepping into the corridor, walking right past him, he stopped you by grabbing your arm very gently.
- And (Y/N)... he said. You turned your head slightly upwards to look into his gorgeous, blue eyes and mumbled "uhuh?" He looked back with a stare that really captured you. He continued with a silent tone
- If anyone asks, we met outside work. I am not supposed to date a patient.
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Idea gotten from *LadyOfPearls*
This one is for you! Thank you for the "request"!
- Venla :)