This was not good. If Kurt did not find a way out of this he would have to explain to Blaine what was wrong. He was thinking about this for the whole evening, threw dinner, where he avoided eating even more then he did before and when they sat down in front of the TV to watch "Grease". He would have enjoyed it any other night, more than anything, but today was no time for that. He was distracted by trying not to think about the growing pain as well as thinking for a way out of Blaine's plans for the next day. Kurt felt the look of Blaine on his face, but he avoided making eye contact. He feared that his pain would be shown in his eyes and that would make it impossible to get Blaine to step away from his idea. Why did the whole thing have to happen when he was due for a cleaning anyways?
He had thought about telling Blaine about his fake appointment but he did not find the right moment for that and now he was in a dilemma.
He felt Blaine's arm on his shoulder and was unable to keep his look away from that pretty face. It was the only thing divert his thoughts from the following day as well as the pain.
"Kurt? Are you alright? We are watching "Grease" and you are not freaking out, this is a serious sign for something being wrong. Are you worried for tomorrow? You know, it is just a cleaning, I will not hurt you. And I am fully qualified, if that is what you fear... I'm doing better than any other in my class and I hear from my teacher that I am more precise than many licensed dentist he sees when they come in for some training. You will be fine, okay?", Kurt noticed that there were some tears coming. In order to avoid Blaine noticing he turned his face.
"Kurt... This is no big deal. Everyone goes to the dentist, and the way you brush your teeth you will be fine. I know no one, not even any of my classmates that are so fussy about dental hygiene. It will be fun, and afterwards we can just go and do what ever you want."
Kurt nodded even though he did not mean it. He tried to convince Blaine of his confidence. If he believed Kurt not to have a problem with visiting the dentist the chances of getting out may increase.
"You want some ice-cream, dear?", Blaine asked, coming from the kitchen.
"No, thanks. I think I'm going to get ready for bed...", Kurt got up and went to the bathroom. He felt sick to his stomach so he sat down and just looked at the wall. How was this supposed to end. He would love to do what Blaine wanted him to, but this was just to much to ask of him. There was no way he would make it threw a sitting at the dentist, especially not knowing so well about his problem. The filling he lost was one he got when he was fifteen, the last time he went to the dentist without feeling like dying inside. The procedure was the most painful experience he had ever made. It was much worse than what he was feeling now. The anesthesia did not work properly and the cavity, that was down to the roots, was drilled out without a second one. Kurt had cried and tried to get out, but they would not stop. He would not let anyone, not even Blaine do this to him...
"Kurt, are you okay?", Blaine asked, threw the door he was knocking on.
"Mhhhmm... I'm-", Kurt made it to the toilet last second. In the blink of an eye he felt Blaine's warm and big hand on his shoulder.
"Kurt, I think you should go to sleep. You seem to be getting ill. Just try and sleep. It will make it better.", Blaine looked at him worried. Kurt hated to scare him, but it was better for him to think that Kurt was ill than knowing that he was afraid. Of him.
"You are right. I just get some water...", Kurt got up and supported himself with Blaine's shoulder.
"Just go to bed. I'll get you the water. I will join you in a second, make yourself better.", he led Kurt to the bedroom and went to the kitchen again. Kurt felt dizzy and lay down slowly. He knew he would get no sleep tonight, but he had to pretend to, Blaine was worried and Kurt feared that he would scare Blaine. He did not want to hurt him and pretending he was fine was the best way to get over this.
Blaine placed the glass on the nightstand and kissed Kurt on the forehead. "Good night, love. You will get better with sleep. Everything will be just fine tomorrow. Have a good rest." Then he joined Kurt in bed.
Kurt was not able to sleep. He looked at the ceiling. He dreaded the next day and the only thing he hoped for was for Blaine to sleep in as much as possible.
A second chapter today, I had some time on hand. I am happy for any critics.