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"What the hell did you do to yourself?"
Those were the first words out of Belle's mouth when she saw her husband smile after seeing Dr. Stevens. Mr. Gold smiled again, his new gold tooth gleaming in the light.
"You wanted me to fix the tooth, dearie."
Belle sighed. She'd had a feeling that he'd do something to get back at her for making him go to the dentist. She quickly ushered him out of the office.
"You're an idiot," she said, looping her arm through his and starting down the street.
He simply kissed he forehead with a smile. "You still love me."
"Sometimes I wonder why."
Gold sniffled, but Belle could see the happy glint in his eyes. "I'm hurt. I honored our agreement and went to the dentist repeatedly to get my tooth fixed."
"You look like a pimp."
He laughed loudly at her statement. "It was either this or silver, and gold seemed a bit more fitting."
Belle rolled her eyes. "I wonder why."
"Your sarcasm is nothing more than a turn on to me, sweetheart," he whispered in her ear.
Belle blushed and smacked his arm. "I still don't like the gold tooth, but I am glad that you feel better."
"I am too. It'll be nice to eat real food again." He'd been miserable throughout this entire process. Living off of gelatin and soup was not something he'd enjoyed. Belle laced her fingers with his and smiled. "But there is something that will be even nicer."
She looked up at him, still grinning. "Oh?"
"But of course."
Without any further warning, Gold swooped down and captured her lips with his own. Belle happily kissed back. She'd almost forgotten how sweet his lips tasted. They remained that way until Belle pulled away when he ran his tongue across he lips.
"What is it?"
"You just got your tooth put in, and your breath smells like wet sand," she said bluntly. Gold pouted at her rejection, and Belle kissed his cheek. "Just be patient. In a few days, your mouth is going to be working overtime to make up for lost time."
He smiled at the thought of Belle making him 'work' again. "Tease."
"You still love me."
TBC