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I am on the crack. I want Dentist!Sync. With Dr. Kirkpatrick. Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

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[crownzeal.livejournal.com]

OMG, I would read that in a heartbeat!

[firequill.livejournal.com]

*encourages*

I know I already said the LSoH thing to you... but "I don't wanna be an Elf, I wanna be a dentist" also comes to mind! *WEE*

Part 1/2

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So, I don't really know if you wrote this idea yourself after all, but here's my version of it. Hope you like it, not beta'd.

JC leaned against the counter, his hand pressed against his right cheek, and waited for Justin to finish his phone call. The tooth had started to hurt a few hours ago and despite the painkillers the pain just got worse, radiating down his throat and back to his ear. He finally called Justin, who had started working at Dr. Kirkpatrick's office a few months ago, for an appointment.

He massaged lightly over the warm skin of his cheek. He watched Justin leaf through the calendar in front of him, phone pressed to his ear, and finally scrawl something between other notes for appointments. JC was lucky that Justin had been able to squeeze him in today, Dr. Kirkpatrick was a very popular dentist.

Justin finally hung up. "I'm sorry, C, but it's a madhouse today."

He gesticulated something that he hoped Justin would understand as 'no problem.' Opening his mouth, and therefore talking, hurt too much.

"It won't be long anymore." Justin smiled sympathetically and JC wasn't quite sure if Justin really was feeling for him or if it was just Justin doing his job. Either way, it didn't lessen the pain at all. "Chris will be with you in a minute."

JC raised an eyebrow. Justin was on a first name basis with his boss? Interesting.

Just then the voice of someone behind him caught his attention. "Hey J, what's next on the agenda?"

JC turned around and looked into the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen. The rest of the guy wasn't so bad either, dark hair, very nice body, only the beard with the two braids was kind of weird.

"That's my friend JC and this is Chris Kirkpatrick, my boss." Justin introduced them and JC grabbed Chris' hand, shaking it. He could see why Dr. Kirkpatrick was so popular with his patients.

"Ah, yeah, the emergency," Chris smiled. JC tried to smile back, but even that little motion hurt and he settled with just a nod. "Come on, we're going to look at this little sucker."

Following Chris into his office, JC had the perfect view of a very fine ass. Nice, he thought and was it only his imagination or did his tooth really hurt less?

He sat down on the big chair, looking at all the scary instruments.

"Okay, then. Lets get this show on the road," Chris said, pressing a button, and the chair slowly moved back until JC lay on his back, looking at the ceiling. But soon enough Chris' face came into his line of sight, a white mask covering his nose and mouth.

"Open up." Chris lightly touched one end of his scary instrument to his lips. "I promise it won't hurt... much."

JC made a protesting sound in the back of his throat, but Chris' chuckle and the gleam in his eyes made him open his mouth as far as he could, which at his current state wasn't very far. Chris looked at his teeth with the help of the little mirror at the end of the instrument and 'hmmm'd' a couple times. He was very gentle and JC hardly felt anything. At least it didn't hurt more than it already had.

Finally he took his instruments out of JC's mouth and JC closed his mouth, waiting for Chris to tell him what was wrong with his tooth.

"Just like I suspected," Chris began, his mask pulled down his chin, "it's the wisdom tooth and I'm afraid it'll have to come out."

JC whimpered. A wisdom tooth extraction? Not something he needed right now.