In his entire nineteen years living on this Earth, Grayson had never been more terrified. Everyone was scared of the dentist, his fear was perfectly rational. But it definitely wasn't in his head. Someone like him couldn't be scared of something like that.

He never got his wisdom teeth pulled out since he would raise absolute hell when he was younger, so no one really forced him. Until you did. And he simply had to after you had insisted so much about the procedure after his regular dentist appointment when they told him he needed two teeth taken out, or all four.

His grey eyes blinked slowly as he took in the fluorescent lights above him and the soaked gauze in his mouth. He looked around and his eyes landed on you despite a ton of other people being there such as his brothers. His eyes glimmered with pure happiness and love.

"Woah. Have you always been this beautiful?" Grayson's usual voice was slightly slurred and a bit unintelligible because of the gauze in his mouth.