Needles//r.d.
"Rian I'm really scared," you say into the phone as you drive to the doctor's. "Baby you'll be okay. I'm in the parking lot right now. I'll wait in front of the building for you." "What would I do without you?" "Doesn't matter because you have me. I love you," he says, hanging up. You pull into the parking lot to see Rian standing there. You give him a quick hug and he wraps his arm around your waist. You walk into the building and he kisses your head, pulling you closer. You then take the elevator to the 4th floor and walk into the doctor's. "Last name?" "Y/L/N," Rian answers. You take a deep breath and he squeezes your hand. "It'll be a couple of minutes. Take a seat," the receptionist smiles. You nod and Rian comes and sits on your left side. "Y/F/N," the doctor calls. You stand up and Rian follows, his hand on your lower back. The doctor prepares your arm and you start having a panic attack. "Ri, I can't do this. I-" "Sh, darling you'll be okay," he says, holding your hand. "Don't like needles?" Your doctor asks asks. "Hate them. I can't even use tacks in my wall," you laugh. "Well I'll try to make this quick," she smiles. You nod and look in the other direction. Rian holds the hand not being pricked and you take some deep breaths. "Will you tell me when you're going to stick it?" "Uhh.." "Darling, they're halfway done," Rian smiles sweetly. "What?" you ask in disbelief. "All done!!" the doctor finishes. "That wasn't all that bad!" you sigh as the doctor leaves to put your blood away to be tested and Rian gives you a kiss on the forehead. "Can we go get some froyo?" you ask. "Sounds like a plan," he smiles, escorting you out.
