Imagine Jack hurting his hand...
You watched Jack scribble on his notepad and he smiled.
Until, he got up from his bunk and he flinched "what happened?" You asked.
"I got a spinter" Jack whined and he sat next to you as he cuddled close to you.
You smiled and you managed to pull the spinter out as you kissed his hand.
"All better?" You questioned and Jack nodded "yeah..." he mumbled.