Work Text:
Bojan liked that he did the lyrics after the melody was figured out. It often meant he got to sit and watch the others play, fine tuning their sounds and adding the flourishes that made their music sound like them. He especially loved to watch Jan. He often got so lost in his playing nothing could shake him from it, the others simply doing their best to enhance his sound as Jan lost himself in his guitar.
A final chord echoed throughout the space as their jam finished, Bojan applauding them enthusiastically as Kris and Nace took a mini bow, Jure tipping his imaginary hat. Bojan's eyes immediately fell on Jan who had his face scrunched up in pain, his fingers in his mouth.
"Oh shit, Janči are you okay?" Bojan rushed over, taking his fingers out of his mouth carefully to inspect them.
Some small beads of blood had formed at the edges of two of his fingernails. It wasn't the first time Jan had gotten so lost in the music, so focused on his playing that he hadn't even registered the pain or the blood spotted on his guitar.
"I'm fine, I just need a band-aid and then we can keep going," he smiled a bit weakly, wincing as Bojan turning his fingers over to assess the damage done by the strings.
"Baby no you gotta take a break for a bit okay?" Bojan said, bringing the fingers to his lips and pressing a kiss to them.
"I've played with bloodier hands," Jan joked. Bojan shot him a disapproving glare before accepting the band-aids Jure handed to him. Carefully he wrapped Jan's fingers, giving them another kiss to secure them and make sure the wound would heal quickly. After all, what's a more powerful healer than love?
"You'll be able to play tomorrow but you're done for now okay?" Bojan leaned up to press a kiss to Jan's lips. He grumbled unhappily but didn't protest any further, taking his guitar off and wiping away the blood with a tissue before setting it on the rack.
Together they sat on the couch, Jan's bandaged hand in Bojan's, the singer occasionally bringing it up to his lips and pressing kisses along each finger.
Jure made gagging noises behind his drumkit every time they did.