Title: Kiss It Better
Pairing: Implied Charlie x Jack
Genre: Fluff?
Rating: K+
Words: 188
Summary: Charlie thinks Jack should change his method of treating wounds, or at least, his wounds.
Warnings: Implied slash.
Disclaimer: Lost and its characters do not belong to me.
Note: Written for Live Journal "30randomkisses" challenge, theme #9 – medicine.
"It's not as bad as it looks."
Charlie winced as warm fingers ghosted over his bleeding wound. Jack gave him a sort of smile, an attempt to be reassuring, as he started to treat it. The British rocker started to move away from his hand, but Jack held him steady.
"Come on, Charlie."
"It stings," he hissed.
"I know," the doctor's voice was soft, but firm. "But I have to get this medicine on here or it'll get infected. There's no other way I can heal it."
Charlie considered this for a moment while Jack did his work. Then, shooting the other man a teasing smile, he said, "You could kiss it better."
Jack's eyebrows shot up, and he wasn't sure what that flip his heart did was all about. He laughed a little to cover up the clearing of his throat.
"That treatment hasn't been medically proven to work."
Charlie shrugged his shoulders.
"It worked when my grand-mum did it."
"Well…" Jack closed his medicine case and stood to leave. He looked down at Charlie, with something that could be called a smirk. "I'm not your grandmother."