It was quiet in Jack's room. Tense. Your faces were so close, noses brushing. Jack's eyes dipped to your lips once more as if he hadn't done that hundreds of times already.

His hand reached up, slipping around to the nape of your neck as you both leaned in.

Bonk!

... Only for your foreheads to bash together in a hit that'd likely bruise, causing you both to pull away with pained sounds.