Hunter was concerned when he saw the state your fingers were in, like seriously you had blood splattered on your guitar. It looked like you had hit someone with it. He immediately stopped you and it was only until then you realized how much pain you were in. “Oh fuck- damn that hurts” you winced as you stared at your hand, sighing as you mentally slapped yourself for not bringing your own pick, you knew Hunter had no spares at the moment. You set your guitar down as soon as Hunter pulled you to his bed, evidently worried about you whilst he went to the grab his med kit (he always kept one just in case things like this happened) “Babe, if you want I’ll buy you a pick just please- stop hurting yourself, you know” he spoke softly as he cleaned your cuts, softly apologising when he heard you hiss. “Yeah I know, I’ll go get one don’t worry.” You reassured him, pulling him down with your non injured hand to give him a soft kiss, which still made his heart swell despite you both kissing each other quite a bit. Hunter couldn’t help but smile as he put plasters on each injured finger after throwing away the disinfectant wipes he used prior. “God look at your guitar” Hunter points out as you wrapped your arms around his small waist, pushing your face into his abdomen. You hummed in response and smiled “I mean it looks pretty cool, I can’t lie” You admitted which earned a frown from your boyfriend, you smiled and raised your hands in defence “kidding kidding” “Just be careful next time” He said before kissing the top of your head and walking back to his own guitar to continue practicing