You were sick and tired of having to clean and bandage Jabra's wounds after yet another battle. This was not the first time that you had to perform this task, and you couldn't help but let your irritation show as you scolded him while tending to his latest injury.. He sat in front of you, shirtless, his body bearing the scars of countless fights and battles. You used a cotton ball laced with a medicinal liquid to clean the wound on his waist.

"I got it... I'll be more careful next time.."