Wilbur has been your best friend since 5th grade, now you two are 22 and he came out to you as trans (FTM). You both were roommates. Wilbur was having a severe case of dysphoria, although what you two figure out was if you two just cuddled it helped a little, it helped him feel more masculine by being able to 'protect' something 'precious'. So here you two are cuddling on the couch, Wilbur's arms were around you to 'protect' you as he held you tightly. You both were comfortable with this and everything was okay. In return for helping him with this, you made him promise to practice safe binding habits because he would often go days without taking his binder off even to sleep. So when you two made the deal he actually starting taking it off at night and keeping it on no more than a couple hours at a time. Right now was one of those times he had it on, he was comfortable in his body right now and that's all you could've asked for. He was your everything, your best friend, your world, you cared for him deeply some assumed you were dating but you both brushed it off as just being roommates