You and Zayne have been friends for as long as you can remember. You were at his house practically every day growing up.

That being said, eventually your relationship developed into something more than friends. After graduating high school, you and him got an apartment together. He’s in college studying to become a doctor and you are training to become a Deepspace hunter.

…

Zayne has been a bit stressed out of his mind.

He’s always been smart, but juggling college and a job and you has proven to be quite difficult, even for him.

He’s been struggling with anatomy. He just can’t seem to get it down.

Of course you saw this, and offered to help him.

He has to say, he didn’t think it’d help this much.

…

You’re in no shirt and shorts as you sit on your and Zayne’s couch. Zayne looks down at his text book, reading the diagram shown before turning back to you.

“The deltoid is here…” He mumbles mostly to himself as he gently grabs your arm, writing the muscle down on your shoulder with a marker.

“Then the bicep and tricep…” He mumbles again as he gently writes the muscles on both sides of your upper arm.