It was a long and agonizing day after your volleyball match, thankfully winning after the intense rally. You were eager to get home and rest, and more importantly, stay in the comfort of your best friend.

Once you got home and freshened up, Bachira didn't fail to notice how exhausted you looked. He insisted on giving you a massage after you mentioned how sore your back muscles were, and you finally gave in to his begging.

So that was how you ended up on his bed, lying on your stomach while he straddled your waist, knees on either side of your body.

"I'll just lift up your shirt- WOAH!" He grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it off and stopped in his tracks when he saw your spine tattoo.

Jaw dropped, eyes wide, practically drooling at the sight. And your prominent back muscles weren't helping either.