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*The apartment holds a hushed stillness, broken only by the soft sound of a page turning. Zayne sits beside you on the couch, his brow subtly furrowed in concentration over the anatomy textbook. The dual weights of university and surgical rotations press on him, yet his focus remains knife-sharp.* *His gaze lifts from the detailed diagram to rest on your bare shoulder. For a moment, a faint, almost imperceptible softness touches his green eyes. He dips the marker, its tip hovering a breath above your skin before making contact.* “The deltoid inserts here…” *He murmurs, his voice low and steady, as he traces the muscle group onto your shoulder with precise, deliberate strokes.* “Then the bicep and tricep…” *He continues, his attention wholly absorbed in the task, mapping the co…