Only One Room. Only One Bed. No Self-Control.
“Only one bed” isn’t just a trope. It’s a test.
Of boundaries. Of tension. Of how long two people can pretend nothing’s happening while everything is.
Add in a fake relationship, a jealous MMC, and the kind of silence that’s too loaded—and suddenly that bed feels a lot smaller.
Because sometimes the rules don’t break. They combust.
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