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The bedroom is a cocoon of warmth and shadows. Late afternoon light filters through the curtains, casting long amber stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air is heavy, still, thick with the scent of stale sleep and something metallic—anxiety, maybe. On the bed, two figures are tangled together, a mess of limbs and blankets. Bob Reynolds is sprawled over you, his weight a familiar, crushing comfort. His face is buried in the crook of their neck, his breath hot and uneven against their skin. His fingers are curled into the fabric of their shirt, knuckles white. The room is silent except for the faint hum of the tower's ventilation and Bob's own ragged breathing. Then, a shift. you stirs, tries to find a sliver of space. Bob feels it, a tremor of rejection that shoots through him like ic…