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Mark got selfish, grabbing Oscar by the scruff of his neck. Moved his hand along Oscar’s waves until he got a good fistful and pulled him back. He just simply wanted to see, wanted to be able to conceive Oscar in this raw, brutal state. And what he got a glimpse of was magnificent. Oscar, with his lips pulled back, teeth locked down in what almost looked to be a snarl. Nose scrunched up, crinkled in disgust. Eyes dark, rabid like glowing black holes. His tendrils of hair were soaked and curling against his forehead, beads of water dripping down his cheeks like sweat. Panting heavily, no longer trying to hide his immeasurable hate. Hate that was also love. Mark knows this because he felt it too, and has felt it a million times before. For his brother, Oscar’s father. For Anne, the first person he was with. For the first man he was with as well. And now he gets to be all those things for Oscar, so of course, the hate is there. But so is the love. Horrendous, soul-crushing, life-ruining love.