Aug 2, 2025
boyish reassurance
oscarmark | 3k
Mark books the ticket before he makes the call. He knows that Oscar will pick up within three rings, the same way he knows that Oscar will greet him with an eager exclamation of his name and agree to anything Mark asks of him.
It's nice to be wanted. It's okay to be wanted. Mark isn't doing anything wrong.
"Hi kiddo," Mark greets. He wedges his phone between his shoulder and drags his luggage along the driveway. "I'm good, I'm good. You? Great. Anyways, listen, Osc. Are you still spending the break in Monaco? You are? Perfect. I can stay with you for a few days, hm? Thanks, kid. I'll see you in a few hours."
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