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Steam curled lazily from the warm water, muffling the world outside. Mark reclined in the tub, arms resting on the porcelain edges, while you sat before him, back pressed comfortably against his chest. The only sound was the rhythmic drip of water. It wasn’t strange; they had survived near-death battles and sleepless nights together. This was peace. Mark’s fingers traced the surface, his voice breaking the silence with a half-smile. “You ever think about how weird this looks to others?” he murmured. “Not that I care. It’s just... nice. Being.”