[Oliver screws shut his eyes, taking comfort in his familiar touch and smell. Even freshly washed Connor's scent is still there, faint behind the soap. Anyone else would struggle to catch it, but Oliver's been imagining it since Connor had first arrived. He already feels less empty now that he's here in his arms.]
You should hate me.
[Part of him still doesn't understand why he doesn't. He hates himself for being capable of betraying someone he cares so much for as badly as he did. He'd thought that maybe Connor could be hiding something worse, but now he wonders if that's just an idea he used to make him feel less guilty. Connor's undeniably flawed, but in his heart he's a good person who's always tried to be there for him. He deserves the same from Oliver now that he's the one going through a difficult time.]
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You should hate me.
[Part of him still doesn't understand why he doesn't. He hates himself for being capable of betraying someone he cares so much for as badly as he did. He'd thought that maybe Connor could be hiding something worse, but now he wonders if that's just an idea he used to make him feel less guilty. Connor's undeniably flawed, but in his heart he's a good person who's always tried to be there for him. He deserves the same from Oliver now that he's the one going through a difficult time.]