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It was three weeks after the Jubilee. During these three weeks, Simon had been rushed into the palace to do “damage control” regarding his boyfriend's historic coming out. Simon was now boarding at Hillerska, rooming with his beloved Wilhelm. He hadn’t spoken to Sara since shit hit the fan, and it fucking stung.
He hadn’t seen his best friends Rosh and Ayub in these three weeks. So now, he had a bit of time to chill. Linda had invited him over to dinner, along with Rosh and Ayub. It felt a bit odd to Simon to be back in his home. The air was tense; Sara and him not speaking and Linda knowing absolute shit about what went down between the two once-close siblings.
Dinner was an awkward affair. Simon kept shooting daggers at Sara and ignored everything Sara said to him. Simon rushed to eat and he could tell his friends sensed the tension in the air. After dinner, Rosh and Ayub joined Simon in his room.
“Okay, Simme,” Ayub started, “It’s been a bit and I need you to tell us everything that happened. We want the details,” Ayub finished.
“I know you’ve sent texts and we’ve done a couple of phone calls, but let’s get down and dirty and start analyzing this shit!” Rosh joined in.
“Well, let’s start with Marcus. Right before everything happened with…” He trailed off, “I dumped Marcus’s ass 'cause like, I didn’t feel shit about him. I tried, God, I tried rebounding and it failed.” Simon paused.
“Hey, you don’t need to tell us if you don’t want to,” Rosh spoke in a serious but warm tone.
“No, it’s fine,” His friends nodded.
“I kissed Wille at the ball,” Simon had previously told his friends that he went to the ball with Marcus.
“Oh?” Ayub said.
“Yeah, like, fuck, only Wille could look good dressed as a fucking founding father! He said he’d give me space and that he thought I didn’t love him anymore so I panicked. I ditched Marcus and I couldn’t stand him thinking I didn’t want him or love him so I just couldn’t help myself. I kissed him.” Simon declared.
“We had a fight after the ball and the whole police thing, which I told you about. We made up. Then, we had a presentation and Wille couldn’t make it. I told him that I was going to the police and we thought we’d never be able to be with each other again so we had sex,”
“Was it good?” Ayub teased.
“AYUB!” Rosh screamed.
“Bro… yes,” Simon responded.
“Anygays, “ Rosh and Ayub giggled at his remark, “I spent the night, dumped Marcus in the morning, and then found out about Sara and everything relating to August. I realized that night that I could not live without Wille. Before Wille’s speech, I pulled him aside and told him I wanted to be with him even if we were a secret. It was all worth it to me. Then I told him that I loved him,”
“You’re in love with him?” Rosh questioned.
“Yeah, I am, I’m in love with Wille. I have been for a while. He told me right before Christmas and after we broke up that he loved me, but I couldn’t say it back, even though I knew how I felt. But, uh, I’ve always loved him. That’s why Marcus and I just didn’t… click,”
He whispers, “Wille’s the love of my life,”
His friends gather him into a group hug.
“I’m sorry we pushed for you to rebound with Marcus,” Rosh whispered.
“It’s okay, I’ve got what I need now,” Simon replied.
Simon hugged them for a bit longer, then spoke again, “Ready to find out what happened after the Jubilee?”
His friends pulled off of him and hummed their agreement. He began, “Wille came out and then I was rushed off the steps by the Royal Court. I was hustled into a meeting where the queen was fucking livid. This could not be taken back. By the time I was in the school from the steps, the video was already online and obviously on TV, and I was sure it was heading towards viral in those five minutes. Spoiler alert, it was”
“Wille then entered. He ran up to me and gave me the biggest hug. I launched myself onto his lips. I whispered I love you in the short space between our lips, and he pushed me into another passionate and deep kiss. He told me he loved me and then we had a debate on who loved each other more. It was this time when Mama came in after being guided, confused, into the school. Behind her was August. Wille kept his arms around me but told August to fuck off and get out. Mama seemed confused but went over to Wille and me. She asked with we were back together and we nodded proudly with smiles on our faces. She told Wille how proud she was of him and they hugged.”
“I love your mom!” Ayub said, smiling.
“The Queen had softened a bit at the sight of her son so happy, but we could all tell she thought this was an absolute clusterfuck and she refused to let August leave. Mama had no idea where Sara was, as well as the Crown's security team. They decided to go on without her. Mama tried protesting, but they wouldn’t hear it. Eventually, they called it a day, but Wille had to go back to the palace with his family. He promised to text updates throughout the day. He did. We called that night and filled me in on palace logistics. He told me that Mama and I needed to come to the palace the next day, and so we did.” Simon explained.
“What was it like? The palace, I mean,” Rosh asked.
“Rich. Large. So un-homey. I got to see Wille before meetings. We may or may not have delayed the meetings…”
“Did you and Wille have sex in his princely bed?” Ayub questioned.
“Uhh…”
“Called it!”
“Okay, so we may have had sex in his “princely bed” but we lost track of time! We made it through the meetings though after!”
“How were they?” Rosh quizzed.
“Boring as hell. The Royal Court fucking sucks, but I had already expected that since Wille told me so. The internet was already bringing out the tape again, and they were showing me articles, tabloids, and magazines of my fucking O face and my mother was right there! Why show me this? I don’t want to fucking see it. Wille was pissed about this, just as much as I was, and yelled at Court members. It was so fucking hot though, ” Simon blushed when he realized he said the last part out loud.
“That’s so fucked up! I fucking hate the court!” Rosh exclaimed.
“What the fuck, man? I hate royalty and all their shit. Except for Wille, I like Wille,” Ayub responded.
Simon hummed in response.
“Like I told you, they wanted me on Hillerska campus because of security shit. Now that everything was out in the open, they wanted me to be safe. Hence, bunking with my bae. Wille made it clear after a long discussion with me on that phone call that he would eventually court me. They knew, at this point, you don’t mess with The Crown Prince and his future husband, ”
“Wait, wait, wait!” Rosh screamed, “You’re gonna marry Wille???!!”
“I mean, yeah, in the future. I’m in it for the long run. He is too. With royalty, these things need to be clear in advance time,”
“Are you okay with this? Like Prince Consort Simon?” Rosh counter-claimed.
“Honestly, yeah. It was only a few months without him but, fuckkkk, it was hard. Wille might abdicate too, he probably will. The court doesn’t know he’s for real for real considering it, but he is. And even if he ends up not abdicating, I can’t lose him again. It was too fucking awful. I need him, he’s my oxygen.” Simon replied, misty-eyed.
“As long as you’re happy, we’ll support you, bro,” Ayub said, as he got up to hug him. Rosh joined in on the hug.
“Thanks, guys. I love you,”
“I love you too,” His friends both whispered.
“Tell us about what happened after y’all started bunking together,” Rosh smirked.
“Well, we always share a bed. We kiss constantly. Do everything together. We’ve had a hell of a lot of sex. We’ve been experimenting, if you know what I mean…”
“Anal?” Ayub questioned.
“Anal,” Simon responded. “It’s been nice doing everything together. He makes me feel safe. And I love him and always want to be around him. I mean, I miss Mama, and my room and home. The crown is paying for my stay at Hillerska, and Mama was okay with it, and I’m happy. So here I am.
“Here you are,” Ayub and Rosh said back.
“But bros, Wille is so amazing. He’s so pretty. He’s so hot. He’s so cute. He’s so nice. He smells so good. He loves me right. He kisses so perfectly. He’s great in bed. He loves frogs. Like so much. I bought him a whole bin of toy frogs so he can have so many of them. He loves to read and has a bunch of books with him. He loves hugs and kisses and cuddles so I supply him with them. He loves Taylor Swift and we dance around the room to her at 3 AM when we can’t sleep. He gets distracted easily by me and just stares at me. He stares at me so intensely. I don’t even mind it. I love the mole on his cheek and I love kissing it. I love his hair. Guys, it’s so soft. His fucking royal shampoo and conditioner works. His clothes are always so soft because of his royal fucking detergent. He is so beautiful. I could write a bajillion songs about him because he’s so AHHHHHHHH! I love him! I love him! I love him! I’m gonna marry him one day! We even started talking about what we’ll name our future kids! We started planning the wedding and we have Pinterest boards dedicated to it! I’M SO IN LOVE THAT I MIGHT STOP BREATHING! DREW A MAP ON YOUR BEDROOM CE-”
“Jesus fucking Christ. You’re WHIPPED!” Ayub teased.
“I can’t fucking stand gay people,” Rosh joked.
“You are gay people,” Simon retorted.
Simon talked to them for a few more hours before it turned into a sleepover. When Simon slept, he dreamed of hazel eyes, brown hair, soft kisses, sacred touches, and happiness. And Simon is. Well, Simon is so in love he could die.