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Wilhelm and Simon planned for Wilhelm to be the one who actually talks to August, and for Simon to sit nearby and record the interaction. “Cause I'm an international… SUPER SPY-” Alex had sung when they told him the plan over the phone, cutting him off by hanging up.
Wilhelm was nervous as fuck. He had messaged August in the morning, two days after their short new york trip.
To: August
I’m ready to talk. Meet me in the courtyard at 4pm.
Delivered
He didn't wait for a response. He powered his phone off and spent the rest of the day reviewing what he was going to ask August to directly set him up for failure. Simon sat with him the entire day, comforting him with arm squeezes, kisses, and a shit ton of cuddles.
Around 3 they started on their way to the school. They knew for a fact that August would be on campus, but counted on him working out before the meeting time and showing up 30 minutes early as always. They were able to find a nook in the tall hedges where Simon could sit and not be seen, but still heard and able to hear.
Wilhelm paced the length of the cobblestone circle in the courtyard with his arms crossed until it was time. He chewed on his nails in anticipation. What if August was able to evade the questions? What if he found out that Simon was there? He knew for a fact that August had a distaste for Simon, and that he was known for violence. If worse comes to worst, he just has to hope he doesn't have to stoop to August's level and deck him. (but he wouldn't be mad if he had to, in fact, he thinks it would be quite satisfying.)
Finally august arrived. His posture was horrible and there were bags under his eyes, but he was trying to be happy. He smiled widely at Wilhelm and went in for a hug. Wilhelm backed away immediately.
“Don't fucking touch me.” He spat, shoving his hands into his pockets. August clenched his jaw but kept the smile plastered on his face.
“I said I was sorry,” August started with a protest as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“I’m not here to make friends with you. I will never be your fucking friend or family ever again.” Wilhelm informed August, watching his shoulders slump just a little bit.
“Then why are you here? If not to make amends.” August questioned looking off into the distance.
“I have questions. There are some things I want to know. About the video.” He said as August sighed.
“I really hoped we’d have moved past this by now.” August rolled his eyes and made a face that would've made Erik roll in his grave.
Wilhelm ground his teeth, “Why did you record it?”
August just shrugged and replied nonchalantly. “I didn't know that you’d be with a guy, I just wanted it for shits and giggles.”
The space between Wilhelm's eyebrows closed up as he became more confused, “Why were you even at my window?”
“I don't know, I was behind the dorms and I decided to take a look.” August shrugged once again and sat down on the stone wall of the courtyard.
“Why did you post the video?”
“Because I was angry at you, at what you said in the meeting,” August said referring to how Wilhelm stood up to august in the meeting to defend
“That doesn't give you the fucking right, august.” Wilhelm spat at him, taking a step closer.
“Oh please you would've done the same thing,” August accused, taking a step forward to Wilhelm as well, his jaw clenching.
“No, I would have fucking not.” Wilhelm yelled at august before putting his hand over his eyes and rubbing his forehead, “So let me get this straight, you looked in my window because you were in the area, recorded me and my boyfriend in an intimate moment for shits and giggles, and the moment you became angry with me you posted it to ruin my fucking life?”
“I didn't mean to ruin your life, I just wanted to get back at you! Get over it,” He said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.
“You're fucking sick, you know that?” Wilhelm said, pointing at August's chest and poking him a bit. August swatted his hand away and before he knew it, Wilhelm had decked August in the face. August stumbled backward a bit but didn't fall. He groaned at him but didn't make a move.
Before Wilhelm could go ahead and punch August again there was a warm hand on his arm, pulling him backward. “No, Willie,” Simon said from behind Wilhelm.
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Simon knew he had to intervene when he heard Willie punch August. He glanced over the bushes and watched Willie step forward with his arm up and ducked out from behind the bushes.
His phone was still recording in his hand but he forgot about it the second his hand came into contact with Willie's arm. “No, Willie,” He said breathlessly trying to pull Willie back.
“Oh, what the fuck?” August hissed as he lifted his hand to his cheek, taking a step forward. Willie didn't respond, backing away with Simon as August walked towards them. The two backed away as August continued talking. “You two fucking set me up that's so fucking low. I said I was goddamn sorry,” He said as he continued to walk to the boys until he was a few inches away from Willie.
Simon clenched his fist and stood next to Willie as August walked forward, “August I swear to fucking god if you touch either of us,” Simon said holding up his phone and showing Simon the fact that they were recording. August clenched his jaw and eyed Simon and Willie down.
“I’m gonna fucking kill you,” He growled before turning around and jogging away.
Willie sighed in relief when August left, letting himself be tugged away by Simon. Simon opened the door and basically pushed Willie into the back seat of the car, crawling in behind him and slamming the door.
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To: June
Does this work? (Audio.File.jpy)
Delivered
From: June
YESSSS- this is great i can understand what everyones saying but it sounds like it wasnt like,,, staged-ish. The article will be up in a few hours mark my word
5:03 pm
Wilhelm sighed in relief as he rested his phone down on the bedside table, leaving Simon's room and walking into the kitchen to see Simon standing at the counter drinking a glass of water.
Without warning, Wilhelm walked up behind Simon and hugged him. It wasn't as intimate as the night he had stayed over Simon's house, but not as harsh as when he hugged Erik for the last time.
Simon choked on his water a little bit and set his glass down. “Wille! You dumbass,” He said with a small smile as he tilted his head back a bit, putting his hands on Wilhelms.
“You love me,” Wilhelm countered, pressing a soft kiss onto Simon's neck with a smile feeling Simon shiver slightly under him and lean into Wilhelm.
Simon turned around in Wilhelms warm embrace and put his arms on Wilhelm's shoulders grinning, “I really do hope you had a nice Christmas,” he said, sticking his tongue out a bit quickly.
“Shut up,” Wilhelm said, pulling Simon closer and kissing him softly. Then again, and again, and soon the kisses were needier. More passionate. As if they couldn't get enough of each other.
Simon put his hand on Wilhelm's chest to stop him for a moment, staying silent for a moment before calling out into the house, “Mom?” After there was no response for a moment, Simon pulled Wilhelms face in for a searing kiss.
Sometime when the two were fumbling around in the dark Wilhelms phone buzzed.
From: June
It's out. (Link to: Update! August, second cousin to Crown Prince Wilhelm was confirmed as the recorder of the video)
6:10 pm
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Simon sighed in relief as he re-read the article. He couldn't get enough of it. It was finally over. Finally finally over. He grinned and pressed his face into Willie’s (CLOTHED, you nasty) torso before looking up at him with a wide smile plastered on his face.
It had only been posted last night but the support was flooding in. Willie already got a call from the local police department saying that they would be able to handle it from here.
Willie was humming some sort of song as he laid in bed with Simon. He ran his fingers through Simon's hair and even scratched a bit which made Simon sound like a wanna-be cat person felt very nice. Simon hummed happily and traced circles into the white fabric of Willie's t-shirt.
“We should go on a date. A proper official date.” Wille said seemingly out of the blue. Simon looked up at him with a small smile on his face and nodded.
“That sounds wonderful Willie. I do have a question for you though,” Simon said as he lifted himself up crawling over Willie until his head was just above his.
“What is it?” Wille asked as he placed his hands on Simon's lower back with the widest grin that Simon only ever saw when the two were alone together.
“Will you be my propper official boyfriend?” He asked with a small grin. Wille just rolled his eyes slightly and brought one hand to Simon's neck and pulled him down to press a kiss onto Simon's lip. And for one moment everything was perfect.