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It was in those moments that Wilhelm forgot he was a prince, when he was there under the covers with him, nothing in his mind but the curly haired boy who was sleeping next to him.
His skin looked more golden thanks to the sun starting to filter through the windows, and Wilhelm couldn't stop looking at him.
He brushed a strand of curls off his face and Simon furrowed his brows for a moment.
Wilhelm smiled and began to caress him, from the arm sprawled between them, up to the shoulder going down to the rib where there was a bump, he could feel it under his fingertips.
Wilhelm looked down and saw a small scar across his rib and his mind began to wonder about ways he might have gotten it.
He realized he was distracted only when Simon moved to lie on his stomach, his eyes still closed but clearly awake.
"Hey," he blinked, his mouth thick with sleep.
"Good morning" he smiled as he saw his boyfriend come to his senses, continuing to gently caress him.
"I hear you thinking Wille, " his hoarse voice sent chills down his spine and he had to close his eyes for a moment.
Wilhelm rested his hand on his chest, the steady beating of his heart right under his palm and looked up, finding two eyes already on him.
"How did you get that scar?" he didn't know why but part of him was afraid to hear the answer.
Simon squirmed, almost embarrassed, and took a deep breath.
"Um- my dad pushed me and I fell on a bottle of beer when I was 11"
Wilhelm hated knowing that in the past Simon didn't feel safe in his own home, he hated thinking of him hiding in some corner or locked in his room together with Sara waiting for their father to come back sober.
He wanted to be there with him, he didn't know what he would do but he wanted to take away even only a bad memory.
He did not tell him any of this instead he leaned towards him to kiss him, Simon returned relieved by the distraction but he could feel in that kiss everything Wilhelm wanted to say.
They parted for air, their lips swollen and red.
"You are beautiful"
"Stop it"
"You are beautiful" repeated Wilhelm
Simon hid his face in his hands, opening his fingers a little just in time to see Wilhelm push his hair back and lick his lips.
''Stop.it.'' he grunted again.
''What did I do now'' he replied chuckling.
Simon gestured to his face hoping that he would get the message, then hid again inside the crook of his neck breathing in the smell of his skin.
''Are you trying to turn me on?''
''Is it working?''
Simon hid even further pushing his whole body onto Wilhelm’s.
Wilhelm's breath hitched for a moment and Simon took the opportunity to get on top of him and start kissing him.
He couldn't be happier that there was no school today, because they weren't going to get up from that bed soon.