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Wilhelm found out his parents were going to be away and immediately texted his boyfriend to tell him he's sending a car to to pick him up on Friday to come see him at the palace.
I'm here Simon texts him when he's pulling up in the garage. Malin takes him into the palace as she does every time he visits. When they've reached his room on the third floor, Malin notifies Wilhelm of their arrival by knocking.
"Crown Prince, Simon is here"
Wille rushes to the door, swinging it open, pulling Simon inside and thanking Malin before quickly shutting it.
"Hi" Simon chuckles at Willes eagerness. "I missed--" The prince braces him up against the wall and slams his lips into Simons. It's not very hot or coordinated since Simon can't stop laughing.
Wille pulls back, "Whats so funny?"
"Nothing, you're clearly very turned on" He giggles. "Can I get a hello?"
Wille pouts, "I just miss you and I feel like we haven't been alone in a while."
"We haven't but we also have the whole weekend. Relax" He smiles, his finger tips playing with the ends of his boyfriend's blond hair. "What were you thinking about before I got here? "
"Hmm?"
"You clearly were thinking about something that's got you turned on" Simon smirks cheekily with a raise of his brows.
"Crown Prince" He hears over the speaker, "Dinner is ready."
"Can't answer that now, time for dinner" He smiles, thankful for the out.
Simon laughs and pecks his lips, "Let me change first and I'll come down"
Wille nods and leaves Simon to it. The boy throws his overnight bag on the bed to pull out his pajama shorts, ruffling through until realizing that was the one thing he forgot to pack. He walks over to Wille's dresser in attempt to find something that'll do. He looks through the pants drawer for sweats and ones that might fit him when he feels something hard and velvet. He digs in deeper and pulls out the box out, gasping when his eyes land on it
He stares wide eyed and in awe for way too long. He swallows the lump in his throat and adjusts his body so he's faced away from the door and opens the box and holy shit. A ring. Was Wilhelm planning on proposing to him? I mean, they had been together for four years and talked about their future. Its just they never talked about marriage specifically, if that was something they wanted but Simon doesn't linger on the lack of previous conversations too much because he's so fucking excited. He can't contain his smile as his index finger grazes over the diamond ring. He squeals in excitment once more that he's going to get married. He rushes to put the ring back before Wille gets suspicious that hes taking so long. He pulls out the smallest size of sweats and swaps them with the jeans he's wearing and hurries down to eat.
When he makes it to the dining room, Wille looks up at him, "Everything okay?"
"Yeah, forgot my pants and borrowed yours" He says plopping beside him in the chair and pulling him in for a kiss. A kiss that Wille is thankful that no one else is here to see because it nearly takes him out. He pulls back with a lick of his lips, "Wasnt it you who said we have all weekend?"
"I really love you. That's all"
Wille smiles and squeezes his thigh, "Love you too. "
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There's a 100% chance Simon is getting ahead of himself. Wille hasn't even asked yet. He could be planning to ask an entire year from now but Simon couldn't help himself. He was excited so he ratted to Ayub and Rosh who were currently helping him figure out what he would wear. Even encouraging him. They're surfing the web, roaming tux sites, "Do I want to wear white or another color?" He asks as he scrolls. "Like we could say fuck the marital system and just wear black or like red or something?"
"Do not wear red to your fucking wedding, Simon" Rosh says. "Thats not cute. Maybe white, black or like a dark blue or something would be nice. But you have to figure out what Wille is wearing too"
"I know. He needs to hurry and ask me so we can start coordinating. But when he does, I'll already have several options. Make the whole wedding planning part a lot easier."
"Have you thought about invites? Like inviting Micke?"
Simon sighs and shrugs, "I don't know. I mean I'm sure he would want to be there but I don't want Sara to be uncomfortable. I might just talk to her and see. But I think I want mom to walk me down the aisle anyway. If we choose to do that whole thing"
"Do you know how royal weddings work?" Ayub asks. "Like what if there's ways it has to be done?"
"Its my wedding. I'm having it the way me and Wille want. Not what the queen wants. She knows by now I don't listen to her so.... Anyway can we focus on the fun part for now and we'll worry about that later."
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Now he's gone way too far because he couldn't help himself but go to a shop and try on some suits with his friends after class. I mean, online was fine but how is he really supposed to know by looking at a digital mannequin. Simons excitment surprises everyone because he was never one of those kids who envisioned their wedding when they were 9. He never thought about marriage and maybe its because he's gay and never saw a gay wedding but he never thought of it for himself or cared to really. But thinking about marrying Wille? That's what he wanted and can see it so clearly.
He steps out of the dressing room in his third suit. A navy one with black accents, 'What do we think?" He asks his friends
"I like it but the white with the black bow tie was still my favorite" Rosh says
"I think so too" Simon agrees, looking in the mirror
"Wille is going to lose his shit seeing you in that" Ayub adds
Simon smiles fondly thinking about his boy. "So we can come back after he proposes and get the white one" He concludes going back into the dressing room to change.
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Its been a month and Simon is getting impatient because what is taking Wille so long to ask. He's sure his boyfriend has this extravagant plan that can't happen overnight but it's constantly on his mind.
Even when they go to Wille's cousins wedding a month later, Simon is stupidly giddy that Wille keeps asking him what he's so excited about. He just lies and says he's happy for the groom and bride.
Simon starts to anticipate its going to happen another month later when Wille says he's taking him out on a date. They don't have dates too too often so the boy can't help but let his mind wander. Maybe tonight is the night he becomes an engaged man.
Its a rooftop restaurant on the 16th floor, riddled with white fairy lights and greenery. The place is rented out. Simon knows Wille doesn't like to do that, rarely does but he also knows that they won't get privacy to enjoy their date otherwise without eyes and cameras on them.
"This is super romantic and sweet" Simon smiles looking out at the view and back at his boyfriend. He leans over and plants a kiss on his lips, "Thank you"
"Of course. I figured we hadn't done anything like this in a while and I miss taking you out. Think we got a bit comfortable "
Simon smiles and locks their hands together across the table, "This is perfect. Do you know what you're going to order?"
"I remember Erik telling me about this place. He really likes their salmon. So I might do that"
Simon looks through the brief menu, figures its all good if the menu is so selective and chooses a pasta dish. When they put their orders in and are left alone and unbothered, Simon feels his heart pattering in his chest.
"Your hands are so sweaty" Wille says.
"I know, I don't know why" Simon plays off, unlocks the grip and wipes his hands on his pants. "Let's go over here" Wille says leading the way to the railing where the view was much better.
This is it, Simon thinks. He takes a deep breath and gets up following Wille and rests his elbows on the railing
"Erik would always come here with girls. Always say I had to come with him and try the food. Sucks that we never found the time too" Wille shares.
"But we're here now, you know he's always here in spirit. And you're trying his favorite dish, sure he's smiling about that right now"
Wille nods, shifting his weight on the other leg as he glances down at the passing cars, "Its weird that whole thing happened after I met you because if it happened before, I don't know if... it would of been 100 times harder, you know?"
Simon wraps his arms around Wille's neck and pulls him in for a hug, giving a gentle kiss to his neck, "Im glad you bought me here. To his favorite spot"
"Okay, let's not talk about this. I don't want to cry" He chuckles. "Maybe after this we can go to some dingy ice cream place for dessert"
"No, I told you we're never eating ice cream together. I can't stand watching you eat pistachio as if that's a reasonable choice"
"You're never gonna Iet that go, will you? "
"Its sick and twisted. Only old rich people eat that. Maybe you're too bougie for me after all" He teases. Wille laughs and pulls Simon in by his waist for a kiss, muttering I love you against his lips and just when Simon thinks the prince is going to pull back and get on his knees, Wille takes his hand and leads them back to their table when the food has arrived. Hes a little confused, maybe he wanted to eat first. But after they eat. Nothing. And after ice cream, nothing. And suddenly Simon is being dropped off home and Simon has never been more confused than when his boyfriend kissed him good night.
They go on two other romantic dates within the next couple of weeks and....still nothing. So Simon has decided he needs to figure out what's going on. Do a bit of detective work and figure it out
It starts with him borrowing Willes phone to see if there was anything set on his calendar for wedding stuff and nothing. Checks his browser history and nothing. He even asks his own mom if Wille may have talked to her about anything wedding related and she seemed so taken aback that there was no way he asked for her permission. If that was something he was going to do at all. Not that Simon cared much but it was all just wasn't making sense.
Even when he checked the dresser again. The box has been moved so he's decided to bring it up to Wille tonight hoping for some answers. It's been a little over four months. He tried not to bring it up in case he was ruining the surprise but he was driving himself sick.
So he asks when they're in bed at the palace watching a film. Simon plays with the chain resting on Wille's collarbones and clears his throat before saying, "Are you proposing soon?"
Wille clearly takes it as a joke if the muffled laugh was anything to go by, "Are you?" Wille throws back.
"No but I'm really wondering if you are"
When Wille realizes Simon is serious,he pauses the movie, "I wasn't really planning on it. Why?"
Simons brows furrow, "Really?" He asks sitting up. "You can tell me. I'll still be surprised when you ask."
Wille chuckles and scratches his head, "Im not planning a proposal, Simon. Why, should I be? I'm confused" He asks sitting up and resting back against the headboard.
Bewilderment is riddled all over Simons face. "Well a couple months back when I stayed over, I found the engagement ring in your dresser" He confesses. "I've sort of been waiting for you to ask me"
Wille's eyes widen and then close in what looks like defeat as he deeply exhales.
"What? Did I ruin it?" Simon asks
"You know I love you so much." This can't be good, Simon thinks. "And I want to spend my life with you but um-- that wasn't a ring I bought. I was holding onto it for my cousin. Whose wedding we went to. He didn't want the wedding ring to be in the house in case she found it"
"Oh" Simon says simply. How did he let himself get so fixated on this. So much so that he already picked out his tux and the theme for the wedding. Hell, he was even going to get started on creating a guest list.
"Im sorry. I didn't know you were thinking that"
Simon looks up at Wille and forces a smile. He feels silly for letting his mind convince himself of this.
Wille can tell Simon is disappointed and can't stop talking in hopes of fixing it, "I mean I'm not opposed to that but Simon,we never even talked about it. Like I don't even know if you would want to marry me. Or have a wedding and stuff. I assumed you didn't want that because you hate all that traditional stuff"
"I do but I would do it because I want to be with you, Wille. That was all"
Wille is still a little lost. He also feel like he fucked up but to no fault of his own. He caresses Simons knee, "We can talk about it now. I mean I'm surprised you thought that was for you considering we haven't decided that's what we wanted"
"I was surprised too but I was also happy about it. I even--i stupidly had already started planning stuff."
"Oh fuck baby I'm sorry this is a mess" He says pulling him into his arms. "I feel like I fucked up but I really didn't know you were thinking that. At all. But I mean we can talk about it now, so you do want me to propose? Like you want a wedding and everything?"
Simon shrugs, "It'd be nice considering I really like my suit" He jokes. "But if you dont want--"
"I do, I do. I mean why wouldn't I marry you? I know you're the only person I want to spend my life with"
Simon softly smiles and climbs into Willes arms and pushes him back on the bed, "So can I expect to be engaged some time soon?"
"We'll talk about it some more but within the next 5 years"
"Wille..." He groans.
"What?" He laughs. "Cant have you expecting it"
"Whatever. I just really want a nice ring. Okay?" He says pecking his boyfriend's lips. "Take the time you need, I just want a nice ring"
"As you wish" Wille smiles leaning up to close the gap between their lips
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Its still a long wait to get proposed to but its more bearable this time around because Simon knows its going to happen eventually and they talked about it some more about what being married means in their circumstances. How things would go. What they want and the fact that Wille initiated those conversations was all reassuring to Simon. He also knows people talk a lot about engaged and married sex but if he has any say, pre knowing you're getting engaged sex might also be a runner up in that line up because he and Wille couldn't get enough of each other lately.
3 months, 6 months, 9 months past and no engagement. It quite honestly does slip Simons mind because university is taking up most of his thoughts but they're going on a trip to Italy when they're on summer break so he has something to look forward to.
When he finishes his last final, it feels like a truck has lifted off of him as he can finally pack for his trip. They've gone on trips before, but they usually revolve around work for Wille so this is one of three trips they're doing just for themselves.
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Wille swears the ring is burning a hole in his carry on. He's anxious out of his fucking mind on the plane but he doesn't think his body is making it too obvious because Simon is sleeping in his lap peacefully so he's not shaking as much as he thought he was but he just needs to get this over with so they can enjoy the rest of the trip, stress free and engaged.
Wille knows Simon isn't expecting it especially considering the boy had asked if his sister can join them but they hadn't taken a trip together in a while so the prince told Simon he wanted it to be just them and Simon bought it but Wille had promised on their next trip, they can bring Simons sister and mother.
Arriving in Tuscany feels incredible. The weather is gorgeous and they're elated to be spending three weeks doing nothing but making out, sleeping together and eating everything.
The first two days are fun but WIlle feels like he's going to puke the whole time. Which is silly because he knows Simon is going to say yes, he's the one who bought up getting married but he thinks it's impossible to not be anxious.
On their third day, they have a private sunset boat ride scheduled and that's where Wille is planning for it to happen. When they get on the boat, they settle into the seats and pour glasses of wine from the bottles set in front of them. They're also giving crackers,cheese and fruit.
Simon looks up to Wille, "This feels very rich right now" He chuckles as he sips his wine. "But very very romantic"
Wille smiles and gives him a kiss, "Lets go on the top deck" he says offering his hand. Simon takes it and Wille walks them up to the top deck for an unobstructed view of the town and sunset. Hues of pink and orange decorate the horizon. Wille braces himself behind Simon, wrapping his arms around his waist and pecking his neck
The curly haired boy smiles, hand tracing over Wille's watch, "Remember the first time you held me like this? In my room? When we were at Hillerska?"
"Of course I remember. Want to always hold you like this" He says taking a step back, pulling the ring out and getting on a knee. Simon turns around when he's out of Willes brace for too long and sees his boyfriend kneeling before him.
"Oh shit" He gasps.
"Simon, I want to keep spending my life with you. Holding you. Kissing you. Growing old with you. I love you and wanted to know if you would marry me?" He asks.
Simon pulls Wille to stand up and slams his lips into his, "Of course" He mumbles in the kiss. "Fuck" He says pulling back from the kiss. They kiss and hug and giggle for a while until Wille takes the ring out of the box, "What if this fell in the water right now?" He laughs.
Simon narrows his gaze up at him, "I hope you have an oxygen tank because I would make you go and get it" He teases as he holds his left hand out and Wille slides the ring on his finger, "Is it what you wanted? I looked forever for that damn ring"
"Its perfect" Simon smiles looking at him, wrapping his arm around his fiances waist, head tilted up against his chest, "Im so happy with you"
Wille looks down at Simon who has the fondest, mesmerized look in his eyes. He thinks how lucky he is to have someone who loves him like this. That he gets to spend his life with.
"Me too" Wille smiles pecking his lips. "Can we get drunk now?" He laughs and they spend the evening on the boat getting wasted and making out under the stars.