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“I never loved you Wille. You’re just a selfish bitch who cares about nothing except your own reputation.”

I watched in horror as he stepped into the road.

“Simme…”

“You are just like your mother.”

A bus came out of nowhere, running him over.

“SIMME! NO!”

I woke up shaking. I couldn’t breathe. I tried to calm myself down, told myself it was just a dream, but my vision was worsening. I felt light headed.

I picked up the phone and called him.

“Hello?” He sounded half asleep. Shit. I must have woken him up.

“Did I wake you up? I’m so so sorry just go back to bed.”

“You sound out of breath, what happened? Was it another nightmare?”

He knew me too well.

“No, it’s fine, just…” It was hard to speak. “just go back… go back to…”

“WILLE! WAKE UP!”

Simme was standing in front of me, shaking me awake.

No, that wasn’t right, I was just on the phone with him.

“Oh thank god. You passed out when you were on the phone, so I rushed over here.”

I started to cry.

“I’m sorry, Simme, I shouldn’t have called, I should’ve let you sleep-“

“Wille, it’s okay-“

“NO! It’s not okay. I’m sorry for waking you up, I’m sorry for betraying you, I’m sorry, I should have thought about other people for a change, I’m just like her…” My voice began to fade. “I’m just like her… I’m just like her…”

Realization dawned on his face.

“Wille, that was a year ago. We talked it through, I forgave you. You need to stop being so hard on yourself. You are not like her.”

“But you.. you died because of me, you stepped into traffic because-“ I couldn’t finish the sentence. I was sobbing uncontrollably.

He held me for the rest of the night.

“I promise, I’m not going to die anytime soon. I’m right here Wille. I’m right here.”

“I love you, Simme.”

“I love you too.”

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“Simme. Simme, wake up.”

“Ughhhh, let me sleep.”

“Simme, it snowed last night!”

“Just five more minutes.”

“SIMME C’MON!”

“No.”

I got up, almost knocking him out of the bed.

“Willeeee.”

I ignored him, splashed water on my face, brushed my teeth, and combed my hair. By the time I got out of the bathroom, Simme was sitting up in the bed.

“Well, look who finally woke up. C’mon, get ready for the snow!”

I started to change into warm clothes, so I wouldn’t freeze in the snow.

“Nah, I think I’ll just sit here and enjoy the show.”

I rolled my eyes at him, clearly annoyed, but I couldn’t help the small smile on my face.

He stood up and walked over to where I was trying to pull on a pair of comfy jeans. He lifted my chin and kissed me, and I dropped the pants as he pulled me in close.

His hands made his way to the back of my shirt, trying to lift it off of me again.

“But the snowww…”

“…will be there in a couple hours.”

He already knew that I wasn’t going to fight it.

I put my hands under his shirt, gripping his back as his mouth made it’s way to my throat.

“Fuck, Simme.”

He practically dragged me back to the bed, ripping off both our shirts and kissing down my stomach towards my boxers.

He grabbed the boxers with his teeth and let go, snapping the waistband. I groaned in response.

He slowly removed the boxers, but I couldn’t take the teasing anymore. I flipped us over so that I was on top, ripping off his clothes until we were both in our boxers.

“This is revenge for teasing me.”

I grabbed both of his hands, holding them above his head, as I removed his boxers slowly, just as he had done with mine.

I licked the pre cum off of his tip as he groaned, bucking his hips.

I let go of his hands, holding his hips against the bed before continuing.

I slowly began giving him a blowjob, gagging a few times, but finally managing to get the whole thing in my mouth.

I bobbed my head up and down as he moaned my name, gripping my hair tightly.

“Fuck Wille, don’t stop.”

I looked up at him. Jesus Christ, he was beautiful. His mouth formed a slight ‘o’ and his eyes were closed, his brow furrowed.

How did I get so lucky?

I hummed around his dick, bringing him even closer to his climax.

“Fuck, Wille, I- I’m gonna-“

He came in my mouth. I gagged slightly, but I managed to swallow it all.

I made my way up to his lips, making out with him for a while before he stopped me.

“Flip over, it’s your turn now.”

Let’s just say it took us a while to get out to the snow.

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“Mom, it was August.”

“I know that.”

“What do you mean, you know? How long have you known?”

“A couple of days.”

She had to be joking. She didn’t know, she couldn’t have. She told me that I should lie to the entire country, but failed to tell me who caused it in the first place?

“Have you…”

“Wille…”

“You knew all this time? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I knew how you would react. We gain nothing by going public. Now, we have said it’s not you in the video and we’re sticking to that.”

Gain nothing?!

“He should be punished! He FUCKING RUINED my life! How the HELL can you PROTECT him?”

“I’m protecting you.”

As if she gave a shit about me.

“And I’m protecting our family, and I’m protecting the royal family, and our legacy.”

There it is. It’s all about her reputation.

“That’s the only thing that can give Erik’s death any kind of mean-“ I hung up on her.

That was too far.

Y’know what, if she won’t go public, I will.

I got to my dorm, closing and locking the door. I knew that almost directly after someone in the royal staff found the live, it would be shut off, so I had to sum it up fairly quickly.

I got out my phone and immediately began live streaming.

“Hey everyone!”

382 people watching.

“I wanted to share something with you guys.”

729 people watching.

“I recently made a statement regarding the viral video.”

3K people watching.

“Well, I take it back.”

12K people watching.

“My mother told me that family was what mattered, that I shouldn’t ruin the family over a silly crush.”

48K people watching.

“Well, I say to hell with family.”

127K people watching.

“Why should I be blamed for ruining the family reputation, when all I did was fall in love with someone who happens to be the same gender as me?”

628K people watching.

“Shouldn’t the person who posted the video be credited with ruining the royal family’s reputation?”

1M people watching.

“Not to mention the fact that being in an LGBTQIA+ relationship should have the same impact as a straight relationship, as long as both are healthy.”

5M people watching.

“So I’m not longer going to apologize for loving Simon. I have never loved someone more. And the fact that my statement caused him pain is excruciating to think about, but I hope that we will eventually at least become friends again.”

9M people watching.

I signed off, laid down in bed, and fell asleep.

I wasn’t expecting him to change anything, let alone even notice the video, but I had to make sure the world knew where I stood. I couldn’t let my mom boss me around like a little kid.

“I love you, Simme, I always will.”

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As I walked through the halls, I couldn’t help but notice all the students staring at me.

Was it all from the live stream?

Apparently, the video itself was taken down per the queen’s wishes, but it had been recorded, sent, and saved by so many people, it hardly mattered. My message was out there.

I walked into class, and I saw him. He was sitting next to his sister, talking about something, not a care in the world.

Had he seen the video?

Was he mad at me for telling the world?

About halfway through class period, Jan Olof came in, asking to see me outside the classroom. I knew what it was about.

“You don’t have to act all secretive, everyone has at least heard about the live. I don’t regret a single word, and I don’t feel the need to talk to you about it.”

I saw Simon and Sara exchange a look, but I didn’t have time to decipher it.

Anger, Sadness? Confusion?

“If you really must speak with me about it, please wait until after this class period is over, I have lunch directly afterwards.

Sara caught me outside the classroom, and asked me what video I had been talking about in class. Did they really not know about it?

My stunned silence gave her an answer in itself.

“I’m guessing it’s the biggest news around here?” There was a slight edge to her voice. She was mad at me for ruining his life. Not that I could blame her.

The next day, Simon came up to me, and we had a long talk, discussing our issues and getting through them, and honestly, I couldn’t have been more happy! We were friends again.

It was better than having no Simon at all.

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- Simon is good at video games, but Wille has never played, so Simon tries to teach Wille how to play all the time

- Simon’s also a good cook, but Wille never learned because he’s a prince, and always had his meals cooked for him, so every now and then Wille tries to help Simon in the kitchen, but it always ends horribly

- Simon helps Wille manage his anxiety and attachment issues, both caused by his parents/being a prince

- Wille helps Simon manage issues with his sister (end of S2) and his dad

- Wille loves the snow and rain, because he was never allowed to enjoy it when he was younger, so he always drags Simon out into the weather with him

- Wille is weirded out by Simon’s love for ketchup on spaghetti and refuses to try it

- Although Wille’s usually very sweet, he’s also really protective over Simon, and has threatened to kill all of Simon’s bullies…

“Hey Wille, do you know why *bully name* is practically running away from me now?”

“Nope, no idea!”

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“Hey Simme.” I came up behind him, grabbing his waist and placing my head on his shoulder. “What are we having for dinner?”

“Spaghetti.”

“Ooh, can I help make the sauce?”

“I’m not making sauce, we’re just using ketchup.”

“WHAT?! That sounds DISGUSTING!” How can he call that spaghetti?!

“It’s not bad, just try it. I promise, it’s good.”

“Uh.. no. I’m making my own sauce.”

“That’ll turn out well.” He replied, laughing.

“Oh shut up!”

I began looking up a recipe for spaghetti sauce, and getting out all the necessary ingredients.

“Wille, you can’t be serious, you’ll burn the house down!”

I ignored him.

“Wille, just try it, and if you don’t like it, I’ll make spaghetti sauce for you!”

I turned on the stove and started making the sauce, trying to follow the recipe.

“On that high of a heat, it’ll burn! Here give me phone.” He turned down the burner and started grasping for my phone, but I held it up in the air so he couldn’t grab it.

“Nope, I’m making the sauce.”

“Willeeee!”

After only a few minutes, the kitchen was a mess, and Simme had completely taken over the production of the sauce, so I got out two forks and two plates for us and placed them on the counter, then took the noodles off the stove and started to drain them, since the timer went off.

“Ouch!” I dropped the now empty pot into the sink, and Simon quickly ran over and grabbed the pot, putting it back on the stove, and taking out the strained noodles to place next to the plates before turning on cold water and putting my fresh burn under it.

“How did you manage to mess up pouring out a pot of noodles, huh?”

“Sorry!” I laughed, the pain on my hand starting to fade.

“Whatever, just keep your hand under there until I’m done with dinner, it should be good after that.”

“But Simme, I want to help!”

“Well those are the consequences of not being careful!” He tapped me on the nose playfully, and continued working on the sauce.

After what felt like forever, he put noodles on both plates and added the sauce to one, ketchup to the other.

I grabbed the one with sauce, and immediately started eating, it was so good!

“Thank you Simme!”

He rolled his eyes, but I could tell he was trying not to smile.

He loved when I tried to help in the kitchen, even if I messed things up a lot.

He still loves me :)

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“Do you think… that maybe I could, um… maybe I could come to Bjärstad instead?”

So Wille did want to stay with me. The fucking Prince of Sweden wanted to spend time with me. I couldn’t imagine a prince standing in my living room, let alone my bedroom.

“To my house?”

“I just want to… hang out with you.”

“With me and Mom? Or what?” I laughed.

“Exactly.” He smiled back at me. “She was awesome.”

“Erik! What are you doing here!”

Wille ran up to Crown Prince Erik, who had just gotten out of a fancy car.

“I wanted to see my little bro and the crush he’s been telling me so much about!”

Wille immediately turned red, whisper scolding his brother for bringing it up.

Did he have a crush on some girl at school, or was he talking about me? Did he consider me to be his crush? My heart jumped at the thought.

Erik looked up at me and said, “why don’t you introduce me to your new friend? ”

The way he said friend made me think he already knew. Was Wille out to his brother?

“This is Simon, we were heading to his house when you showed up.”

“Well, looks like I came just in time. Get in the car and I’ll take you there myself!”

Once we were in the car and Erik had the directions to my house, he brought up the subject of Wille’s crush. One thing that I thought was interesting was the fact that he used they / them pronouns, which didn’t fit his crush into gender categories. I think Wille was somewhat grateful for that and subconsciously made him feel safer around Erik because he told Erik that it was me that Wille had a crush on. Erik didn’t look very surprised, which comforted the both of us.

“So are you two together yet?”

“No, Erik, we’re not.”

“Will you be together eventually?”

Wille was silent, and I could tell that he was leaving that up to me, so I answered for him.

“I’m not passing up the chance to date the prince of Sweden, thank you very much.” All three of us laughed.

As we got out of the car, Erik yelled back at us,

“Have fun, and be safe! Just cause there isn’t someone to get pregnant doesn’t mean you shouldn’t use protection!”

“ERIK!”

“Okay! I’m leaving.”

“Bye Erik!”

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“Wille.”

I could hear his voice, feel his lips tracing my neck, see his beautiful face all so clearly. It was just as it had been.

Then I opened my eyes.

I missed him. I hated myself for making that statement.

I placed my hand on my chest and began rubbing my collarbone to calm myself down. I couldn’t afford to think about him right now. I couldn’t afford to cry.

I got up, walking over to my brother’s old room.

My mother walked up behind me, but I didn’t take into account a word she said. I didn’t feel like talking. I closed the door on her, walking farther into the room.

I let my mind wander to the memories I shared with Erik as I looked around the room that had been left untouched for months. I found one of his jackets and slipped it on my body. I hugged the jacket, which was a bit big on me, letting my mind wander to the times I’ve seen him wearing it.

Feeling something in the jacket pocket, I took out a small metal square. I opened it to reveal a lighter on one side, and on the other, an inscription that read, “En gång en broder, alltid en broder.”

Once a brother, always a brother.

The inscription reminded me of the night of my initiation.

I walked over to Erik’s mirror and found a photo. It was of him and…

I took the lighter out of the metal box and picked up the photo, lighting half of it on fire.

He didn’t deserve to even have a photo of him within the palace, let alone one standing next to my brother. I watched as his face went up in flames.

“You are no longer a part of my family.”

I was going to stick to my word. I was going to make his life a living hell.

Say goodbye to everything you have ever loved…

August.