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It has been a roller coaster of a week since Wille's speech at the jubilee. It had caught Simon pretty off guard, but nonetheless, he was still overjoyed at this.
He no longer had to be Wille's secret. He could be with his boyfriend (god it still felt so damn good to call him that!) without having to sneak around or worry about other people.
Of course, both boys weren't naive to the gravity of what Wille had done. Now, there were reporters swarming Simon's house, which was, of course, detrimental to his safety.
It was decided that Simon would room with Wille for the time being, just until the reporters lessened.
Simon was hesitant at first. He didn't want to leave his mama alone to deal with the reporters. It's not like Sara would be there to help her.
He hadn't heard from Sara since that day at the shooting range. It honestly still hurt to realize that his own sister had chosen the guy that ruined his life over him. He was angry, but at the same time, he missed his older sister.
In the end, Simon knew that rooming with Wille was probably the best thing to do.
He was honestly excited to move into Wille's room. To be closer to his boyfriend both physically, mentally and emotionally.
To make up for all the lost time and spend time to actually get to know each other. To just be themselves without having to worry about what the public might think.
Interactions between their classmates began to change as well. The classist comments targeted towards had lessened.
Or maybe they were said more behind his back now. Who knows?
Vincent at one point did try to make a jab at Simon during breakfast, but he was quickly shut down but Wille, who told him off in front of the whole table.
Simon couldn't deny that the whole interaction was extremely attractive. Wille newfound confidence was fucking amazing and it made Wille more free and, in a way, a bit sexier.
It was currently after school hours and Wille and Simon found themselves in Wille's dorm at Forest Ridge.
They had a math exam to study for, along with a worksheet and an essay to complete, but they just wanted to enjoy each other's companies first. The studying would have to wait.
Both Wille and Simon were on their phones. Simon was lying across Wille with his head in his lap. Both the curtains and the door was closed, so it was just the two of them.
Wille was sitting up on his bed against the wall, his phone in one hand and his other hand absentmindedly stroking Simon's curls.
Simon was scrolling through some videos when he came across one particular video.
A woman had her husband put his arm up and lean against the door frame the way that fictional men did in romance novels.
Simon had a bit of an obsession with those novels since he was twelve. He would remember reading them in his room and trying not to scream at the way the love interests would treat the main characters.
He also remembered how he sometimes wished, or better yet dreamed about having someone treat him the way fictional men did to their partners.
He wanted someone to basically worship the ground he walked on, to cherish him, hold him and make him feel like he was the only boy in the world.
Now that he had Wille, Simon felt as if the wishes his twelve year old self had came true. Simon knew that Wille would do anything to make him happy.
Simon knew that the love that he and Wille had was right out of a romance novel.
And seeing that video made an idea appear in Simon's head.
"I want you to try something." Simon said as he sat up.
"Oh yeah? And what might that be?" Wille asked.
"Come on, I'll show you. Get up." Simon responded as he took Wille's hand.
Wille immediately crawled from where he was sitting and got off from his bed.
Simon then walked them over to the door of Wille's room and opened it.
"Simon, älskling, what are you doing?" Wille asked, looking adorably confused.
"Like I said, I want to try something." Simon responded as he took Wille out the door into the empty hallway.
"Ok, can you explain the situation to me now?" Wille asked.
"Alright, so I saw this video of a woman asking her husband to do something by, or really, with the door frame." Simon chuckled.
"Still confused, Simme. Elaborate." Wille gestured for him to continue.
Simon then walked through the door. "Ok, so in romantic books, there's almost always a scene where the guy walks up to the door frame," Simon walked out to the door frame, "and he puts his arm up against it," Simon puts his arm above him on the frame, "and he leans over," Simon leans a bit, "and then he's like 'hey'" Simon says the last part in a bit of a deeper voice that makes both him and Wille laugh, although Simon could feel Wille's eyes traveling up and down the back of him.
Simon turns around into Wille's room again. "So can you do that?" Simon asked.
Wille thought for a moment before nodding. "Yeah sure, why not?"
Simon smiled at that. "Alright, go ahead. Try it. Think sexy, ok?" Simon said half jokingly.
"For you, älskling, I always have." Wille smugly replied.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night." Simon waved off as he stood next to the doorframe.
Wille then walked up to the doorframe, put his arm up, and leaned his his face down towards Simon's.
They had a bit of a noticeable height difference, but it wasn't that big, so Wille only had to lean down a little bit.
It was still, however, enough to make Simon almost melt to the ground.
No, seriously, he felt himself starting to sink to the ground.
"Like that?" Wille whispered as a ghost of a smirk formed on his lips at the sight of Simon's state.
"Yeah, ok." Simon said as he turned around and burst into giggles. He could feel his face turning red.
Simon could hear Wille's laughter behind him.
"So like that?" Wille asked with a proud smile on his face. Simon could only nod through his flustered condition.
"Ok, let's try it again." Simon said after a few seconds of setting himself straight (ha!).
"Ok, ok, I got it, I got it." Wille said as fixed himself up a bit.
Simon was back in his spot next the door frame.
As soon as Wille straightened himself out (ha!x2), he leaned against the door frame again, leaning towards Simon's face with a smug look.
And once again, Simon felt himself giggling as he sank down.
Wille laughed as he saw his adorable, flustered boyfriend turn red and start to walk over the other direction while laughing with his hand over his mouth.
Wille then walked into his room, followed Simon and wrapped an arm around his waist from behind.
"Now where do you think you're going?" Wille asked Simon against his ear and this was not helping Simon's case. At all.
Simon felt himself get even more red and flustered.
"I wanna try it again." Wille continued as he spun Simon around to face him.
"Again?" Simon spluttered out.
"Yeah, I know what I'm doing here, just come here." Wille said enthusiastically as a speed walked out of the door.
Simon wondered how the actual hell this boy, his boy, could go from smug and attractive, to excited and adorable all in the span of a second.
After he collected himself, Simon was, for a third time, back next to the door frame.
Wille then, once again, leaned over on the door frame, just inches away from Simon's face.
Simon tried to keep his composure this time. However, Wille has a trick up his sleeve.
Wille took his free hand, used it to tilt Simon's by his chin to make the other boy look up at him. As soon as eye contact was made, Wille then said, "there's my boy."
Simon then made a screaming/laughing sound as he face turned an even brighter shade of red as he stumbled back into Wille's room.
Wille felt rather impressed with himself as he laughed along with (or actually at) Simon.
"Oh, that was amazing! I got you so good, didn't I?" Wille said proudly as he walked back into his room to see Simon half kneeling next to his (their) bed.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Simon replied, muffling his voice with his hand.
"I should start reading romance books more often, don't you think?" Wille smugly asked. That made Simon stand straight up.
"Don't you fucking dare." Simon deadpanned with a smile on his face.
"Really? Because I wanna read about more things I could do to yo-mmph."
Wille immediately shut up when Simon pulled Wille in by his t-shirt into a searing kiss.
Simon's hands wrapped around Wille's neck as his hands found their way across Simon's waist.
After a few minutes of their mouth and tongues dancing against each other, they found their way onto the bed.
Thank god for romance novels.
Also, they didn't get into studying until much much later.