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I
“Simon.”
Simon turned around from his work, to look at his boyfriend, and there was this mischievous glint in his eye.
Wille leaned closer to him, his arm around Simon’s, a wicked grin on his face.
They both were doing homework for their respective classes in Wille’s room, and it was going good until now.
“Yes Wille?”
“Are you my homework?” Wille asks in total seriousness. Simon furrows his eyes in confusion. What is that even supposed to mean?
“What?” Simon asks and Wille sits there, no emotion on his face.
“Are you my homework?” Wille asks again, and Simon thinks he’s having a stroke.
“Why?” He asks his boyfriend, and sees a sly grin take over his face.
“Because I’m not doing you, even though I definitely should be.” Wille finishes with a smirk. And Simon? Simon’s mouth was hung open.
“Was that a pick-up line?” Simon asks as he looks at his boyfriend who’s grinning like a madman.
“Yes, it was.” Wille smirked. Simon couldn’t hold it anymore as a laugh burst out of his mouth, the hearty kind of laugh that only ever comes out around the people he’s close to.
“You did not just say that.” Simon wheezed as Wille crossed his arms, with a small pout on his adorable face.
His boyfriend looked a little offended with his pouty face so Simon tried to stop his laughter. Key-word – tried.
“You didn’t have to laugh so hard you know.” Wille whined as he turned around to continue working. Before he could, Simon grabbed his arm and made him turn around again.
“I’m sorry. I- you just caught me off guard that’s all.” Simon tried to convince him while holding back his laughter.
Wille huffed, still not looking at Simon, arms still folded across his chest. He looked so adorable when he was mad, it was very endearing.
“Mi amor.” At this, Wille looked up, and Simon knew he would. It shouldn’t be this easy, but all he has to do is speak Spanish and he can grab Wille’s attention.
“I really, truly liked it. You just caught me off guard that’s all.” Simon smiled as Wille smiled back, looking a little more convinced.
“So it wasn’t that bad?”
“O, it definitely was bad, but it was a good try for sure.” Simon cackled as Wille groaned and hit his arm.
“You are the worst.” Wille huffs as Simon just grins and pecks his cheek.
“I liked it though.” Simon hummed as Wille raised his eyebrow.
“What? It was hilarious but fun.” Simon hummed as he got back to work.
“You know one of these days I’m actually going to get you with these dirty pick-up lines. And you won’t be laughing that day. You’ll be all over me.” Wille announced, as if this was some sort of challenge.
“Alright baby. You can try.” Simon shrugged as he gave a small kiss to Wilhelm and got back to work.
“Now about that thing I mentioned…”
“We have to study, you absolute menace.”
Wille just huffed as he got back to work, pulling a laugh out of Simon.
II
They were going on a walk, hand in hand, in the cold December evening. They had been running around earlier, whispering stuff into each other’s ears, being in love. It had snowed earlier, and they were enjoying it outside.
Wilhelm had been thinking about the next line to use on his boyfriend. He wanted his lines to be related to whatever they were doing. He had been surfing the internet for various lines, and he had quite a few in his mind. He just needed the right time for them.
Simon was looking absolutely adorable in his pink ear muffs and Wille’s scarf. Wilhelm smiled to himself as they walked about, huddled close to each other.
Wilhelm was not wearing any ear muffs. Or a scarf for that matter. Not that he actually needed any. He never got as cold as Simon. But Simon didn’t have to know that he wasn’t cold.
Wille let go off Simon’s hand, as he rubbed them together, trying to get some heat into them. All to fool his beloved.
He fake shivered, as Simon looked at him, concern evident in his eyes. Bless that boy, he cared so much. Wille almost didn’t want to do it now but he knew he had too.
“I’m cold.” Wille whispered, doing his best to hide a smile.
“Sweetheart I told you to grab a scarf. You’ll get sick again.” Simon sighed as he stopped in his tracks, rubbing his hands with Wilhelm’s to generate some heat.
“My ears are cold.” Wille whined again, and Simon looked at him with a confused look. It was adorable.
“Your ears are cold?”
“Yeah, they’re cold.” Wille answered as he leaned near Simon’s ear, and stopped, just letting his silent breaths hit his ear and neck.
“Can I use your thighs as earmuffs?” He spoke as seductively as he could, and leaned back to see the look on his boyfriend’s face.
Simon gasped a little, and then Wille felt a smack on his arm.
“Ow! What was that for?” Wille hissed while stepping away from Simon, as he saw his boyfriend glaring at him.
“I was actually concerned about you, you asshole.” Simon scoffed, but a hint of smile betrayed his whole façade.
“Aw baby.” Wilhelm cooed as he tried bringing his boyfriend into a hug, but Simon shoved him off lightly.
“Nuh uh. Now you walk alone.” Simon smirked as he started walking ahead.
“Simooonnnnn.” Wille whined as he ran ahead a little to catch up with the love of his life, lacing their hands together. Wille lifted the hand up to place a kiss on it. Simon smiled brightly at the gesture.
“So how was my pick up line this time?” Wille asked, and his boyfriend just laughed at that.
“It was pretty bad, but honestly? Better than the last one.” Simon hummed.
“So you mean to say I’m getting better at these.” Wille smirked as Simon just rolled his eyes.
“You’ve got a long way to go before you actually get me into bed with a line.” Simon giggled and it filled Wille’s heart to the brim, hearing that sound.
“I’ll get there.” Wille announced in determination.
“Best of luck to you baby.”
III
They were sitting in class, and Wille was bored out of his mind. The teacher was rambling on about something but he couldn’t be bothered to pay attention. So, he did what he always does. He stared at the love of his life.
Simon looked so pretty while concentrating in the class. He was wearing Wille’s white hoodie, his curls poking out from under the hood. He was writing down the notes from the class, the tip of his tongue poking out while concentrating. Wille would’ve taken a picture if they hadn’t been in class.
Simon, as always, catches Wille looking at him.
“What are you doing?” He asks as he glances in Wille’s direction. Wille just leaned forward on his hand, staring at Simon, shamelessly.
He used to get shy when Simon caught him staring. But now? Now he stares all he wants, doesn’t even try to hide it anymore.
“Looking at my gorgeous boyfriend.” Wilhelm whispered as he saw a flush cover his love’s cheeks. Thank God they were sitting in the last seat, nobody could hear them.
“Maybe you should look at Mr. Anderson.” Simon commented, writing something down in his notebook.
“What’s the fun in that?” Wille pouted but Simon just rolled his eyes.
“I will not share these notes with you.” Simon whispered as Wille just scoffed in amusement.
“Oh yes you will.” Wille smirked as Simon gave him a disapproving look.
“What makes you think that?” He asked as Wille shifted his seat closer to Simon, their thighs now touching.
“Because you love me and because I rocked your world last night.” Wille smirked as Simon gasped, his eyes looking anywhere but at Wille.
It was hard to see a blush on his tan skin, but he was blushing so hard that Wilhelm could easily see it. He just grinned as Simon kicked his foot, indicating that he needs to shut up now.
Last night, things got wild. It was a great night. One of their best really. He doesn’t remember how they started, but by the end of it they were moaning messes, craving each other’s touch everywhere. Maybe it was because they hadn’t seen each other for a week, but it was exhilarating.
Simon, still blushing, got back to work, avoiding Wille’s gaze. Wille usually never caught Simon like this. It had mostly been the other way round. But he has been surfing the web and getting better.
After a while, his smirk died down as he got bored again. He wanted to do something fun. Preferably with Simon, in his room. So he was a young guy. He liked sex. Sue him.
He leaned over to Simon, looking in his notebook. He was jotting down the equation that the teacher had written on the board.
“You know Simme, I’m really good at math.” Wille whispered as he took a pen and a notebook, like he was actually going to study something.
“Oh, are you now?” Simon asked, a smile on his face. They both knew for a fact that Wille was shit at math. He never understood what the teacher was blabbing about, but when his friends explained it to him, he actually understood it well. But he didn’t like it much so he never really put much of an effort. Just enough to get through the class with an average grade.
“Mhm. I’ll show you.” He sat up straight, writing something down in his notebook. Simon looked over curiously, so he hid the notebook a little.
After writing down the sentence, he slid the paper towards Simon, looking at his boyfriend expectantly. Simon took the paper, reading it.
The paper said, ‘Let’s add a bed, subtract our clothes, divide our legs, and multiply’. A grin took over Simon’s face, and Wille felt somewhat accomplished. Even if he could never actually get Simon in bed with these, he loves to see his boyfriend laugh.
Simon writes something on a piece of paper and slides it towards Wille. Wille takes it and it says, ‘you’re a loser, Wille.’
Wille pouted in response, Simon just gave him a smile and patted his knee in response. Soon enough the bell rang as everybody got up to leave. Wille waited for Simon to get his stuff together. He was already packed because he didn’t pay attention at all today.
He noticed Simon carefully folding the note and placing it in his pencil case.
“Why are you saving the note if you think it was bad?” Wille accused as Simon just elbowed him lightly.
“It’s you. Of course I’m going to keep it.” Simon said with all the nonchalance in the world. Wille’s breath got caught in his throat, his chest feeling warm. Simon had said it like it wasn’t a big deal. But for him those words were everything. He immediately hugged Simon, placing a small kiss in the crook of his neck. Simon hugged back, gliding his hands on his boyfriend’s back.
They pulled apart after a while, only because everybody had left and they had a class.
“And for the record, I didn’t say it was bad. It was okay.” Simon hummed as they started walking towards the door.
“So, you wanna do the math?” Wille grinned madly as Simon lightly smacked his arm.
“We have to go for our next class, you cretin.” Simon laughed.
Simon took a hold of Wille’s tie, lugging his boyfriend with him. And what was Wille to do? He followed him like an obedient puppy.
IV
They were laying in Wille’s bed, his laptop playing Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Simon really liked Harry Potter and he made sure Wille would watch it with him. Wille didn’t really care about watching the movies that much. But he loves the way Simon gets excited over these movies. So, he always watches them properly.
Wille’s back was facing the wall, almost touching. Simon was cuddled closer to him, his back slotted against Wilhelm’s front. His arm was around his boyfriend’s waist, his chin on the top of the curly mop of hair. Their legs tangled together, they were comfy.
Wille enjoyed this proximity. Just lying down with his boyfriend, pressed against each other, just holding each other. Wille’s love language was physical touch. He loved cuddling and just having this casual intimacy with Simon. And he knows his boyfriend loved it too.
They were nearing the end of the movie, and Cedric just died. It came as a bit of a shock to Wille. Cedric seemed like a nice guy. And when his dad was crying for him, it was heartbreaking.
He heard a sniffle. He wasn’t sure if he had heard a sniffle. But a few seconds later he heard another one. He leaned forward, and saw Simon’s face. His eyes were a little watery, as he was sniffling, intently looking at the screen.
“Oh my God, are you crying?” Wille asked, grinning a little. Simon looked so small in Wille’s hoodie, his lips forming a little pout.
“I am not.” He sniffled as he wiped his eyes, trying to get rid of the wetness.
“Yes you are.” Wille chuckled as Simon just shoved him, and turned further away to hide his face.
The movie was over now, the credits rolling. Wille took the laptop and placed it on the desk nearby. He turned to look at Simon, who was still attempting to hide his face in the hoodie.
Wille gently turned him over, laying on top of his boyfriend. He pulled the hoodie down to reveal his love’s face, eyes still a little wet. He couldn’t help but grin as Simon just scoffed at him.
“I didn’t know you cared so much about these characters.” Wille teased. Simon tried to cover his face in embarrassment. But Wille, much stronger than his boyfriend, pinned his hands down into the mattress, grinning like a madman.
“I don’t care that much.” Simon answered, still not making eye contact. Oh, but Wilhelm knew he cared.
“Then why were you crying when Cedric died?” He smirked.
“I wasn’t crying. My eyes just got a little wet.” Simon defends, still not looking at him.
“Water forming in your eyes is crying Simon.” Wille laughed.
“You are such a jerk.” Simon whined as he tried to get out of his boyfriend’s hold, but Wille didn’t budge.
“Aww, did my baby feel sad about the movie?” Wille pouted and mocked him in a baby voice.
“Oh, shut up. It’s not my fault. Cedric was a great guy. Plus, he was pretty hot too.” Simon smirked, now looking at him with confidence.
“Yeah, he looked pretty hot when that noseless dude avada kedavara’d him.” Wille grinned.
Simon’s eyes widened, his jaw dropping. He looked at Wille in disbelief. It looked like he was processing what was just said.
“Oh my God. How can you say that?” Simon asked in disbelief, finally overpowering Wille into letting him go.
“You’re the one that called him hot.” He shrugged, as if it was a normal thing to say.
“And he is hot. That was just a fact.” Simon pouted, as he turned around in Wille’s grip, away from him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Wille asked as he pulled Simon towards him, gripping him tight.
“Away from you, you asshole.” Simon grumbled as he tried to turn again, but Wille held him tight.
“No, you’re not.” He smiled as he peppered his boyfriend’s face with kisses. After a few convincing kisses, Simon finally smiled, Wille accomplishing his mission.
Simon wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s, snuggling into his chest. He was laying on top of Wille, buried into him.
“It’s just so sad. He was such a nice guy. He had such a bright future ahead of him.” He heard Simon mumble into his sweatshirt.
“Aww baby, that is sad.” Wille hummed as he placed a few kisses on his boyfriend’s head, hugging him tighter.
He had an idea. Was it good? Probably not. Was he going to try it? Absolutely.
“Baby, are you a Slytherin?” Wille asked as innocently as he could.
“What? Why?” Simon asked, lifting his head to look at Wilhelm.
“Because I really want you to slither into my chamber of secrets.” He deadpanned.
Simon looked at him for a few seconds, his face completely emotionless. Then he started laughing. At one point Wille thought his boyfriend would die from the lack of oxygen.
But Wille couldn’t help but join in. He knew this line would never work, but he knew his boyfriend would get a hearty laugh out of it.
“That- that is hilarious.” Simon breathed, still laughing. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and he looked so ethereal. Wille felt like he was in the presence of an angel.
A soft smile adorned his face, looking at the love of his life. Simon’s laugh could light up rooms, he’s sure of it. It could light up the world. It certainly lit up his world.
Simon stopped laughing after a while, smiling at Wille. He places a gentle kiss on his lips, full of just love, no other intent. Wille knows that this is Simon’s silent thank you.
“That was so fucking hilarious.” Simon chuckles as he goes back to cuddling him.
“Well, if you wanna do it, call me anytime.”
“You are a menace, Wille.”
V
They were sitting in his dorm. Playing UNO. Wille would much rather be doing something else, but still, he’s playing. Not that he minds this. He loves the domesticity.
The thing is that Simon is good at these games. Wille never wins. He’s shit at them. But Simon gets so happy when he wins, so he always plays happily.
Simon was sitting up, focusing on the game. Wille was laying down, propped up on his elbow, legs stretched outwards.
He gazed at his boyfriend, who was concentrating on the game. He was wearing a denim jacket, and white pants. His curls were styled, and he was looking hot as all hell. Felice and Sara were styling him up earlier, and later he came to see Wille.
His nails were painted a rich purple, and he was wearing a few rings. This was doing things to Wilhelm that he couldn’t explain.
He remembered his plan to seduce Simon. Not that his boyfriend ever said no. But seducing him with a pick up line had been tough. But Wille never backed down.
He sat up, leaning against the wall, legs still stretched out.
Simon placed a card, shouting UNO while grinning.
“Your turn sweetheart.” His boyfriend smirked, but Wille had other plans. He put a random card down, not giving it much thought.
Wille himself was wearing a zip up hoodie, and some random pants. He was shirtless under the hoodie though. All part of his elaborate plan.
“Baby?” He said, and Simon looked up at him, checking on his boyfriend.
“Hmm, what Wille?” He asked as Wille sat up properly this time, slowly crawling towards Simon.
“You’re so sexy.” He hummed as he stopped in front of Simon, staring into his eyes. Simon visibly gulped, as his eyes raked over Wille’s biceps.
“You’ve got my zipper going down.” He whispers seductively, as he starts pulling down on his zipper, revealing his pale skin under.
He sees Simon’s gaze travelling down with zipper, roaming all over him shamelessly. He gulps again, and looks back at Wille.
Simon’s eyes are darker now, and Wille knows he got him this time. As they lean to finally kiss, there’s a knock on the door.
“Hey guys. You have to come to the party tonight. Felice and Maddie sent me here to take you with me.” Came the voice of Henry.
If their door wasn’t closed, Henry would be dead by now. Is he not tired of cock blocking everyone? Anywhere anybody does anything, it’s like Henry’s there.
Simon chuckles a little as he stands up, which gets a whine out of Wille.
“We have to go baby. We have no other choice.” Simon laughs at Wille as he just pouts and flops on the bed. He was just about to get some, if Henry hadn't showed up.
“We’ll be out in a few minutes Henry.” Simon announced as he started wearing his shoes again.
“Come on Wille. Get ready.” Simon says but Wille just lays down, refusing to get up.
“Mi amor. Please?” Simon asks with those goddamn puppy dog eyes of his. Wilhelm already has a hard time saying no to Simon, but with that look, he never stands a chance. Plus, he loves it when Simon calls him pet names in Spanish.
“Alright.” He groaned as he got up to go get changed.
“After a few minutes, he came out of the bathroom, and Simon was waiting for him.
“You know I almost had you this time.” Wille pouts as he extends a hand towards Simon, to help him stand up from the bed.
Simon takes his hand, bringing his arms around Wille’s neck, leaning close.
“You know what? You actually did baby.” He hums as he places a long kiss on Wille’s lips. He pulls a few seconds later, and Wille moves forward, chasing his lips with his own.
“We’ve gotta go” His boyfriend laughs.
“You’re a tease Simon Eriksson.”
“You were the one shirtless under your hoodie.”
VI
Wille had been looking exceptionally good tonight. Or maybe he looked good in everything and Simon was madly in love. Either way, his boyfriend looked fantastic and Simon was dying to do something about it.
They were at a party with Ayub and Rosh, at some random club. They were all dancing in the low lights, and Simon could not keep his eyes off of Wille. Wille wasn’t much of a dancer, so he was just standing by the bar, talking to a friend.
“I know you have a staring problem, but tonight it’s even worse.” Rosh groans as Simon looks at his two best friends.
“I’m not that bad.” He says as his eyes wander to Wille again. His love was wearing a tight white shirt, a black leather jacket, and some cargo pants. Maddie had been trying some fashion combinations on him. And honestly? It was working.
“You can’t stop looking at him long enough to have a conversation bro.” Ayub retorted as Simon just rolled his eyes.
Leaving his friends to keep dancing, he approached Wille, who has a big grin on his face.
“Hey baby.” He whispers as Simon places a kiss on his lips, tasting the cola on his boyfriend’s lips.
“Hi love.” Simon whispers, bringing his arms around his boyfriend’s neck, stepping closer.
“You having fun?” Wille asks as Simon nods, just staring at the beautiful face in front of him.
“You look really good tonight, you know?” Simon whispers seductively as Wille just gulps.
“Really?” Wille breathes as Simon leans in, pressing a few open mouthed kisses on his lover’s neck.
“Mhm. A little too good for that matter.” He whispers near his ear, biting his ear lobe a little.
“Simon.” Wille’s breath was staggering, and Simon could feel his own breath getting heavy.
“Yes love?” He whispers, pulling back a little to look at his boyfriend’s face.
“You’re on my to-do list tonight.” Wille smirks and Simon feels his breath hitch in his throat.
He sees his boyfriend’s eyes darken at his reaction and God, he can’t take this anymore.
“We’re leaving.” He breathes as he quickly runs to Rosh and Ayub to tell him that.
When he returns, he sees Wille leaning on the bar, hands folded across his chest, smirking.
“Finally picked you up, huh?” He teases and at this point Simon can’t even disagree with him.
“Yeah, you won.” Simon whispers as he leans in, kissing his boyfriend’s neck, hearing his breath hitch.
When he’s sure his boyfriend has let loose, he pulls away quickly, giving his partner a teasing smile.
“Simonnn.” Wille groans as he just grabs his hand and pulls him out of the club.
And if Wille teases him later about giving in to the pick-up line, Simon knows a few insanely effective ways to shut him up.