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Touches soft as feathers. Warm skin on warm skin. Lips barely touching but desperately trying to find each other in the dark. A finger slipping over a bare leg, leaving goosebumps in its trail. A hand cupping a cheek, feeling the warmth of the blush forming on it. Legs are getting tangled, a firm grip holding them together. Hands continue discovering every piece of skin.
"We can disappear", a whisper rolls over Simon's lips.
"Where to?", Wilhelm asks, attracted to the idea.
"Doesn't matter, as long as we are together. Italy. France. Spain.", another whisper, barely hearable.
Wilhelm wants nothing more than to disappear from the reality he lives in. The weight of a crown, impossible to bear. It sucks every piece of life out of him, draining him until it feels like he is dying. Air disappears out of his lungs making it hard to breathe.
"I can take you everywhere you want", another whisper from Simon.
Simon makes him breathe, he makes him alive. When he is with Simon he forgets about all his worries. When they are together they live in another realm, far away from theirs. A realm that feels safe and warm. A realm where they can be truly themselves.
Simon's blue wings shine in the dark room. They are beautiful. The first time Wilhelm saw them he didn't know what he saw, it even scared him. But now he likes to look at them with their soft glow and their beautiful shape. They are thin but can carry Simon's body with ease.
"We can run away together", Wilhelm whispers.
A firm kiss seals the deal. They are holding on to each other, battling the fear dawning on them. Are they really going to do this? Run away together? Start a new life? The thought has been circling their minds for months now.
“It's scary but I don't want to be stuck in a system I feel I don't belong in and if that means I have to leave my realm then so be it. My place, my home is where you are”, Simon's voice is a bit louder this time, stating the truth behind his words.
Wilhelm is not the only one feeling the heavy weight of a crown he didn't choose for. Simon feels it too. Both doomed to reign over a realm. A future that chose them. A future they don't want. All they want is being together, living from each other's love.
“We should live the life we want, not th life our family or our people want us to live”, Wilhelm replies, his fingers finding Simon's curls and they soothingly go through them.
In reality they don't belong together. Two different species from two different realms. A human and an elf. Their love is forbidden. But what is left of reality when two realms collide with each other.
Two future kings yearning for freedom. They don't want to be king. At least not from a realm. The only kings they want to be is the king of each other's heart.