Young Royals: the story continues

Kids who make mistakes in love

Wilhelm

- Aaaj!!! -I squeeze my eyes, and deny without taking it anymore.

Simon licks himself trying to get the taste off his lips, he leans forward throwing it all away.

- Yuck! -He exclaims, "Next time you'll get it first!

- HAHAHAH! -I mock loudly, "It's disgusting, I admit it.

- Just disgusting? -I look at him still leaning in front of me -that's not enough.

- Don't be dramatic either," my stomach starts to hurt from how hard I laugh; his facial expressions and open mouth don't make it any easier either.

- At least you bit it slowly," he turns on the faucet and rinses his mouth, "but I took it all in.

We both look at each other for a few seconds and then burst out laughing when we realize how it sounded.

- Stop it, I've had enough of you laughing at my misfortune to make you mishear it too.

- It's your fault for having been desperate to try it," I wave my palms in the air, "it's not mine.

- Hmm- he grumbles like a little kid but starts laughing again as I reach over to wipe his face with a disposable towel from the kitchen.

- I think I made sure you don't want to cook with me again.

- Uh-huh," he nods slowly without taking his eyes off mine laughing, "Big yes," I hold Simon by the waist, clinging to him.

- Who thinks of making a cake without knowing how to cook? -I say sarcastically. He stands on his tiptoes to kiss me, but then his lips pull away from me smiling.

- Still, it's my favorite birthday cake.

- So burnt and everything.

- So burnt and everything," he repeats, giving me a peck, "I still don't understand how you were able to organize all this," he says, pointing at the cabin.

- Mmm, you know, anything for my Libra," I mention with satisfaction.

- Ah, you remember him?

- Sure, very different from you who surely don't know mine.

- ... Taurus -laughs- clearly.

- Taurus? -I click with my tongue, denying, "Really, love?

His laughter gets stronger, I look at him disappointed.

- Gemini," he kisses me on the neck. I have a mole there that he loves and that according to him is the perfect target for kisses -I was bothering you.

I lead him by the hand to the mountain of cushions on the floor, "Aha," I roll my eyes. Simon rests his head on my shoulder and intertwines his fingers with mine, I caress his hand.

- I'm going to listen to it as soon as I get home," he says, fixing his attention on the ring as it brushes his index finger. On the ring is engraved the code of the playlist I created for him.

- Thank you," I look up.

- For?

- For agreeing. I know it's all too much for you.

- I'm still scared, but I want to do it," he says, leaning his head back on me.

What made me doubt before no longer made sense, Simon had said: Yes.
He agreed to take the place that many escorts would have killed for but the one I kept just for him.
That uncertainty of the day, had been reduced to nothing because now I knew that his hand would be the one to take mine that moment and all fear would disappear.