*towards the reader*
Wilhelm: The interview ended up being a huge success. It seems like Sweden isn't nearly as homophobic as the Palace thought. Sure, we got a little bit of hate mail, but, hell, we get hate mail when we donate money to orphans.
Simon: We finally got back to school early Monday morning, just in time for our Algebra exam. I'm telling you, we have no luck.
Wilhelm: Honestly, no one at school even reacted to the news. That gossip was already old news on the Hillerska rumor mill.
Simon: Best part, we finally got to (drum roll please) hold hands in public.
Wilhelm: The little things.
Simon: Worst part, the Headmistress makes us follow the same rules that the opposite sexes have to follow, so I'm officially banned from Wille's dorm room. But, at least she let me keep eating lunch at his hall.
Wilhelm: I mean, it's sort of fair, don't you think? We are, like, boyfriend and boyfriend.
Simon: Yeah, I guess. Still don't like it though.
Wilhelm: Agreed.
Simon: At least we have my houseeee!
Wilhelm [smiling at Simon]: Also agreed.
Wilhelm: You can never move to the dorms.
Simon: Never.
[Wilhelm and Simon walk away from the camera, arm in arm, with Wilhelm's head on Simon's shoulder, towards the lake, chatting and laughing]
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Young Royals: Part 2
FanfictionTwo boys. One royal, one not. Out there just trying to figure out how to be together.
