Kaiser Wilhelm x Otto Bismarck (Smut)

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Wilhelm was sitting at the same place where he had spend most of the last week. Next to Bismarck. On a uncomfortable chair.

He didn't have any distractions with him. He just sat there and stared at his beloved Bismarck without him noticing or even knowing that Wilhelm cared about him.

The emperor had spend much time thinking about what he was going to tell the chancellor when he wakes up again but at the same time he was extremely scared that that day might never come.

And maybe he had already lost him forever without being able to say goodbye.

Without solving their argument.

Without being able to tell him how much he really loved and needed him.

And again, Wilhelm was crying.

The time was passing way slower than usual as he sat there and cried out his soul.

At first he just sat there crying quietly but now, he was ugly crying and just blurting out all of his thoughts and feelings.

Wilhelm didn't care about the fact that no one was able to hear him, seeing as the only other person in the room was Bismarck who was in a god damn coma.

Suddenly Wilhelm felt slight movement against his upper thigh which was laying on Bismarck's bed.
His head shot up and he saw what had been causing the movement.

Bismarck's Hand, which had been laying lifeless on his body just a few minutes ago had moved and was now next to the emperor's leg.

Wilhelm's eyes continued following Bismarck's body up to his head.

His eyes where opened. They might only have been opened enough so that Wilhelm was able to realize it but that was enough for him to jump up and run to get a nurse or doctor.

Bismarck was awake.

The emperor was afraid but happy. So incredibly happy.

Finally the person the most important for him was back but at the same time he feared the moment of confrontation.

He knew that the chancellor must have heard at least half of the things he had been crying or almost screaming out.

That day will come and it'll be horrific but it's better than never talking about it.

Bismarck had to stay in the infirmary for about two weeks after waking up.

Wilhelm didn't really visit him in that time. He tried avoiding him but he had also been craving his attention and his presence.

An other week later, Wilhelm and Bismarck had crossed paths by accident and had begun talking.

It started of as smalltalk like a friendly " how is your wound doing" or " are u still in a lot of pain" witch was answered shortly but also friendly.

Their conversations had been going on for a bit when the chancellor finally said, "I think we should go to a place less public, I really need to talk to you about some important stuff"

the emperor nodded shortly and they walked down the hallway and into Wilhelm's room quietly.

Both sat down but Wilhelm tried to keep a healthy distance between them just in case the conversation will get awkward.

"So," The chancellor began talking "I heard what you were saying that day and I think we both now we have to talk about this"

His mind keep playing back Wilhelm's whimpers and cries and all of the things he said over and over again 'please, I don't want you to leave me' or ' I love you, I love you, please come back to me' where the loudest almost drowning out the things the Wilhelm sitting Infront of him was saying.

"I have been thinking while we were apart and, " he stopped for a second and only continued talking after a noticable gulp " I" he paused again. This time he didn't continue the sentence even after the chancellor looked at him expectantly.

Bismarck was slowly starting to question the realness of what he had heard. Maybe it was some weird illusion.

"I now this conversation wont be easier for neither of us but it's important so please continue I swear I won't react in any unprofessional ways"

Wilhelm only nodded and cleared his throat
" I really missed you, you know.. I thought about what I said when our ways parted. I take them back" the sentence sounded like it was forced out of him. Like he hated saying it with every ounce of his body.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Bismarck knew exactly what the emperor had meant but after the fight they had had, he wanted to hear it. He wanted to hear the exact words and not only words describing them.

"I want to see you again Bismarck, " a shiver went down the chancellor's spine at the usage of his name, it sounded so full of emotion. Almost like Wilhelm was going to cry but at the same time, his face was empty like he was wearing an emotionless mask to hide the tears blurring his vision.

"I decided that I don't care about what other people might say, I mean I do still care about my reputation but I've come to realize that my life is just not the same without you. I feel empty knowing that I'm not able to have you near me"

He took a deep breath.

" Do you still remember our conversation a few months ago? You asked me to be your boyfriend and I was a fucking cowered. I wasn't able to do what felt right. I only thought of how people will react. I'd completely understand if you changed your mind and don't want to be with me anymore but-"

The emperor gasped noticably as he felt Bismarck's Hand gently wiping a tear of his cheek.

He looked up and their eyes met. And Bismarck nodded shortly to encourage Wilhelm to continue talking

"Do you-" he interrupted himself and tried phrasing his question differently "would you still want to-" he stopped again.

It was clear to the chancellor what Wilhelm was trying to say and it was even clearer that he was panicking about any possible responses Bismarck might give him. But he needed to hear it.

He couldn't risk any mistakes or misunderstandings in this moment.

Wilhelms hands were cramped into fists and his entire body was tense as he finally blurted out " I- I want to be your boyfriend!"

Bismarck didn't answer. He new exactly that that was the question but somehow it still came as a surprise to him.

Wilhelm instantly started overthinking as he didn't get an answer. His fingernails dug deep into his palms and he felt hot tears running down his face. Maybe he had made everything even wore than before, maybe Bismarck didn't want to see him ever again, maybe-

His thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the chancellor's hands finding their way to the emperors cheeks, holding his face just inches away from his own and asking quietly " may I kiss you?"

Willem didn't answer he just closed the gab between the two of them