The Boy Who Does Not Belong Here (part 1)

Ch.20 The Reunion

They had decided to meet at the Humlegården. It was this huge park close to the harbour. It was fairly easy to access, and it was big enough for people not to pay too much attention to them. Simon was bit nervous about, if their magics would act out when they finally met again....

But what Simon had not thought enough was the actual meeting spot. As said, the park was huge. They drove around the park once, but when they did not spot Wilhelm, his mom decided to park on the west side and suggested that they should just walk around a bit. Simon tried his best to catch his boyfriend with the phone, but after couple of rings, it was dead end. Most likely the battery had died... It also did not help, that clock started to be around 3.30 pm, and as everybody knows, the Sweden's winter is dark almost 16h/day. That was definitely something Simon liked about UK. In Sweden, the amount of daylight from the November through February was not more than few hours a day.

"Mom, what if we don't find him? I can't even use my magic now... Or what if his mom found out and now he is locked in some dungeon!?", Simon started to slightly panic, when the clock just ticked.

"Simon, just calm down! Wille will be here", Linda tried to calm him, but the success was not that great. Simon constantly turned around like a panicked pigeon waiting to be assassinated.

At four o'clock, it finally happened. The same feeling, he had experienced once in his life before. The tingling electricity at the bottom of his spine, travelling upwards. This time he did not have to wait until it reached his head.

"Wille...", he breathed out in relief.

But there were several darks figures around them. People used this park to exercise and walk their dogs, so it was impossible to figure out which of those figures was Wille. Well yes, he could rule out the persons with a dog and the short figure close by, but still there was too many options. Shit a Lumos would be nice to use now...

"Wille please, where are you?", he mumbled quietly, still looking around.

'On your right baby', suddenly Wille's voice rang in his head. He took a short inhale of breath when he turned to his right. A tall and slim figure was walking fast towards them. He did not think about the voice more, just started to run.

The figure in front on him sped his steps to running too and not more than couple of seconds later, they collided with such a force, that it even hurt a little. But Simon did not care. He was on the arms of his love. Wille's smell filled his lungs, and the warmness was radiating all over his body. The ache disappeared and was replaced with contentment.

"Wille...", Simon mumbled on Wille's chest. That seemed to be his whole vocabulary at the moment. His brains just repeated the mantra of 'My Wille, my baby'.

"Simon...", the words left on Wille's lips like the most beautiful song or poet. Simon just tightened his grip around the boy.

"Thank Merlin you are here", he was finally capable to speak again.

He pulled off a couple of centimetres, so he could lift his hands on his boyfriend's cheeks. It was dark, but the street laps close by gave enough glow, so he could see the facial features he loved so much. Wille's eyes were glistering, but his mouth was curved on so beautiful smile, that spread also on Simon's lips. They stood there smiling, Simon caressing Wille's cheeks and Wille fondling his lower back. He just loved Wille, so unthinkable amounts.

"Can I kiss you?", Wilhelm broke the silence and Simon just nodded.

So Wilhelm bend down, and when their lips touched, Simon eyes turned shut and a content sight escaped from his mouth. He lost the track of time; he lost the understanding of his surroundings. There was just Wille and Wille's lips moving in a perfect synchronization with his. He stood on his tippy toes, so he could reach better and slip his tongue on Wilhelm's mouth. A whine escaped on those beautiful lips, but Wille just pressed closer. This was way too fast turning into a full-blown make-out session...