Sometimes it snows in April

My blessing

Theo pov

I call someone. The burning tip of the cigarette in my mouth is dangerously close so my hand. "With Fabian Turner" it's one of my top students and an old friend of mine. Which is weird to be honest, teaching your own friend. "Hi Fabian, it's me. I hope you have something to write things down. You still work for the press right?" "I do" my mouth curls up in a sly smile. "I have great news for you, about a painter." "I'm ready" " His name is Lachlan Byrne."

I'm getting ready to go to the palace. Everytime I look in the mirror I'm frustrated. My stomach hurts and my hands are dry. I have a feeling of impending doom. I am too afraid to think about what I might be afraid of. I sigh and kiss a sleeping april goodbye. His white eyelashes flutter in his sleep, he seems so peaceful, so angelic. I ask myself what I've done to deserve his love. I left him, I was too afraid to simply write a letter. I was afraid to let him see the real me. How could I not have known he'd accept me. I look at my watch and walk down the stairs. "Bartholomew?" "Yes my lord?" "Could you arrange that the mirror in my private bathroom gets taken down?" he looks worried "Are you alright?" "Couldn't be better." I say sarcasticly but still smiling

The Queen is sitting in front of me. I have to concentrate so my eyes don't close, I'm too tired, everything seems to be going too slow to be real and I can't focus on what they're saying. "I seem to recall that you asked to speak to me Clement. What is it?" I take a deep breath "Actually, there's two things." She nods, I bite my lip. "So firstly, I'm considering no agressive treatment, so that means they won't try to cure me but they'll try to make my death as humane as possible." Her face darkens, she seems almost mad, not even disagreeing, she looks hurt. I try to speak but I have a lump in my throat, a knot in my stomach and clouds in my head. After some time sitting in silence she asks: "and secondly?" "I want to marry April." "Have you thought how difficult it will be to an openly gay prince?" "I do not want to hide my love like my real mother did."

April pov

I wake up to an empty bed. I smile, the pillow smells like his hair, it's a weird mix between trees, flowers, lemon and smoke. I love him. I want to take a shower when he calls me. "Hello, my love." "Mon âme, the event today has been cancelled. We'll be doing it later this week." "You sound grim." he sighs and I know exactly what expression he has. "I'll explain it tonight" "Are you smoking? and don't lie." "Yes April." "Hey, come on let's do something nice together." "Why don't you come to London? I'll show you some things."

I arrive in London. It's as beautiful as I remember. Theo is waiting for me. "So what shall we do darling?" He says and he kisses me. "You tell me you've lived here" I smiles and kiss him one his cheek. "Why don't we go to primrose hill." He asks "why don't you show me your house." He nods. We begin to walk. We arrive at a beautiful big house. It's absolutely beautiful, with tons of stained glass. "What do you think?" He asks. "Wait this is it?" He nods. He grabs his keys and we open the gate. We enter, the hall is beautiful. It's a bigger house than I will ever be able to afford. "I'm sorry for the mess, sometimes my ex is crazy." He says, I nod. "It's beautiful Theo." "I guess" we walk towards the living room. I sit down and he browses through the books. I look at him. What is it with this man, he's just man, why do I love him so much. Why does he move me, why does he adore me? There's so much special about this man and I'm just a normal person. Why does he love me? "Why do you love me?" I ask. He looks at me and sits down. "Have you ever seen a face that resembles an angel?" I nod"well, picture that and imagine that the person that that face belongs to is even kinder than any angels. And imagine that person being the one reason you decided to stay on this planet. That's why I love you my angel. You are my savior, you are my blessing." I smile "I'm happy I could save you, I wouldn't know what to do without you." He sighs "April, I think I don't want to be treated" "what?" "You heard me April, I want to lives the last years to the fullest but I don't know if I need to be treated for that." I sigh "well, you know Theo, it's your choice, I would certainly miss you but I think you should decide yourself." He smiles "I'm happy you understand my love" I stand up and look around a bit. "Do you want to see the studio." I nod. He leads me to it, it's beautiful there are beautiful windows who look out on the garden. It's beautiful. "I could already picture the children frolicking in the garden." Theo says. "But yeah, Lachlan hated children, he thought they were nasty little goblins" I laugh. "Do you want children?" He asks me. I nod. "It's a beautiful garden" I say. I notice a beautiful painting of Theo. "Is that you?" I ask he nods. "The best work of Lachlan, he was in love with that portrait but he gave it to me so he cannot really put it on museum now." I nod. I touch the face of the painting. When I turn around I see Theo's face, his love is written all over his face. I can see the pride he feels when he knows I'm his. I walk towards him. And kiss him. How I love him, oh how I love him.