Wilmon Oneshots // young royals

youre perfect.

3rd person POV:

Wilhelm stood there, looking in the bathroom mirror. Hes been staring at himself in utter disgust for nearly fifteen minutes, pointing out all of his so-called 'flaws' and insecurites.

He rested his elbows on the bathroom counter, running his hand through his blonde hair, still slightly damp from the shower he had previously taken. Only wearing grey sweatpants, his top half completely bare. His eyes glanced down to his stomach, back up to the mirror, and back to his stomach again. At this point, Wille was pretty sure he was the most digusting thing that has ever walked the planet. He realised his chest acne becoming more visible now. And he hated it. 'Hate' wasnt even enough to describe it. Maybe despise? He doesnt know, but he does know that he doesnt like it.

Tears formed in his eyes as he discovered more flaws all across his body. A tear fell from his cheek, his hands gripping the edge of the countertop. He was just about to fully break down, until there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Wille, are you okay? You've been in there a while." A voice called through the other side of the door. Someone Wille was proud to call his boyfriend. Quickly wiping the few tears from his face, "Erm--.. Yeah! Im fine." He replied, hearing the creak of the bathroom door, signalling that it was open now.

He saw Simon in the mirror behind him, wearing black shorts and a white tank-top. "Are you sure?" Simon mumbled, making his way close behind Wille, and wrapping his small arms around Wilhelms waist. "Mhm.. Just not feeling great, I guess." Wilhelm shrugged, Simon frowning. "In which way?" He kissed his neck softly, in a comforting way. "I dont know. I just feel like shit." Wille sighed, taking his hands off the countertop and instead; placing them on top Simons. "You look beautiful, as always." The blonde boy smiled at his comment, slightly lifting his confidence.

"You think?" Wille wondered, Simon nodding behind him, his curls tickling the back of Wilhelms neck. "Of course, you look amazing, mi amor." Wilhelms cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, making eye contact with Simon in the mirror. "Did you use new shampoo? Your hair smells great." "Why are you sniffing my hair?" Wille chuckled, Simon giggling along. "Because I'm right behind you." "Thats creepy, Simon." The curly-haired boy shrugged, nuzzling his face into Willes shoulder.

Wilhelm sighed again, making Simon look up at the mirror. "I dont know whats wrong with me, Im just not really feeling like me today. I just feel like... I dont know,, different? Like, usually I'm fine with my appearence and stuff, but today I feel kind of ashamed, Im not sure why though." Simon listened carefully, his own heart hurting at his words.

"Wille, everything, and I mean every single thing about you; is absolutely fucking perfect. Youre beautiful, and I will say it until you believe it. You dont deserve to feel like that, baby. You are perfect. Everyone has insecurities, but it doesnt necessarily mean they are true." "But my acne--" "Its beautiful. I love your acne, definitely in my top-five favorite things about you."

Wilhelm smiled, slowly starting to believe everything Simon was saying. "Whats number one?" Wille asked, seeing Simon grin behind him. "Your nose." "Number two?" "Your lips." "Number three?" "Your acne." Wille paused for a moment, and then continued; "Number four?" "Your eyes." "Number five?" "The sex." Simon laughed loudly as soon as he saw Willes reaction, his jaw hung low. "Simon?!" Wille yelled in shock, immedietly turning around so he could actually look at him.

"Did I lie?" Simon kissed Willes lips softly, and then left, Wilhelm obviously right behind him, like a dog on a lead. Because thats what he is. Everyone knew that wherever Simon was, Wille was right behind.

"You cant just say that!" Wille looked down at Simon, who was now sitting on Wilhelms bed, his laptop on his lap. "But I did." Simon chuckled, Wille rolling his eyes and climbing into his bed beside Simon. He clung to Simons side, as Simon played with his now-dry hair.

"You really are perfect, I hope you know." Wille didnt say anything, he just smiled at his words. "I love you." Simon said quietly, kissing his head, "I love you too."

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