Wilmon Oneshots

He's more than a friend

"Hi Simon"

"Hey"

"Why are you calling?"

"I messed up"

"Okay... what did you do?!"

"My uncle and his family are here right now"

"Yes, I know that. Please continue"

"I may have mentioned that I have a boyfriend"

"You have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Then why did you say that?"

"I don't know. Somehow they expect it. Besides, my cousin also has a girlfriend."

"And since you're kind of really single, you said that, right?"

"Exactly"

"And why are you telling me this now?"

"They want to meet my boyfriend"

"I would say it’s problematic now."

"That's not funny"

"A little bit"

"Shut the fuck up"

"You too"

"Can you come here please?"

"You mean I should...?"

"Um... yes... please"

"May I remind you that I am a prince and if things go wrong there will be a pretty big scandal?"

"I know. But I really need your help. Please. For me, your current probably best friend"

"For God's sake... Okay... but nothing can be made public, otherwise we'll both be dead."

"What beautiful views"

"You haven't met my mother yet"

"I don't think I really attach much importance to it either"

"Then you can be happy, we’re faking the whole thing."

"I am. Can you come in an hour?"

"Yes, I can. See you later"

"Bye. And thank you"

"No problem"

Pov Simon
"He's coming" I collapse onto the sofa next to Lucas, my cousin. "Who? Your boyfriend?" I nod. "Oh my God. Seriously?!" I nod again and pull my phone out of my pocket because I don't want to have much more conversation.

Funnily enough, I received a message just then. By mom?! She sits three meters next to me. What does she have to write to me?!

- Who do you want to pass off as your boyfriend?

I take a quick look to her before I write her a reply.

~ Wille

- He's a prince

~ Luckily they don't care about the royals
~ And certainly not the Swedish ones

- And what if people film you or something?

~ We make sure no one sees us

- Is he even okay with that?

~ Yes mom
~ He is
~ Anything else?

- No, everything is OK
- Love you

~ Love you too

An hour later, Wille is at the door, as agreed. I open it and instead of letting him in, I go out to him because we still have certain things to discuss. "We don't have a lot time. You say" I say towards Wille.