Simon x Wilhem Oneshots 👑💕

Sick Day

(TW: sick)

Simon's POV:

I woke up at around 3am as Wille was fidgeting a lot more than usual.
"You okay?" I ask sleepily, trying to be considerate but really quite annoyed about being woken up. I don't even get a proper answer, he just groans and hugs my side.
"Can we try get some sleep then?" I slightly chuckle and kiss his forehead. We lay there for about 5 minutes, and the whole time I could tell he was uncomfortable. Now I was wide awake though, but still trying to drift off anyways. The problem was I wasn't sure what was bothering him. I figured he would tell me in the morning, so I cuddled his head into my chest. That seemed to make him content for a few moments before he got up and ran into the bathroom.

"Wille?" I say following him, unsure of what he's doing. He flings the door shut behind him, practically in my face. It doesn't slam, it doesn't even close so slowly I open the door. Wille is sat above the toilet gagging.
"Aww Wille!" I pout, sitting on the floor behind him and rubbing his back with circular motions. Then he leans back into me and grabs my hand tightly.
"You okay?" I ask resting my chin over his shoulder.
"Tired, can we go back to bed?" His voice is so weak it's barely audible.
"Yeah of course, you sure you won't be sick again?" he nods at my question so I stand up and grab his hand pulling him with me and giving him support. Then we both flop onto the bed and he hugs my waist tight, and I reciprocate it just not as tight as to not make him feel more ill.
"Thank you, Simme" he whispered.
"For what?" I ask gently, confused.
"For coming with me, you know when I threw up?" He says into my bare chest.
"Of course!" I smile back, placing a kiss onto the corner of his mouth (as I could barely reach at the angle we were at).
"Gross, I just threw up!" He smiled weakly, but I knew he was smiling with love, he just didn't have any strength.
"I don't care! Just get some rest" I say letting my eyes flutter shut.
"I love you" he said cuddling he even closer and wrapping his legs around mine.
"I love you too but I'm really tired!" I chuckled and he fell asleep almost instantly.

I woke up again at about 8am hearing Wilhem in the bathroom again. I threw the covers off of me and went to open the door, which was locked.
"Wille?" I shout through the door and knock lightly, "you okay?"
"Yeah I'm okay!" He said but I wasn't convinced.
"Willeeeee!" I whine and I hear the door unlock, but it doesn't open, so I open it myself to see Wille sat on the floor, his back against the bathtub. He holds his hands out, encouraging me to hug him, which I happily do.
"Are you okay?" I ask as I sit down in his lap, hugging around his neck.
"Feel a bit under the weather, I was just taking my temperature," he says, but almost shrugs it off as if it's nothing. I hug him tighter and he does the same.
"And?" I ask.
"38.3" he says.
"Shit Wille, that's a fever!"
"Yeah, I know"
"Do you want to go to bed? I can get you some medicine or food or?" I offer. He nods into me and I bring a hand to his forehead.
"Shit, Wille you're hot!" I say.
"Thank you," he chuckles.
"Not what I meant!" I laugh back, "no seriously you should try and cool down, like take your shirt off or something?"
"Simme, no need to flirt I'm already in love with you." He said dryly but smirking in the way he always does.
"Wille!" I say rolling my eyes. He understands he does need to cool his body temperature and allows me to lift his shirt over his head and chuck it into the bathtub.
"Come on," he says taking a deep breath out and lifting me off of him to stand. He wraps his arms around his body.
"I'm cold!" He whines and pulls me back towards him for a hug.
"Let's go to bed then," I say pulling him out of the bathroom, still hugging as we waddle across the dorm.

We are in our 3rd year at Hileshka now and even though Wille didn't want his title anymore and gave up the crown, his mum was still queen and nothing could change that. The queen had promised Wilhem to support him better, therefore demanding his son had the best room with an en suit and double bed (so we could share easier). Of course, Wille appreciated what his mother was doing but also didn't want the special treatment. Eventually, I convinced him that maybe the extra perks weren't such a bad thing if it meant he didn't have the responsibility. He agreed after a lot of convincing from yours truly.

Eventually, he let go and curled himself up in the covers. I sat beside him, running my fingers through his hair the way I knew he liked and calmed him. A smile slowly crept onto his face.
"Want anything?" I asked half laying down next to him, my legs still hanging off the bed as they were when I was sat up.
"You." He said, so I brought my legs back up onto the bed and lifted the covers over my body.
"No but seriously, medicine or?" I asked again. All he did was touch his forehead to mine and shake his head.
"You're all I need," he whispered gently, his eyes shut as he drifted back to sleep.
"I love you," I said as I copied his movements, my hands running across his bare, clammy skin and my eyes shut.
"I love you more" he whispered back.