Simon x Wilhem Oneshots 👑💕

Star Gazing

Simons POV:

I woke up to Wille fidgeting at about 1 o'clock in the morning, but by woke up I mean barely stirred so I instantly fell asleep again. That was until something woke me up half an hour later, with Wille not beside me.
"Wille?" I breathe out, running my eyes. No reply. "Wille?" I say a bit louder, hoping he was just in the bathroom and didn't hear me. Still no reply. Panicking now, I instantly grab my phone and message him.

S- Wille where the fuck are you?! You're scaring me!

I wait, sat upright on the bed, wide awake now, my phone in my hand as I await I reply which I get almost instantly.

W- come outside!

"Oh Wille" I murmur to myself annoyed, but immediately I throw the first jumper in sight over my head and run outside. That's when I see him lying on the grass.
"Wille! What the fuck are you doing!" I whisper shout, speed walking in his direction.
"Simon!" He says sitting up. That's when I notice the beer bottle in his hand. I sit beside him and hold his face in my hands.
"Wille, are you drunk!" I'm worried now. What the fuck is going on with him.
"No, no! I've just had one beer!" He laughs. I'm so confused.
"Why are you out here?" I ask, my voice calming but my mind still racing.
"I couldn't sleep," he shrugs and lays back down, "I just wanted to see the stars for a bit...clear my head."

The sky is very clear tonight. The stars are beautiful in their perfectly arranged constellations. For some reason, I felt the need to tell Wille.
"Stars are so pretty, don't you think?" I ramble, staring at the sky, but I could feel his gaze on me,
"like they're just little...dead balls of gas, I think at least, but like...they're so pretty and, I don't know, they make me feel somewhat...hopeful?" He adds to my point.
"You're my star then, because I think you're pretty and you also give me hope!" I say. Usually, at a comment like that, Wille would have instantly clambered on top of me in a heated make-out session, but instead he just smiled weakly, but there was still the slight shade of pink in his cheeks.

I'm still sat above him. I let out a sigh and I can see clearly now that Wille feels bad. He holds his hands up and I fall onto him for a hug, burying my head in the crook of his neck.
"Is there anything you wanna talk about?" I whisper into his ear. He shakes his head slowly. I know something's up, he wouldn't be out here if there wasn't, but I leave it. He'd tell me when he's ready.
"Can we please go inside?" I practically beg, "I'm bloody freezing!" He nods gently, so I climb off of him and offer my hand (which he happily takes) and I help pull him up.

Taking the beer bottle from his hand, I dispose of it in a nearby bin.
"Hey, I wasn't done with that!" He whines. To be fair, it was still half full.
"You don't need it, it's 2 in the morning!" I say dragging him back to his dorm. I lift a finger to my lips to signal that we need to be quiet and we carefully creep back into his dorm. As quick as possible, I push is both onto his bed and tuck us into a blanket burrito.
"Now you can't escape!" I laugh and he smiles too. His smile is so beautiful.
"I didn't escape!" He chuckles and places a kiss on my nose, "I'd never want to escape from you!"