Blue Blood ~ Young Royals

Song

The days pass by in a blur once I'm at the palace. It feels weird not to be with Simon, I miss him. We've made up for it by calling each other almost every day and texting more than necessary. Christmas and New Years' were fine, and by now it's only a few days until I go back to Hillerska. I've been able to find Simon a present, but I don't know if it's enough. What if he doesn't like it or something? Each time I see it lying there on my desk, I bite my lip anxiously, hoping it's good enough.

I'm sitting at my desk, biting my nails and staring out the window. It's been snowing a lot, and the landscape outside is now always decorated by a white glaze. I wonder which direction I'd have to walk to get to Bjärstad, and how long it would take to get there. Crazy fantasies of walking through the snow and collapsing at Simon's door hours later fill my mind, each one ending in a different way.

My phone starts ringing and I jump at the sudden disruption of my thoughts. My heart skips a beat when I see it's Simon, and I find myself grinning stupidly as I pick up and his face fills my screen. "Hey, babe." He says sweetly.

He's greeted me like this before, but I still feel like I might fall out of my chair when he says it. I can feel how badly I'm blushing. "Bebe linda." I blurt out without thinking. I've been searching up Spanish pet names, but I wasn't going to tell him that.

His eyes widen at my words and he lets out a little giggle. "Oh mierda, eres sexy cuando hablas español..." He's got a mischievous glint in his eye.

I blink rapidly and tilt my head slightly to the side in confusion. "I have no idea what you just said."

He rolls his eyes. "Whatever. I called because I want to show you something. Or, well, I want you to hear something."

I immediately find myself sitting up a little straighter, setting the phone down on the desk. Does he mean he'll sing to me?  I think of the first time I saw him, singing the loudest, most confident of everyone in the choir. I smile a little at the memory, wondering why I haven't thought of it more often. I should hide in the choir room next time Simon has practice just so I can hear him.

He clears his throat and I blink, forcing all my thoughts away. He's now sitting cross-legged on his bed with his keyboard in his lap. His fingers hover over the keys and he gives me a little smile before he starts to play the piano. I recognize the tune immediately, it's Happy New Year by ABBA. But when he starts singing, it's not in English like the original song, it's in Spanish.

I want to close my eyes and lose myself in his voice, it's sweet and smooth and perfect, and the Spanish just adds to the magic. It's the most wonderful sound I've ever heard, the piano playing softly and Simon's honey sweet voice singing in Spanish. I want to listen to him sing over and over again.

When he stops singing, the sound of his voice echoes in my head. The beauty of it amazes me. He looks at me with a slightly nervous smile, looking like he's waiting for me to comment on his singing. So I spill out what I'm thinking. "Your singing is amazing..."

He chuckled softly, seeming a little flattered. "Thanks... I heard this song last year and I remembered it recently. I've been practicing the Spanish version for a while now."

"You're amazing. You should sing that to the choir teacher, she'd love it."

His face lights up and he smiles. "You think so?"

I nod firmly. "You have a talent, Simon. I've never loved someone's singing so much." And I mean every word of what I say. It's like falling in love all over again, but with his voice instead of all of him.

He looks down, smiling. "I'm glad to have you, Wille... And I think I will sing this to the choir teacher." He looks up at me again. "I've tried writing songs a few times, but they're not that good."

"No way the songs you write are bad." I hesitate, unsure whether I should ask him. He might be uncomfortable, but I also ache to hear his voice again. "You could sing me one, if you want..."

He seems slightly hesitant at first, then starts nodding slowly. He reaches for something outside of the phone frame and props up a notebook beside his phone. "I've never played my own songs for someone else to hear before, but... I trust you."

I give him a reassuring smile. "I love hearing you sing."

He returns my smile and starts playing the piano. He starts singing again, in Spanish, and my smile widens. It spreads a comfortable warmth through me, and I lose myself in the sound of his voice. And I realise this is his song, he wrote it. I can't help but feel proud of him, of my boyfriend, with the voice of an angel.

When he finishes his song, we both stay quiet for a moment. He looks up at me questioningly again, waiting for whatever I have to say. I smile with genuine warmth. "That was really good. I loved it."

He smiles, and we fall into a comfortable silence again. After I'm not sure how long, he sighs and smiles sadly at me. "I miss you."

"I miss you too... Just a few days left, though."

He nods. "I've got something for you when you get back, seeing as I couldn't give you a present on Christmas day."

Oh, he's got something for me too... I glance sideways at the small bag with his present lying on my desk. It makes me even more anxious again, worried that he's done something much greater and he'll think mine is stupid, not enough. I try to push away the nervosity and smile at him. "I've got something for you too..."

He turns his head unexpectedly, his attention now focused on something else. After a moment, he shouts something in Spanish and turns back to me. "I have to go, mom's calling me for dinner."

I smile sadly, grabbing my phone from where it was sitting on my desk. "Ok. Call you tomorrow?"

He nods. "Tomorrow. And I'll see you soon. Bye."

"Bye..." He hangs up, leaving me staring at a black screen. The sound of his voice echoes in my mind, making me long for him. I'll see him soon again, but I can't help missing him a little more each time we hang up.

Note: if you wanna know what Simon would've sounded like then here's the actual Happy New Year cover sung by Omar Rudberg. I wish it was on Spotify, I'm so in love. Got in on repeat while writing lol.