Jun 26
FUCK YOU HE DESERVES TO BE HAPPY DAMMIT
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FUCK YOU HE DESERVES TO BE HAPPY DAMMIT
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VVV computer give everyone that sees this a large forehead smooch
Love u Bye
Have a smiling Simon while I wait for my iPad to charge so I can paint some metal angst.
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One evening in Simon’s room, listening to music in companionable silence, finger’s threaded together, Wilhelm sighs.
“What is it?” asked Simon, quietly.
“Sometimes I wish I could sing, like you,” he pauses, not sure if he should go on. It’s still hard for Wilhelm to lay bare his heart. Even after all they have been through. But, he goes on, “It speaks to me, you know? I wish I could express myself the way that you can.”
Simon sits up, head on his elbow, and looks at Wilhelm. “Why can’t you? You are musically trained. Just sing, babe. You can sing.”
Wilhelm’s eyes go soft, almost glowing with love. “Not like you,” he smiles.
“Actually,” says Simon. It’s his turn to be shy now. It feels like it has been a while since Wilhelm saw Simon go shy. It’s usually him that pulls back.
“What, Simon? Tell me,” he asks, a little less patiently than he would have liked.
Simon groans and flops back down, embarrassed, “There’s actually a song I have always wanted to sing with you?” he says, more of a question than a statement.
“Really?” asks Wilhelm, not able to hid the excitement in his voice.
“Um, yeah? It reminds me of us. It’s a....duet.” Simon rolls over and buries his head in his boyfriends shoulder. Sharing this information with him is revealing a lot about Simon’s own romantic fantasies.
Wilhelm rolls toward Simon and gently kisses his curls. He tilts Simon's head up and places a soft kiss on his lips. “Will you teach me? Please?”
Simon melts, then smiles.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’ll teach you. Your part is first, the lyrics the guy sings remind me of you.”
Simon grabs his phone and finds the song, hitting play. He rolls towards Wilhelm, who meets him halfway. Lying face to face, looking into each others eyes, they listen. Soon, tears fill their eyes and a bit later, they sing together, utterly lost in the romance of it all.
It's not the 7th for me yet, but it is for Simon
Happy Simon! Yay!
