wilmon
its natural, dont worry.
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"It's natural, don't worry about it." Simon says, jumping out the bed and rushing around the room to find his work uniform. Wille remains under the covers, contemplating his life decisions with a red face for twenty minutes.
When Simon finishes his shower and steps out, only in a large fluffy towel with droplets slinking down his wet skin to see that Wille hasn't moved, he pads over and slaps his arm. "Honestly, it's not a big deal."
"Simon," Wille groans, rolling over. "I'm mortified."
"It's-"
"I'm so sorry."
"Like I said, it's natural." Simon shrugs, smiling in the sunlight streaming in through the window. "And it's also really early, so go back to sleep."
Wille hums, burying himself in the warmth as his roommate shuffles around, regretting coming into his room after midnight with the excuse of being unable to sleep but really just craving Simon's arms around his body. He also decides that Simon does not need to know about the dream he was having before the alarm clock had rudely (and untimely) awoken him.
now with a part 2
