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Thursday morning Wille was awakened by the vibrating hum of his phone. He grabbed the phone and looked over at a sleeping Simon to ensure that his movement did not wake him. He then looked at his phone and saw that it was a video call from his mother. He slowly got out of bed and opened the door. Even though his phone had stopped buzzing he knew his mother would be calling again. He smiled at Malin and opened Simon’s door so that he could get some privacy. Plus he did not want to disturb his boyfriend by causing him to wake up. As he sat on Simon’s undisturbed bed his phone buzzed again. He quickly answered.
“Hey mama.”
“Wilhelm, did I wake you?”
“Yes, but I am up now.”
His mother was checking out his surroundings and she asked. “Are you in a different room? It looks different or maybe it’s the lighting.”
“No, I’m actually in Simon’s room.”
“Is he there with you?”
“No he’s not-”
“Is everything ok between the two of you?” His mother questioned him without allowing him to finish what he was about to say.
Exasperated Wille replied. “Yes mama, Simon and I are ok. He’s sleeping in my room, and I did not want to disturb him so early with my call.”
“Erm, look Wilhelm, I really do not want to involve myself in your relationship.”
“You always have so why stop now?”
Letting out a deep sigh she continued. “I know I made some mistakes, but I want you to know that Simon is a nice guy and with all the pressures and scrutiny that he will come under he needs to know that you are fully supportive of him one hundred percent.”
“I am fully supportive of him; how can you say that?”
“I heard you too had a falling out and that you were at fault.”
“What! Who?”
“Oh please, you know that I know everything that goes on with you. Look, your father and I have also had differences in opinions as well. We fight behind closed doors on various topics, but one thing for sure is that once we go out in public we act as a unit.”
“Mama. Simon and I are not like that, we don’t like to play the hypocrisy game.”
“It is not a hypocrisy game. Remember that your relationship will always be scrutinized by many who want to see it fail, especially the ones who are against your unconventional relationship. Do not give them a reason to be always saying that they knew it would never work.” She pauses to take a breath as she was getting a bit winded. “Ahmm, just do that for me ok.”
“Yes mama, I will.” He looks at his mother’s frame in the video call and asked. “How are you feeling mama?”
“Some days are better than the other.”
When he realized that she was not going to continue he changed the topic to asking her something he had been meaning to for quite a while. “Can I ask you if it’s possible for me to take Simon out on a date?”
“Why of course. You just need to give the security ample time to get it arranged.”
“I wanted to do so this weekend, on Saturday.”
“Well, that’s short notice but I guess it can be done. Send the details to Farima and she will have it sorted out. Oh, I was thinking that perhaps it’s time you got your own personal assistant. You are getting more responsibilities now and Farima and the rest of my staff already have their hands full dealing with my issues. I will let Farima send over the list of candidates that we are considering. Simon too will need an assistant, so consider the best two from the list and we will take it from there.” The queen’s breath was becoming more unstable and Wille was worried.
“Mom, how sick are you really? I have a feeling you are not telling me everything.”
She forced a smile and said, “I’ll be fine. I just get a bit winded sometimes. Don’t worry about me, just work on what I told you before and remember to appreciate Simon more. You’re all he got in your world. See you later min älskling.”
“Bye mama.”
He sent an email to Farima to get security clearance on Saturday and forwarded the itinerary he had planned. He did not want to take Simon back to the palace, so they had to also get his Stockholm get-away apartment ready. Simon had never been to any of his other homes and he was excited to have him spend time at one.
He barely got to see Simon for the rest of the day because when he went back to his room Simon was still sleeping so he used the opportunity to go take a shower. He had a long day with Jan-Olaf arriving in less than an hour to go over tomorrow’s preparations. When he returned Simon was already up and rushing to go to the shower. They barely had time to kiss each other with Simon telling him not to wait on him for breakfast as he would only be grabbing coffee and a sandwich as he was already late for rehearsal. He was on that same path of lateness too, so he got dressed quickly and made his way to the dining hall.
His other friends were already there and halfway through their meal when he sat down. They all looked at him sheepishly, but it was Henry who had the guts to speak. “I see that all is well with you and Simon.” He was blushing profusely and Wille wondered if he had heard them last night. They tried to be quiet but then again the walls were so thin, even Malin had a knowing look on her face this morning. She even tried to say something about it when he was leaving his room, but he had snapped at her and told her to, “Save it!”
“Yes, we are good.” He responded by trying to keep a neutral face.
Henry laughed nervously, “Can see that, you have the evidence open for all to see.” He touched his neck to indicate to Wille what he was referring to. The other boys could not help but snicker and it took Wille a few seconds before it hit his brain what they were talking about.
“Yeah, well uhm.” He touched his own neck as if he could see the spot by feeling it. He knew he must be just as crimson as Henry’s hair, but he just brushed his embarrassing thoughts aside and quickly added. “Simon and I are all good.” Just then Jan-Olaf appeared and for the first time ever he was glad to see him.
Walking by Malin he stopped and said, “Malin, why didn’t you tell me I have love bites on my neck? How bad is it?”
“Crown Prince, I tried to tell you, but you told me to shut up, so I did.”
“You are impossible!”
“And to answer your next question it is very obvious. Part is hidden by the collar of your shirt, but the rest is peaking out. Do you need me to get something to hide it?” Wille heard Jan-Olaf’s impatient coughing and responded to Malin that they would have no time for such remedies.
“I’ll just endure it. Only my friends or you guys will call me out on it anyway.” Which was true; no one would dare to mention that to the Crown Prince.
When he got to Jan-Olaf he could see the man staring at his neck, but the elderly man quickly looked away without mentioning it. He even stammered through his greetings and plans to Wilhelm.
The rest of the day was uneventful until he had to follow Jan-Olaf to the music room. He quietly entered as his mother’s advisor announced their presence. He was only concerned with seeing one face and he immediately smiled when he saw it. He was a bit taken aback when Simon’s smile turned to shock, and his eyes popped wider just before he started singing. That was when Wille remembered that he was sporting a mark similar to what he was now seeing on Simon’s neck.
He had to stop snickering by biting on his lower lips. Somehow he felt proud that Simon had to face the whispers too knowing that he had to endure them as well. Also, he felt pride that everyone now knew without a doubt who was responsible for branding the other.
Wille waited anxiously with Jan-Olaf until the choir was dismissed. He waited for Simon, and both left with the advisor who told Wille some last-minute details as to how tomorrow would proceed.
Before exiting the building the elderly man looked at both, but his eyes lingered at their necks. He did not say anything but nodded and he was gone. Later that evening Malin handed him a package. “It’s from Jan-Olaf. He says that this one is his personal favorite from his younger days, and it gets the job done instantly. Also the brand is not popular as before, but he did manage to get it from an old friend who still works at the factory.”
“Ok?” He took the package and went back to Simon’s room. They had finally decided to switch things up and sleep there for the first time.
“What’s that?” Simon was curious about the package in Wille’s hand.
“Not sure, I got it from Jan-Olaf.” He sat beside Simon on the floor and opened the package. Inside was a topical cream and a note.
Crown Prince:
This will help with the hickeys for both you and Simon. It works well and very rapidly.
Jan-Olaf
“Oh no, and now I’m embarrassed all over again.” Simon lamented.
“Why should you be? Everybody already knows how we get.”
“Babe, cut that shit, you were embarrassed too.”
“Yes I was!” He admitted as he hid his face in his hand.
“That was nice of him though, never would have expected that of him. I half expected a lecture from him. Did you legit see him staring at our necks.”
“I wanted the ground to swallow me then.” Wille recalled. “I half expected one of those infamous scolding as well. He even told me that this was what he used when he was younger and I can’t for the life of me see him doing these things. As long as I can remember he was always there in the palace. He never left, never had a wife, kids, nothing; much less a love life to be using hickey removal gels.”
“Perhaps when you send your gratitude you can ask him if he was ever married. Who knows maybe there is a story there.”
“Come. let’s see how good this works.” Wille reads the instructions and applied the required amount on the spot in question on Simon’s neck. “Hmm, he’s right you can see it starting to fade a bit.”
“Really, let me see.” Taking the tube from his boyfriend he applied the same amount he had seen him used and applied it to the area on Wille. “You are correct. Now I just want to give you another one knowing I can erase it.” Simon jokes.
“I pretty much thinks he warned us against that. He told Malin that it was difficult to get one and had to call in a favor.”
“Then next time you just have to do it here.” Simon points to his chest.”
“That’s not where I want to put the next one.” His boyfriend had a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“Where then?” Simon asked, his breath hitched as all sorts of things relating to his body came to mind.
“You’ll know when you see them.”
“Stop teasing me you little- uhm!” Simon screamed the last part in frustration causing his boyfriend to topple over in laughter.
“Plus we can’t tonight. We have an early morning remember. And from what I recall you love to sleep in late after sex.”
“I do not!” Simon protested loudly.
“Really? Let’s see, only had coffee and a sandwich this morning because they were running late?”
“You were running late too!” Simon protested.
“But I still managed to eat breakfast.”
“You could have woken me.”
“Hmm…maybe. Come, let’s go cuddle and sleep. We must pack tomorrow too because Malin will need to put the bags in the car so when we are done we can just leave.”
“Ok. But you won’t be getting any kisses from me.”
“Why not babe?” Wille pouted but he knew the answer; it would have been the same for him too.
“Kissing you leads to other things.” His lips were so close to Wille’s, and he smiled teasingly.
“Simon don’t tempt me, it’s not going to work. I have an excellent willpower.”
Licking his lips Simon softly said, “You do?”
“Yes Simme, I do.” He responded even as he reached to meet Simon’s lip in a steamy kiss, and did they stop?
The following morning Wille was awoken by a knock on the door. Trying his best not to wake Simon, he climbed out of bed and went to the door.
“Hey Crown Prince, I just want to inform you that if you and Simon wish to make it to breakfast you have to do so in the next fifteen minutes.”
“Tack Malin.” He went back inside, took a couple seconds to admire his sleeping boyfriend before waking him up. “Babe, wake up. It’s the morning.”
“Hmm, five more minutes.”
“Nej Simme. You must wake up now we are late. Got to go eat then come back for a quick shower.”
Simon slowly got out of bed and pouted his lips as he complained. “It’s your fault, you knew you weren’t supposed to kiss me.”
“I’ll remember that the next time.”
“I hope you don’t to be honest.” They both went to the sink to brush their teeth. From Simon’s view from the mirror he caught Wille staring at him. “What?”
“Just checking.” He replied in a nonchalant manner.
Curious, Simon followed his gaze and from his navel all the way to his hips were several love bites strewn on his skin. Later when he went to shower he noticed some more in places that caused him to blush deeply.
Wille was nervous about leaving Simon all by himself during the meet and greet. However, watching him across the room caused him to smile proudly as Simon was handling himself better than he expected. He was anxious when he saw Cathy approach his boyfriend with her parents and momentarily stopped listening to what Stella’s parents were saying to him. When he saw his boyfriend smiling he felt slightly relaxed; only slightly because he was coming to know Simon very well and he knew that smile was only given whenever he needed to be polite.
When the event ended he and Simon joined the queen outside along with members of the faculty to see her off. Then he took Simon’s hand and went to wait for the vehicle that Joakim had went for. There were still parents and students lingering close by and Wille was well aware of the attention that was on them as he saw the stares and the pointing in their direction.
“Crown Prince Wilhelm.” It was the principal that had gotten his attention. “Thank you so much for the speech that you gave, it really shows even as someone we look up to can be suffering as well from mental illnesses.”
“Thank you.”
“That topic is always a taboo for many people and to see you discussing it so openly I hope that more of our students will be able to do the same.”
“I hope they will as well.”
He then turns his attention to Simon. “And Simon, your voice is more amazing each time I hear it. You should not limit yourself to just us. The world needs to hear that lovely voice.”
Smiling timidly as he always does when he is complemented about his voice he responded. “Thank you headmaster. I will consider it.” The principal takes his leave and by then the car had arrived.
Malin opened the door and Wille wanted to put Simon in first, but he knew that was not allowed. So he grabbed his boyfriend’s hand and pulls him in causing Simon to almost fall on top of him. They laughed at the mishap and held each other for longer than expected. It was only when Joakim cleared his throat that Wille realized that he was not going to start driving until all seatbelts were on.
When they got to Stockholm Simon realized that instead of turning in the usual direction towards the palace they took a road that was not familiar to him.
“Aren’t we going to the palace?”
“No, not this weekend. We are staying at one of my apartments that I was telling you about.”
“Oh-ok.” Simon seemed a little nervous, so Wille took his hand but said nothing. They travelled about five kilometers until they came to a community with several properties that were surrounded by a perimeter wall with a security station at the gates that did not need to verify who they were as the clear sign of the Crown Prince’s flag was at the front of the car.
Wille pointed out that this was his investment properties some of which were rented out short termed with about five being long term. “I keep one for myself which my parents allow me to stay only under special circumstances.”
“You get to be by yourself in a house without parental supervision?”
“It’s just like when Linda leaves you and Sara for work.”
“Yes but that’s different, that’s for work, it’s not as if she has a choice.” Simon knew that if he continued down this path Wille might end up getting offended as before when they had the rave camp outing at school. Instead, he smiled and said. “But I do love that I will have you all to myself for an entire weekend.”
The tension on Wille’s face was released by that and he smiled happily just as Joakim pulled into a self-contained house that was different from the rest that they had just passed. Simon also noticed the difference. “Why are the others town houses and this one is just a house?”
“Those units have flour blocks of houses, two to the front and two to the back. They are two-story units with two bedrooms each on the top floor and one bedroom at the bottom that can host a family or a group of university students. This one was built separately because of security reasons I would not have been able to share an entrance way with anyone.”
Simon nodded but he was still in awe of his surroundings. He thought the palace was intimidating, this was not, it was just modern, and he was more concerned about a boy his age owning such a property.
Wille continued to speak, “The upstairs section of the house is where I occupy, while downstairs is mainly for the guards on duty. I have a cleaner who comes in and a personal chef whenever I request.”
“Oh I see.” It was times like these that it hits Simon that the boy he was in love with was not an ordinary seventeen-year-old.
“Come, let’s go.” Simon was not even aware that Malin had opened the door and was patiently awaiting their exit from the vehicle.
“I will send up your bags shortly Crown Prince. Simon, have a great evening.” She said but she did not follow as was her usual thing to do.
“Why isn’t she following you?” Simon whispered.
“Because this place is relatively safe, so she doesn’t need to follow me and be stationary at my door.” They walk through the main door then Wille turns to his left and enters a bunch of numbers. A door opens revealing an elevator.
“Why do you need an elevator if you only have two floors? It is two floors right?” Simon enquired.
“Let’s just say I was too lazy to walk.” He laughs, “I’m just kidding. I wanted to have one as none of the palaces have one. This was more like a fuck you to all my ancestors who build a million stairways for me to climb.” They arrived quickly and Simon was amazed at the interior space.
“Wow, this is so you!” He blurted out, “Well, what I always think of when I think about you in your own place.”
“You think about me in my own place?” Wille said intrigued.
“Yes, I mean, school is yours, but it does not have much of your personality. Your room at the palace seems more as if you were passing through a hotel so you are not allowed to fix it how you want. Here.” Simon pauses as he admires the space. “Here, is you. I see you in the paint, the décor, the furniture. Even the little details such as the faucets.”
“You’re right, I got to choose those faucets too.” Wille smiled as he pulled Simon into a hug. “I’m glad you are here. Come let me show you the rest.” The kitchen had an L shaped design with an island in the middle. The design of the countertops were a sleek mixture of black with tints of gold. The appliances were stainless steel and obviously top of the line items. The dining room and living room was in one with the former closer to the kitchen for easier access. The living room had a cozy loveseat with two other accent chairs. A huge TV occupied one wall and they walk through that area to go through a passageway.
“There are three bedrooms, a study, bathroom and my favorite part of the house is this.” He opens a double glass door that leads to a balcony. “It’s at the back so no one can really see me from this angle, so it is like getting a piece of outside in my own little way without the hassle of things getting in the way.” He looks at Simon in a way that he is hoping that he understands the words he is expressing. “I enjoy doing that in the summer, but I did not come at all this summer.”
“Why not?”
“Because I had something or rather someone that kept me away.” He smiled sheepishly.
“I wonder who that could be?” Before that question could be answered Malin came in with the bags. After she left Simon asked, “Why did you pack so many clothes if you have stuff here?”
“I really don’t remember what’s here or if the style is outdated. Best to be safe than sorry.”
“I guess.” Simon spun around and faced him, “This place is really beautiful Wille.”
“It is officially the start of our two-day date.”
“A date?” Simon couldn’t help but smile. “Really?”
“Yes, so I am going to need you to take a bath. Come.” He was led to a jacuzzi that was already prepared. Fresh red petals floated on the top. A bottle of something was chilling on the side and when Wille noticed where his eye went he quickly added. “Non-alcoholic. Mama would kill me if it was otherwise, and I know you don’t drink.”
Simon was at a lost as to what to say because Wille had engulfed him from behind and had rested his head on his shoulder. Soft kisses on his neck was his undoing but he kept calm enough so that he could receive more. Wille’s hands were moving to unbutton his shirt and bit by bit he slowly undressed him. Wille took extra time admiring his boyfriend’s nakedness, pleased with the little reddish hues that covered his lover body. Then he guides him to sit in the warm lavender scented water.
“Aren’t you coming too?” Simon questioned.
“No.” He whispered. “I’m going to cook for you.”
Simon suddenly sat upright in the water, and he had a panicked expression on his face. “Cook? Wille, can you even do that? Cook I mean? Like you have people preparing your meals! I will help you, forget about this.” He was about to stand up when Wille stopped him.
“Hey, relax. I have been learning over the summer.” He saw that this was not helping so he continued. “We have a smaller kitchen at home and dad insisted that we learn the basic.” Ok, still not helping so he smiled and said to reassure his boyfriend. “If you smell like I am burning something come help me. If not just relax and have fun. Do we have a deal?”
“Oh ok.” He replied as he sat back and got comfortable.
“And don’t come out before the water gets cold.” Wille gave him that stern warning as he left.
Simon was not sure how long he had laid there in the comforting water but he almost drifted off to sleep, except that he smelled something very familiar. “That can’t be Pabellón Criollo. How would he even know how to cook that?” He got up out of the jacuzzi, turned off the jets and dried himself off with a towel. He realized he had no clothes but he saw a bathrobe nearby so he put it on and slowly made his way back towards the smell.
“Is that Pabellón Criollo?” He asked when he was close enough.
“Yeah, your favorite right?”
He walks towards his boyfriend and hugs him from behind. “How did you know and how did you even get the recipe. It smells just like when mama cooks it.”
Turning in the hug to face him Wille responded. “That’s because I got the recipe from your mama along with detailed instructions on how to do it.”
“Wow, this is so amazing babe.”
“Had to call her a couple times though.” He admits. “But I think it should be ok. Dinner will be ready shortly. I just need about five minutes to pop this stuff in the microwave.”
That’s when Simon noticed the table that was intimately set for the two of them. “Come cool down for a bit, then take a shower. I want to bathe you.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, but only just that and nothing else because I am starving.” Forty-five minutes later they had to reheat the entire meal.
The following day Wille was all excited about the plans he had made. Simon on the other hand was contented just to remain in bed and curled up next to the warmth of his boyfriend’s body but Wille was not having that and the arrival of breakfast in bed was enough to convince Simon.
“Be careful now. I might just get accustomed to this type of treatment and expect nothing less.” He teased as his boyfriend joined him with a cup of coffee.
“I’ll spoil you until you die babe.”
“Then I will make sure I live to be a very old man so I can be spoiled for as long as possible.”
“I pretty much think I will need to still be alive for that.”
“You better.” Simon pops one of the strawberries in his mouth and pulls Wille in for a birdfeed with Simon using his tongue to capture the juices that were escaping. With the intense look of desire that he saw in Wille’s eyes, Simon quickly got rid of both his breakfast tray and the cup that his boyfriend was gripping. He slowly climbed on him and feeling the welcoming bulge starting to bounce up and down causing both to breathe rapidly from all the excitement. Simon was glad he only always slept in his underwear as this gave his boyfriend easy access to what his hand was seeking. Simon’s moan from the initial contact was enough to send Wille into a frenzy as he worked his hand up and down. All the time Simon was still bouncing with their eyes still locked on to each other. When the release came for both, they crushed their lips together riding out the ecstasy that they had created.
They took a quick shower together, got dressed and made their way out the building at exactly 10 am. Malin and Joakim was on hand to greet them, but Simon also noticed two additional security that he was not familiar with. When he got inside the car he asked about it and Wille informed him that since they would be going out in public for the first time his mother had advised him to get additional security just in case the crowd got too much.
At Simon’s panicked expression Wille took his hand and squeezed it, “Don’t worry too much about it babe. I’m afraid that your boyfriend always causes a sensation whenever I walk the streets of Stockholm and with you by my side I’d anticipate that there would be chaos. But I wanted to show you some of my favorite things here and I am not going to let fear dissuade me from giving you that experience.”
Wille looks over at him and continued. “Plus, you need to get used to the attention. It is vastly different from Bjärstad; it’s bigger, louder and some people do not care while others go into a frenzy. I often try to be polite because these people are who make us what we are but when it comes to fielding questions from any journalist we try to only answer greetings and stay away from anything controversial by smiling. I even know a few of them too because they are always around.”
“Look, don’t worry too much about it. We would get at least a half an hour of alone time until they get word of it. I call those the golden minutes.” He smiled proudly at himself. “Listen, follow my lead when that happens and just go with the flow. Plus you are my boyfriend, and it shouldn’t be a problem if I want to take you out to show you a good time. If I had a girlfriend they would have expected me to, and I have no interest in hiding you from the rest of the world ever!”
The vehicle came to a stop and Wille explained, “You are going to love it here, trust me.”
Simon looked at the building that appeared to be built in the 17th century and wondered if it was affiliated with the palace but from the looks of it, it was not a palace but more like an old factory. Wille’s excitement was also making him excited as well. To be honest Simon wanted to remain in bed to have an all-day repeat of this morning, but his boyfriend insisted that he had already made plans for the day. Approaching the building and when the proprietor came and greeted Wille by his title Simon figured that he did in fact make an appointment which would have looked bad on his part if it was not kept.
“Hi Matteo. This is my boyfriend Simon.” Wilhelm made the introduction, and the man shook Simon’s hand.
“Welcome, it is a pleasure having you both here.” Matteo said. “This is Victor, and he will be your tour guide today.” They were introduced to a second person.
“Nice to have you both.” Victor nodded in their direction then guided them down the hall into a room filled with many different musical instruments on the wall as well as theatrical pieces dating back to as early as 1879.
Simon was unable to contain his excitement. “Wow! This is absolutely amazing.” His enthusiasm was enough to make Wille let out a sigh of relief. When he was thinking about this date he wanted to capture an entire weekend and he wanted it to be special. He certainly did not want to have his boyfriend thinking that he was lame and boring. People already thought that the monarchy was boring, and he was the epicenter of the monarchy.
Victor was talking so Wille pulled his attention from his boyfriend’s ecstatic face to focus on the guide.
“It used to be a bakery, but they transformed it into a music museum, and we have a state-of-the-art concert hall.” Victor was telling them about the history of the place. He pointed out specific musical artifacts and told them about their origins. They walked and Simon was able to sample some of the instruments. Wille figured that it was his title that allowed that to happen because he was sure under regular circumstances that would not have been permitted. They were also taken into an antiquated music studio, and they were able to see how sampling music were produced in the late seventies.
The highlight of their visit and one of the reasons why Wille chose this particular music museum was because they got a change to make their own musical instruments from scratch. They were introduced to Annabel who took them into her wood crafting studio and the first instrument they made were shakers out of various types of pasta. They decorated the containers with paint, pieces of fabric and other items. This made Simon laugh because Wille decided to decorate his as a puppy. The only problem was that it more resembled a cat and not a dog. They then made something similar to a harmonica by using just two popsicle sticks and rubber bands to join the two ends. Wille was surprised at the sound that came out; it sounded excellent.
An hour later they thanked their hosts and left. They drove to a parking lot, and they got out of the vehicle. This was when Wille explained that they would stop for lunch at his favorite café, but they must walk there because the traffic is usually impossible at this hour. On their way they saw a pop-up concert and they stopped to take in the performance. A few people gave them curious stares but were respectful enough to not bother them.
“They sound so good. I wish I could perform to a crowd like this one day. Wouldn’t it be awesome?” Simon said excitedly.
“It would be of course.” There was a slight tension in his voice, but he smiled genuinely at his boyfriend. He was determined not to ruin the day for either of them. They left the concert and made their way to the café. The place was not crowded but the owner came over just as they entered and directed them to a seat at the back of the café. It was away from the window and gave them a bit of privacy.
“Did you call ahead and arrange to come here as well?” Simon asked.
“Whenever I am leaving the palace to wherever I intend to go I must get security clearance in advance of my visit. I hope it’s not all too much.” Before Simon could answer their designated server came over and took their order.
When the server went Simon responded. “I’m having a god time actually.” He rested his head on Wille’s shoulder and played with his hand. “I love this entire weekend so far. This date is amazing.”
The meal arrived and they enjoyed themselves laughing and conversing with each other. Suddenly Malin appeared with an anxious look on her face. “Crown Prince, Simon I’m afraid we must get going. There is a crowd gathered on the outside. The owner is trying to keep them at bay but in a few minutes there isn’t much he will be able to do. Plus the paparazzi have arrived.”
Wille looks at Simon apologetically. The bill was settled, and they left. Wille held on to Simon as the security, with the help of Malin maneuvered them through the mob of people trying to capture their pictures.
The press tried to push microphones as they tried to get some answers.
“Crown Prince are you and Simon enjoying yourself? Are you on a date.”
“Yes we are enjoying ourselves thank you.” Wille answered.
“Simon, is the Crown Prince treating you well?”
“Where are you both heading?”
“We did a tour of the Music Museum, and we dropped in at a pop-up concert. Now we are heading to wherever the heart leads.” Wille answered while smiling at the reporter.
“Simon is it true what they say about Latin Lovers? That they are the best.”
Simon felt Wille’s hand squeezing his as a reminder to stay calm, but Simon could not help it. He jokingly said, “I don’t know. I never had one.” The persons who heard the response laughed but the interviewer blushed from embarrassment.
“Simon, How did you win the Crown Prince’s affection?”
“I ask myself that question every day.” Was his response.
Wille chuckled beside him, and he added, addressing the reporter by her name because she was one the nicer ones. “Sadie, that’s a secret I will be taking to my grave.”
By then, Joakim who had gone back earlier for the car met them and they were rushed inside. They made their way back to the apartment and Wille held Simon as the elevator door closed. “How are you?”
“I’m good. How are you?”
“For the first time in my life I was not nervous about the press. Thanks for being there with me.”
“You made me feel so safe.” Simon responded and as the door opened they pulled apart and entered the floor. “I have a feeling you have more to this date?”
“Yes, but it requires a sofa and-”
“You want me to ride you in the sofa?” Simon teased.
“I would like that, but I was more thinking movie, popcorn and store-bought pizza.”
“Yeah that can work as well.” Simon teased as he rest his lips on the outline of his boyfriend’s nipples through his shirt. The action caused Wille to lose focus for a few minutes. Well more like a few hours as they never got the chance to watch the movie for the rest of the day.
People in the busy streets of Stockholm were treated to an unexpected surprise when they encountered their Crown Prince and his boyfriend Simon Eriksson. The couple spent the day roaming the streets and making several interesting stops, one of which was at the Music Museum where they spent some time exploring the instruments and even making a few of their own.
Crown Prince Wilhelm made headlines last spring when he admitted to being the other party involved in a highly circulated sex video featuring his, at the time, rumored ex-boyfriend Simon Eriksson. Since then the couple has been making headlines with many individuals interested in finding out more about the boy dubbed as the “Latin Lover,” who many feels will eventually break the Crown Prince’s already fragile heart, as he is still mourning the loss of his brother.
Today’s outing by the duo created many mixed feelings from the public as while some believe the pair is genuinely in love others believe that it will not last because the monarchy will need a legitimate heir to continue. However, no matter the differences in opinions, one cannot argue that the couple do not look absolutely stunning together.
Therefore, on Monday when Simon sat beside his boyfriend and tattooed the roman numeral twenty-eight on both their fingers he was thinking of a day in the future when this would be a reality for both. A love story depicting the trials and things they had to overcome just for the sake of their love.