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Simon’s eyes widen when he enlarges the photo that he’s been sent. He doesn’t even know who the man in the painting is but surely this single piece of art is worth more than his whole entire apartment. And now it's covered in crayon.
They’ve been communicating sparsely over the past three years, careful texts and vague updates every few months. Merry Christmas. Did you go to Times Square to see the Ball Drop? Glad Midsommar. How is your mama?
And of course updates on Rasmus.
Wilhelm’s son.
_______Where Simon agreed to be a secret and Wilhelm never changed the speech.
Years after Hillerska, Simon is living in New York City as a professional singer. Crown Prince Wilhelm is a widowed, single father who is trying his best to balance his family and the pressures of his position. Despite the painful and unfortunate history between them, tragedy brings them back into each other's orbits once again, albeit more distant and more cautious than ever before. Things change, however, when Wilhelm comes to New York forcing them to reevaluate the path their lives have taken and the love they still carry for each other.
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- Part 2 of Rewrite the Stars
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11 Jul 2024
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Running from his mother and her unattainable expectations, Wilhelm finds solace at his brother’s house in Bjärstad. It was there he found a sense of belonging, a sense of hope, that, maybe one day, he too could be brave like Erik and leave his tumultuous household.
It only took one night for the boy next door to catch his eye. The boy who lived in the house where screaming and fighting seemed to be a constant, who shooed away help like his life depended on it but seemed to crave it so deeply in his soft brown eyes.
“I just wanna be friends with you. Everyone needs a friend.”
"Bullshit.”
Because since the first night they met, Simon saw the way Wilhelm looked at him. It was the way this whole fucking town looked at him but worse. Like he was broken, weak, someone who needed to be saved by the cute, privileged boy next door even though he’d been protecting his family for as long as he could remember - even the one who was destroying them.
"Why do you say that?”
“Because I see the way you look at me, Wille."
Because I think I might look at you the same way and I don’t just wanna be friends with you, either.
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Bookmarked by Screamingandcryinf
09 Jul 2024