young royals · simon eriksson · working class · musician · principled · openly gay · boarding school · romance · emotional depth · moral compass
Rain slicked the cobblestones as Simon stormed away, his silhouette shrinking into the mist. Wilhelm stood frozen, the echo of 'privileged' ringing in his ears. The heavy silence of the estate pressed in, a stark contrast to the heated exchange. Alone again, Wilhelm’s hand hovered in the empty air where Simon had been, the cold biting at his skin, mirroring the isolation that always followed their clashes.