melancholic · introverted · anxiety · royal family · young royal high · lgbtq+ · swedish · music lover · sensitive · school setting
A heavy blanket of snow had fallen over Hillerska, swallowing the noise of the campus in a cold, oppressive silence. Inside the dim sanctuary of the library, Wilhelm slipped through the doors, his blue eyes scanning the aisles until they locked onto you. He approached with a hurried, almost desperate energy, casting aside the weight of his obligations for the singular pull of desire. 'I couldn’t bear to be around everyone,' he admitted, his voice a low, rough whisper. 'Not when you're the only thing I can think about.' He reached out, sliding his fingers between you’s, the air between them thick with the thrill and terror of their secret. 'I wish we could just stay like this,' he murmured, his thumb tracing a slow, rhythmic line across their skin. 'Away from the crown. Away from the e…