Abdication
“Do you think I could have a race with the security guards?” Simon asked while playing video games.
“Simon, no. I think that’s a breach of contract.” Wille responded, confused.
“Damn. I’d totally outrun Calle. Last weekend, when we are at the palace, Calle was lookin’ all buff, but then his boyfriend Alve came over, and he melted.”
“Simme, don’t you also melt when I’m around?”
“Uhhhhhhhhh, no.”
“Uhhhhhhhhh, yes.” He continued, “Also, how do you know that? Did you see it?”
“Nah. Malin filled me in on everything when she last drove me around.” He blankly put it. He added, “Malin saw it with her own eyes, but I think I was too busy coming apart in your bed to have any time to stalk the security guards.
Wille’s face turned rose. “Well um, you wanna?” Simon raised his eyebrow. Wille continued whilst looking down, “Like we have time and don’t have to be super up early.” When Simon didn’t say anything, Wille panicked slightly, “You can forget I said anything.”
At this point, Simon had ripped his headset off, turned off his computer, and taken his shirt off. Faded bruises were present on his chest from the previous night. He sat down on Wille’s lap and kissed him, hard and passionately. Wille gasped into Simon’s mouth. He made work at attacking Wille’s collarbone, a place where nobody but him and Wille would see the marks. He bit down slightly on the skin, extracting a low moan from his partner.
He pushed Wille down and hovered on top of him. “If you can’t tell,” Simon breathed out into his lover's mouth, “I wanna.”
They kissed slowly, full of love, full of passion, full of lust. They moaned in each other's mouths and they could both feel how much they wanted each other as they kissed and rutted against each other.
They both didn’t last long, but they sure as hell had fun.
*****
They took a quick shower, then when back into Simon’s bedroom. Simon had changed the sheets and placed the soiled ones into the washing machine. They both took off their shirts and sweats and laid down in their underwear. They shared lazy kisses for the time being.
“How are you feeling about tomorrow, my angel?” Simon whispered.
“Nervous. But I feel ready. Knowing Mamma supports me is enough, I think. I’m ready to face the storm.”
The lovers fell asleep shortly after.
*****
At 10 AM, the car to fetch Wilhelm and Simon arrived.
After hustling into the car, they intertwined their hands.
The drive to the palace was quiet. Both of them were tired and nervous.
*****
They arrived a little past 11 AM. Kristina was there to greet them.
“Your Majesty,” Simon vocalized with a bow.
“Please, no need for formalities. Call me Kristina.”
“Oh, um, of course, Kristina.”
Wille was a bit shocked but tried not to let it show.
“Hi, Mamma.” Wille squeaked out, before hugging his mother.
“Hello, my baby.” Kristina cupped Wilhelm’s face while speaking. “How about we come to the PR room? We have people here, but I’m standing by you. I will make sure whatever we do benefits you. Simon, know that we have your best interest in mind too. It’s no doubt how much my son loves you and how much you love him. I know you’ll be sticking around, and I hope me and my husband can become like family to you.” She paused for a moment, then verbalized again, “I’m sorry for how I’ve treated you. I shouldn’t have forced Wilhelm to make the statement. I didn’t have you in mind– how the denial would affect you, how the video affected you, how Wilhelm feels about you, how you feel about him. I promise to do better. I know Wilhelm’s abdicating, but I will stand by both of you no matter what happens. Not that it matters, but I give you my blessing.” The boys stood there dumbfounded and with tears in their eyes. “Just know I’ll be giving an embarrassing speech at your wedding.” Kristina winked with a genuine smile on her face.
Simon reached out to Kristina and hugged her. He let a single tear run down his face.
“Oh, älskling , it’s okay. I’m here, I’ve got you.” Kristina ran her hands through Simon’s curls. “I promise it’s going to be okay.”
Wille couldn’t take it anymore. He let tears fall down and ran over to hug both of them. They all held each other and cried. This was a family. A new family that’s been born. They’ve got each other. They’ve got support.
*****
“But how is it okay to not have a Crown Prince?” Jan-Olof exclaimed.
“Jan-Olof, we have Lotta Svensson.”
“What do you mean, Your Majesty?”
“Lotta Svensson. My deceased sister’s daughter. She’s 13 now. I talked to her and her father Danne Svensson last night. Lotta has been talking about being royalty for years now. And yes, my sister Erika, whom Erik was named after, wanted nothing to do with royal life, but she said before she passed that Lotta could make the decision herself.” There was a pain in her voice as she talked about Erika and Erik.
“But Danne is a commoner! He knows nothing about royal life. Do you honestly think he’s taught Lotta about life as a princess?”
“Jan-Olof! Do not talk about my family that way! You know nothing about this! Lotta will be an excellent Crown Princess. As you should know, Erik, Wilhelm, Ludvig, and I love them endlessly. We are very close. And just for the record, Danne and Erika were together since Hillerska as first years. He has money. He is not just some commoner. He is also an incredible man. He was completely in support of Erika. Just because they aren’t active in the Royal family, that doesn’t mean their presence isn’t prominent. Lotta will be incredible.” She paused then continued, “I’ve had enough of your scrutiny of Wilhelm. I’ve had enough of you being so far in the past. So it’s enough. Jan-Olof, you have been fired. You will leave immediately. I’ll have Calle walk you out. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” He walked out angrily with Calle following him.
Wille and Simon smirked at each other.
“So, now that we have heir covered, we need to figure out how we’re announcing this. I am not taking no for an answer. Here’s how it’s going to go, Wilhelm will give up the Crown, but he will still be allowed to the palace whenever he wants. He will not be going to any Royal events unless he wants to go to them. We will not be dictating Wilhelm’s life, social media, or his relationship with Simon Eriksson. Simon will be Wilhelm’s partner. They are together and that is final. Simon is welcome in the palace at any time. If any of you has a problem with their relationship, get out. Is all of this understood?” Everyone nodded their heads and nobody left their room.
“Well, anyone has any ideas?”
“I do,” Farima spoke up. “The Crown Prince and Mr. Eriksson are young, along with the majority of their supporters or “shippers”. We need to do something that will connect with the young. Not all supporters of the Crown or their relationship are just youth. I say we put out a statement on social media that the Crown Prince writes. Then, he and Mr. Eriksson can do an Instagram live on the official Swedish Royal Family’s Instagram. Since so many people have been asking questions about their relationship, they can get this knocked out of the park too. However, we should do the live a few days after the announcement, just so it can sink in. It could be done at Simon’s home, just so we can show that the Crown Prince has transitioned into normal life. It can be very informal– no pre-selected questions and nobody but the two of them are there, as well as it runs for as long as they’d like. We could announce their Instagram live a few days prior to the statement, that an update from the Royal Court will be happening, as well as that the social media live is happening. It’s better that we give a warning. That’s all I have to say, Your Majesty.”
“Farima, I truly adore that plan! I am on board with it. Now, Simon and Wilhelm, are you two okay with this?” Kristina exclaimed.
Simon spoke up first, “I think this is a truly beautiful plan. I like this a lot. I’m okay with all of this, but Wille? What do you think?”
“I like this a lot.” He spoke quietly and innocently. He continued, “I know this is a lot of trouble. And I’m sorry. I know that it’s a big change, and you guys are working so hard to make this all okay. I’m sorry I failed you and the country and Erik and Mamma. I just can’t do this anymore, I wasn’t made for this. I hope you all can forgive me.” He spoke small and weak, and a tear fell out from each eye.
“I love you, Wille. I’m proud of you. You didn’t fail. You are amazing. I love you. Erik would be so proud of you, mi amor. ” Simon whispered into Wille’s ear.
“Oh, Wilhelm,” Kristina stood up and walked over to Wilhelm, she embraced him in a hug. She whispered to him, “You didn’t fail Erik. You didn’t fail me. You didn’t fail the country. We are all so proud of you. We all love you endlessly. It’s okay that you aren’t fit for this. Lotta will do a great job, and you, my love, will do a great job in whatever career you want to pursue. I love you, Wilhelm, so much.”
“I love you too, Mommy.”
Ludvig was there too, quiet as usual. Until, he stood up, to join Wilhelm and Kristina. “I love you, my son. I support you.” He turned to Simon, “You’re a brilliant young man. Thank you, for loving my boy.” They all gave a group hug to each other, as the room was still quiet. The only sound was the sound of breathing.
“Crown Prince, we support you. We understand.” Farima spoke up.
*****
@Svenskakungafamiljen☑️
Hello, Sweden! In just two days, an update from the Royal Family will be posted on social media. Then, two days following that, Crown Prince Wilhelm and his boyfriend Simon Eriksson will be doing an Instagram live on the Royal Family’s Instagram. See you then!
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@simmeprecious
ARE SIMON AND WILHELM GETTING MARRIED?????!!!!!
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@heirtothethronewilhelm
update??! this doesn’t sound like good news…
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@roshswife
WILMON MARRIAGE! WILMON MARRIAGE! WILMON MARRIAGE!
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@unlabeledmonarch
Wilhelm is gonna abdicate. I’m calling it. Mans looks like he hates royal life.
@simonscurls
Excuse me, but that’s very rude of you. We shouldn’t be insulting the future King of Sweden. I’m disappointed in you. It’s an unfollow for me.
@unlabeledmonarch
Stfu you bitch.
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They were in Wilhelm’s bedroom.
“Let’s have sex in the Royal Palace for the last time, Will!” Simon said in English while mocking an American accent.
“Will?” What the fuck, Simon?” Wille chuckled, he spoke in Swedish this time.
“I feel like being silly. I’m just happy this went well.”
“So am I, Sims. But I don’t know if it’ll be the last time, but we can do it.”
Wille pushed on Simon’s chest and knocked him down onto the bed.
“Fuck” Simon moaned out.
“I’ll claim you as mine, my love. Take you apart with my mouth.” He palmed Simon through his pants whilst kissing his mouth.
Simon moaned, loudly.
Then the Queen of Sweden walked into the room.
“Boys?”
Wille rushed off of Simon and Simon immediately rushed under the covers to hide his fully hard, clothed dick.
Oh? Um, my goodness. I’m sorry.” The Queen rushed out of the room.
“Fuck!” They both yelled at the same time.
“My mom walked in on us.”
“My boyfriend’s mother just heard me moan, loudly!”
“Oh, God.”
Both boys were mortified.
******
They cooled off, and then Wille and Simon ran off to find the Queen.
She was sitting at her desk when they knocked on the open door. “Come in, boys.”
“Mom, I’m so sorry. “
“It’s okay, Wille.”
Simon stood still and silent.
“Boys, I understand. I’m not mad at you two. I get it. I really do. Don’t feel ashamed.” She walked over to her desk, opened a drawer, and then proceeded to hand poor old Simon a box of condoms. “Be safe, kiddos.” And then she winked.
Simon hustled out of the door and back into Wille’s room. Wille shuffled behind him, confused.
“No.” Simon sat on the bed crossing his arms and pouting like a 5-year-old. “No. I don’t like this. I am not using condoms provided to us by your mother. I’m Simon Eriksson and I don’t approve of this message.”
Wille chuckled. “It’s not funny.” Simon pouted again.
“I meant the end.”
“Whatever. Cuddle me nowwwww pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,”
Wille obliged.
******
It’s today. The day Crown Prince Wilhelm of Sweden becomes Wilhelm “Wille” Berglund. The day he’s free from the crown.
******
I have been on the line to the throne my whole life. Because I was a prince. I was the one who was to take over the crown when my brother died. I was the one who would be your next monarch. But not anymore. I cannot do this anymore.
Royal life has never been my thing. I cannot handle all of the spotlight, cameras, and scrutiny. I cannot be your king. It wasn’t the way I was made. You cannot change how you’re born as, but you can change your future.
Which is why I will be abdicating from the throne effective immediately. I ask for privacy and space, while I live my life the way I want to. I want the people I have in my personal life to have privacy, as well. I’m no longer your Crown Prince. I’m just Wille.
My cousin Lotta Svensson will be your new Crown Princess. She will be the one who takes over the throne in the future. I believe that Lotta will be an outstanding heir to the throne.
I look forward to the Instagram live with Simon on Sunday.
With a dearest goodbye,
Wilhelm Berglund
******
Sunday
Wilhelm sat on the floor of Simon’s room dressed in “normal people clothes” He watched his boyfriend prop up the phone on a selfie stick a few feet ahead of where Wille is seated. When Simon’s finished, he asks the love of his life, “Are you ready, amor ?
“Yes, I am,” Wille spoke, with a nervous glint in his voice.
“You’re gonna do great, babe,” Simon responded, then he kissed Wilhelm’s cheek.
Wille reached over to his phone and started the live.
******
“Hello! How are we all doing today?” Wille exclaimed. As soon as the live started, the nerves evaporated like a puddle of rain on a hot summer’s day.
“Hi! It’s good to see you, well, talk to you!” Simon declared after Wilhelm finished talking.
“Oh my god! Look Simme! So many comments!” Wille realized he indeed liked Instagram Live. This was the first one he ever did.
“Shall we answer some questions, babe?”
“Yes!” Wille leaned over to kiss Simon's cheek. They both giggled a childish laugh while both of their faces tinted pink.
“How is life not being the Crown Prince?” Wille read out from the chat. “It’s going well! I’ve had a great couple of days. I’ve had to do a lot of homework, though. That honestly wasn’t fun. Lol.”
“Wille? Did you just say “Lol” out loud?”
“Uh yeah,” It came out sounding more like a question. “Simmeeeeeeeeeeee,” He groaned while planting his head in Simon’s lap. Simon played with his hair. “I don’t know how to do this shit. You gotta teach me,” He complained.
“My boyfriend is a loser. I say that affectionately, mi amor. ”
“I’m a loser? I can’t believe this madness,” He started singing, “Guess you didn’t cheat but you’re still a traitor.”
“A. I’m pretty sure I’ve said that line to you before. B. You are one. C. Why are you singing Olivia Rodrigo?” Simon rebutted back.
“Cause she’s great!”
“Fair.”
“I for one didn’t still your sweater and smell it.”
“Wille! Nejjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj ,” He started singing, “But you put on quite a show. You really had me goin’. But now it’s time to go. Curtain’s finally closin’.”
Wille laughed and turned to the phone. “Curtains you say?” He then continued, “Guys, keep your curtains closed, ALWAYS. You’ll never know if there’s an August out there with a camera.” He paused his spiel and turned to Simon. “Can I pick this up?” Simon nodded. He picked up Simon’s phone, pointed it to the camera, pretended to record, and started mocking August, “Fear me! I am August and I will record you having the smex! I will then post it on the internet. Unless you close those curtains. Mwah ha ha!”
Simon was in hysterics and soon Wille was too.
“The smex?! What are you a fangirl?” Simon laughed.
Wille was quick to speak, “Why yes! A fangirl of you, my love! I demand cuddles and love and kisses forever!”
Simon’s eyes turned soft and he gave Wille a quick and chaste kiss on the lips.
Wille then cuddled into Simon’s side.
Simon moved up to read another question and Wille groaned. “No, baby. Stay here. I’m cuddle deprived.”
“I’ll be back in a sec, mi amor. ” He spoke, “Okay this isn’t a question but it’s a comment. It says ‘Y’all are so cute. I thought the announcement was gonna be you guys getting married.’” Simon’s eyes went wide. Wille choked on a laugh. “Well, uh,” Simon spoke, “We are a little too young for that. Uhhh but it’s not off the table for the future.”
“I agree, love. I agree.” Wille returned with a smile on his face.
What’s your favorite Taylor Swift song is what the next question says. Wille answers with “Look What You Made Me Do” because he says he “Likes revenge” with a smirk. Simon answers with “tolerate it” and doesn’t explain why.
“Yes, I have a secret TikTok. No, I’m not saying what it is.” Wille responds when someone asks about TikTok. “I’m a lurker.” He smirks.
The following one is “What’s your favorite book?” Wille responds with Red, White & Royal Blue because “it’s just so damn real and so damn good.” Simon responds with The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo and said “Wille is the reader in this relationship and he is also on BookTok so he sends me vids from there. He read Evelyn Hugo and thought I would like it. It took some convincing and some TikTok’s being sent, but I went and read it and loved it.”
Before they know it, it’s time for the last question. “What does your mother think of this abdication?” Someone dude with a profile pic that looks like he’s in his 60s asks.
“Well, she is super supportive. I’m being genuine. She wants what’s best for me. There is no animosity between us. I love my mother. She loves me.”
“Yeah. I’m buddies with Krissy now. She was literally sending me memes this morning.”
“My mother sent you memes?”
“Oh yes. Krissy has some humor.”
“And with that, we are peacing out! Thank you for joining! Goodbye!”
“Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
*******
“We did it.” Wille exhaled. They were lying in Simon’s bed right after the live. “No more royal shit.” He spoke. He kissed Simon passionately.
“No more royal shit,” Simon spoke into the little space between them.