Even as his heart aches for Simon, he sways into the soft reassurance of Jesper's arms and lips. He didn't think Jesper would get upset at him, given his carefree nature and their casual status, but his understanding response is a relief all the same.
"You could tell?"
That pricks a bit of guilt in him. Even as Jesper tried his damnedest to steal Wilhelm's thoughts away from all his worries and cares, he could tell that something was holding him back sometimes. Holding Jesper's arm tight around himself, Wilhelm groans softly.
"I feel like an idiot," he murmurs. "I've already been here for longer than I ever knew Simon. We weren't even together when I left. I mean, it was complicated, but..." He trails off, trying to find his words. His head falls back against Jesper's shoulder. "I don't get why...I can't let go of the idea that we were supposed to be together."
He wonders if it will always feel this raw, but he's just as apprehensive of the eventuality that one day the wound would close completely, and the version of himself who loved Simon — and was loved by him — would be sealed in the past.
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"You could tell?"
That pricks a bit of guilt in him. Even as Jesper tried his damnedest to steal Wilhelm's thoughts away from all his worries and cares, he could tell that something was holding him back sometimes. Holding Jesper's arm tight around himself, Wilhelm groans softly.
"I feel like an idiot," he murmurs. "I've already been here for longer than I ever knew Simon. We weren't even together when I left. I mean, it was complicated, but..." He trails off, trying to find his words. His head falls back against Jesper's shoulder. "I don't get why...I can't let go of the idea that we were supposed to be together."
He wonders if it will always feel this raw, but he's just as apprehensive of the eventuality that one day the wound would close completely, and the version of himself who loved Simon — and was loved by him — would be sealed in the past.