[ Watching Louis settle into a sleepy, contented stupor is always its own special kind of pleasure... It's pleasurable because Will knows full well that Louis would never, ever allow himself to relax like this except in the presence of the king. Is it arrogance to think that Will's love might someday erase the horrible past? That, someday, these peaceful, easy days might come as naturally to Louis Charadrius as the old days of war and hatred and victory and conquest?
He doesn't have to change completely. Will has never asked Louis to change completely. But this, today — the sweet promise of an afternoon nap and a moment of vulnerability shared only with his king — it feels like a treat. A treasure hard-earned, a secret well-kept. Something for only Will, in this private moment between two kings.
Will smiles. He rests his head on Louis's chest. He settles in for that afternoon nap, too. The daybed is spacious and luxurious and comfortable, and Louis's large body feels like the perfect cushion for Will's smaller frame.
If they're lucky, no one will knock on the door until after the sun sets and all the palace staff wonder if the kings are going to want dinner. ]
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He doesn't have to change completely. Will has never asked Louis to change completely. But this, today — the sweet promise of an afternoon nap and a moment of vulnerability shared only with his king — it feels like a treat. A treasure hard-earned, a secret well-kept. Something for only Will, in this private moment between two kings.
Will smiles. He rests his head on Louis's chest. He settles in for that afternoon nap, too. The daybed is spacious and luxurious and comfortable, and Louis's large body feels like the perfect cushion for Will's smaller frame.
If they're lucky, no one will knock on the door until after the sun sets and all the palace staff wonder if the kings are going to want dinner. ]