#gallagherprincess

“I wouldn’t even think of it.”Simeon smiled and kissed her cheek, though then his smile faltered and his feet shuffled as he stepped a bit away.“Though the idea of you fighting off a thousand armies is a bit terrifying…”

Nathan grinned, taking Celia’s hand as Simeon walked behind them. Though eventually he stopped in front of an amusement park."—All the more fun, right?"

Simeon shifted in the hospital bed for what seemed like a really long time— but maybe he wasn’t really moving and it was just his imagination because when he groaned and his eyes slowly opened, he could have sworn he heard somebody gasp. In his mind he hoped for somebody he knew to be there, somebody he loved and he knew he had one or two people in mind at that moment that fit that bill— either his “mom”, or Celia. And when his eyes focused to see that hint of green peering back at him he nearly sighed in relief. Lorena’s hand touched Simeon’s cheek and he closed his eyes again to relax into the feeling and smiled at her weakly."Hey mom..""I’m so glad to see you awake, Simeon."Lorena smiled and he could see that she was trying to fight back tears if anything for his sake— or maybe it was because of Celia walking into the room.

Simeon tried to shift in his sleep— he had been sleeping for a long time it seemed, and he wasn’t sure why but it was hard to move at all. He felt restricted— even though he obviously wasn’t as he slowly opened his eyes. He braced himself against the sudden light and peered around the room— a hospital? He stopped himself though as his eyes glanced up at a girl about his age and he instantly smiled, even though the action was hesitant and tired— and the girl smiled back, kissing his forehead— were those tears in her eyes?”..Celia..?”"Je t’aime, Simeon."Celia’s voice was quiet as she spoke, and he realized she had only spoken quietly because there were other people in the room, and that she didn’t care much for them to hear, only him. He suddenly relaxed, and let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding."I love you too, Celi, thank you.."

Simeon was writhing and it was if he couldn’t lay still, groaning and whining until he woke up in a hot sweat. The man peered over to where Celia was sleeping and sighed, crawling out of the bed, and standing up tiredly. There was no way he could go back to sleep now so might as well take a cold shower and make breakfast. Though as soon as he moved an inch towards the bathroom he heard Celia squirm and he glanced over to see her awake— he hoped he didn’t wake her. Nonetheless he walked over to her side of the bed when she said his name tiredly— and oh god, if only that tiredness was because of something he did. Simeon kissed her forehead then and tried relaxing and it was only when Celia had kissed up his arm when he had actually left to the bathroom.

Simeon was already anxious. He knew he didn’t have to be of course— it was really only his parents. It didn’t bother him much since he had runaway— he knew he still loved them, but he didn’t necessarily get all wired when somebody had to meet them. It was sort of a process for him— greet, meet, leave."Celi— these are my parents, Frederic and Deline. Mom, dad, this is Celi."Celia had stood confused, if only for a moment before she turned to stare at him, signing a silent question to him and he furrowed his brows— he had never really thought about it. How his father and his “father” had looked undoubtedly alike. Maybe he was just attracted to father-like people, he just didn’t know.And he still didn’t know even after the two left and she had asked him again.

"I am playing with you."He looked genuinely confused at that one as he shuffled through the cards in his hand, pulling out a pair of jacks. Though then it hit him and he stared with a blush,"Oh—you meant— oh.."

"I do?"Simeon glanced up from the book he was reading, genuinely curious, and genuinely naive, eyes wide as he asked the question."What are you searching for then?"