18k of progress!!!!! so here's the snippet
The silence of the night on the roof seem like all his life can be as silent and easy. Unproblematic. His.
Familiar ass flops near him.
"What's wrong? Why you're not having your royal beauty sleep?"
"Can ask you the same," Dilan says not taking his eyes from the moon.
"Bebe doesn't like to sleep in new places if I'm not reading her."
"She's the poor girl who was raised by me and she's still baby," Caleb shrugs, "I love read to her. She's good audience to flex my acting skills."
Dilan figures it's true. And really he saw Caleb be with Bebe since he found her egg four years ago. He shouldn't be surprised his friend read to her.
"Soooo," Caleb hits his shoulder with his, "I can go sleep and get the idea that I haven't seen you on rooftop, or we can talk."
"Today just reminded me and kinda proved one thing that I wasn't telling to many people."
Caleb nods, hugging his shoulder.
"I don't want to be the King."
Saying it allowed, into the universe feels right. Feels as it should be.
"First, I respect it, and I would fight any old whitey guy who would try and force you," Caleb says softly, then giggles, "fuck the monarchy!"
Dilan can't stop his giggles too.
"Second," Caleb tries to talks through the laughs that they can't stop cause giggle of one get the other one to laugh harder, "I'm not surprised. Since we were kids the stuff you hated more than coffee is doing anything for the crown or work with your dad."
"Yeah, can't imagine do it for all my life and be happy. How my dad and other royalties do it?"
Caleb shrugs, "maybe they just don't think for themselves," he swirls his fingers and in the wind appears the photo. On it Dilan and Caleb play in dirt their first kindergarten day. His mom wanted him to go to actual places for normal kids to be more socialized. Kendra too. "You were always wild soul. I guess that's why we're going so good together."
"Two wild bitches saying 'exactly' to each other?"
"Po.. point is," Caleb gets serious again, "I saw some of those royalty families at the balls you've taken me with you. They live for rich clothes and make the 'countries' needed diplomacy, but they don't see themselves as anything but it. You always was out of it. Different. Real. And ready for changes they are not. If you were to be a King, you'd make so good, but," Caleb makes sure they look each other in the eyes, "if you don't wanna, then you don't wanna. Don't break yourself trying to put the crown which weight would break you. I don't wanna lose you to it. Lian and Alex would agree too. We'll find the way for you. You'll see."
The warm and bulky hand hugs his shoulders and pushes their head together ear to ear.
"You're incredible, Dilan. And you don't have to be anything you're not."
Dilan hiccups, "thanks, Cal. Love you."
"Love you too, man. Love you too," small kiss is put on his head, then body moves away.
"I gotta go try to sleep. Good night."
Dilan nods, hugging his knees to himself, "night, Cal."
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