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S1- Λπβ β π|| what are they called? (wilmon)
Wilhelm and Simon. Wilhelm stood behind Simon as they stood in his room, looking at the fish's tank. He rested his chin on his shoulder and slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer.
"Are these your fish?" he murmured, his breath warm against Simon's neck.
Simon hummed, "Mmm."
"What are they called?" Wilhelm asked after.
Simon swallowed, his heart rate quickening at Wille's touch. He tried to focus on the question but found himself struggling to think, his mind suddenly blank. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"It's kind of hard to tell them apart, you know..." Simon started, "One of them is called Olle. Um... The other one is called... um... Oski? And... the third one is called, um... um... Felle."