you can call me queen bee

<div align=center>"The queen." The boy hissed, glancing around as if to check that no one was listening. "She knows my plans." He looked worried for a brief moment, "I plan to usurp her... She doesn't belong on the throne." He trailed off toward the end of his sentence, frowning and realizing that perhaps he shouldn't talk about blatant treachery so openly. It was only Gabriel though, he trusted Gabe. The boy shook his head, and fell lazily onto his back, yawning and stretching. He was evidently feeling sleepy, or perhaps just lazy. He scowled when he realized Gabriel had ignored his blatant gesture for attention, and when he spoke the tone in his voice was far sharper than it had been. "I'm staying here tonight."

He shot an irritated glance toward his boyfriend, before bending one knee up and folding his arms behind his head. He muttered something about being ignored, flipping onto his side and nestling himself into the pillows, his back to the other boy. He let out an audible sigh, and fumbled around for the duvet, wrapping himself in it and letting his eyes flutter shut.

"Pfft. Beloved." He grumbled, shooting a backward glance at Gabriel, before pulling the blankets over his head and hiding there.</div>

<div align=center>William gave Gabe a strange look as he asked who the queen was, "queen Ania." He answered incredulously, as if it was the kind of knowledge everyone should have. He shifted on the mattress and flipped over onto his back, in an almost lazy sort of manner that suggested the movement had been far too much effort for him. He smiled brightly when told he was the only one the throne belonged to, "very true. I'd be a just queen." He thought he'd make a perfect ruler. Though of course he did, he was very bias about himself in his current state.

"Of course I'm welcome." He answered quickly, "I'd have your head if you kicked me out." He then chirped, turning to face Gabriel and smiling brightly at him, in an almost menacing way that seemed a little sarcastic. However, Gabriel was awfully good at getting back on Bill's good side if he really had to, right now may have been one of those times. Deep down, William rather enjoyed being flattered, even if most of the time he didn't like to take compliments- or at least struggled to. He was modest more often than not. But not Princess Beckett. She was not modest. Not one bit.</div>

<div align=center>The boy shuffled close and tucked his head underneath Gabe's chin, not in a forceful manner, but rather a more affectionate one this time. Despite having decided he was royalty, he'd still be equally as nice as he usually was. At least, for the most part... He hooked his arms around the older man's waist and tucked his knees into him. "I'm going to take a nap." He stated quietly, his dress riding up again and creasing around the waist. "Unless you don't want me to." He yawned softly, settling himself comfortably against Gabriel and tilting his head back to look at him.

Of course William wasn't really going to execute anyone, he didn't have the means to, and besides, that was quite illegal. He'd probably throw Gabriel in the 'dungeons' for a few days though, meaning he wouldn't let him out of his room for three hours or so. In William's head, this was not a laughing matter. He was going to be queen if it killed him. Though it very likely wouldn't kill him, and really, him becoming 'queen' absolutely wouldn't effect anyone whatsoever- apart from maybe himself.

He purred softly at the contact, pressing a small kiss underneath the boy's jaw and smiling softly. "Even though I'm your queen now, I still think you're cute."</div>

<div align=center>"Yes." William answered softly, shrugging the duvet over himself. He frowned a little when he realized what had been said though, "aren't I pretty already?" He asked sadly, though that was probably phrased like I'm already pretty, in his head. He pouted a little, closing his eyes and burying his face into Gabe's chest. He sighed lightly and settled himself there, relaxing a little and closing his eyes. It was nice to curl up, even if it was only for a little while. William just liked the warmth and comfort that came along with it. It wouldn't take him all that long to drift off providing Gabe didn't wake him up again.

The boy's little foil tiara had fallen off and was lying on the pillow next to him. He fumbled back for it, picked it up and tossed it on the floor. He pushed himself into Gabe's head and kept himself there, it was a nice feeling. It made him feel fuzzy and warm. It was best to let the princess sleep for a little while, since she'd very likely wake up in a completely different mood to the one she was in now. "Don't wake me..." He murmured, wrapping his legs around Gabriel's waist and pulling himself close. The boy went silent a moment later, though if he'd just finished talking, or whether he'd fallen asleep wasn't all that clear- though it was most likely the latter.</div>