Simon smiled, his first real, genuine smile all day. Baz smiled back, gently running his thumb in the curve of Simon's cheek before trailing his hand up and gently combing through his hair.

"I miss you," Simon said as his eyes closed, humming slightly. He felt Baz lean down and lightly pepper kisses across his face, one on each mole.

"I know, Love, and I miss you too. Just a few more days and I'll be back. Then, this can be real" Baz murmured against his face. Simon sighed, remembering. None of this was real. He was just dreaming. He always heard about how people who 'wake' during their dreams will try to change it to whatever they wanted, but this was all Simon wanted. He didn't want to change a thing about it. He reached up a hand and slowly curved it around Baz's neck, pulling lightly until their lips met. After a few slow, long kisses, Simon opened his mouth and felt Baz's tounge prod his own. He smiled, but that horrible ache settled in his stomach. It had been there since Baz had left. So, a few weeks now. He was tired of it. He couldn't even dream happily with it there. Baz pulled back.

"I'm sorry," he said instantly. Simon frowned, but didn't respond. He din't have to. This Baz wasn't real. He'd just be reassuring himself. So, he sighed, and slowly felt the edges of his dream going black.

XXXXX

Simon's eyes cracked open, feeling heavy and strained. He had a headache and all he wanted to do was curl up tighter and sleep more, but he forced himself up. He shakily sat in a sitting position before swinging his legs off of the bed and standing. His eyes fell on Baz's empty half of the room and his stomach sunk. It had only been a few weeks, but to Simon they felt like years. To make it worse, he'd been having those dreams. They didn't do anything to dull the ache, the want. They just made it worse. Slowly, he stretched and groaned before making his way to the bathroom for a shower. Half an hour later, he walked sluggishly down the stairs and through the abandoned halls of Watford. He stopped by a window and stared at the gathering snow clinging to everything outside. Their winter break had started a few weeks ago, and Baz was forced by his family to go back home. He couldn't have exactly shown up with the Mage's Heir in tow. Not that he hadn't tried. Simon smiled as he remembered their bickering.

"Why not, Snow?" Baz whined, finally at his wits end. They had been going at it for half an hour now while Baz was packing. "They won't try anything while I'm there" he said. Simon groaned and rolled over, pressing his face into his pillow and letting out a stressed breath before lifting it and trying to glare at Baz's back. The best he could manage was a small pout.

"That's what worries me! The 'when I'm there' part! What about when you're not there!?" he questioned. Baz sighed, shoulders sagging. He placed a final, perfectly folded shirt in his suit case before crossing to Simon. Carefully, he slid into the bed next to him, forcing him to scoot over against the wall. Simon, the git, refused to look at Baz, and instead rolled so he was facing the wall. Baz smiled slightly and looped his arm around his love, pulling him close. Simon squeaked slightly in surprise, but quickly turned to a hum of delight as he felt Baz start placing small kisses around the back of his neck.

"If anyone in that house even tries to hurt you, we will leave. Both of us. And we'll come back, and spend christmas here, together, like we're meant to"

Simon rolled over and nestled his head below Baz's, breath lightly flittering against his pale collarbone.

"I know, and that sounds amazing, but I can't come with you. I don't know, I just don't feel... safe there..."

Baz squeezed him tighter, curling around Simon and gritting his teeth. He knew he wouldn't be able to persuade him. He pulled back and angled his head down so he could speak gently into the top of Simons head.

"Okay. Well, I leave in the morning. Let's make the best of the time we have"

A moment after those words left his mouth, Simons face was angled upwards so their mouthes could meet. His hands reached up into Baz's sleek hair.

"Trust me, we will" he murmured against Baz's mouth.

Simon licked his lips, as though trying to get one last taste of him. He continued staring out the window until he was jolted out of his haze by a firm hand cupping his shoulder. He jumped slightly and looged up, instantly recognizing the apperal and stance of the Mage. For whatever reason, he couldn't bring himself to stand and stutter out a greeting like he usually would. Instead, he just went back to staring out the window, a small "Sir," the only sign he recognized the Mage.

"Simon, are you alright?" questioned the Mage. Simon nodded, forehead rubbing against the cool glass.

"I'm fine, sir. Just a bit tired." he yawned to prove his point, though the Mage still looked doubtful.

He sighed and removed his hand from Simons shoulder, crossing his arms behind his back and staring out the window. "Simon, if there's anything you ever need to talk about, please know that my door is always open. I was a growing boy once too, and I know it might be hard to have an intense relationship here due to the ban on the girls dorms, but those are there for a reason, an-"

At this point Simon had jumped up, violently waving his arms and shaking his head.

"Sir, it's nothing like that! I swear, it's nothing like that!" he insisted, face alight with red. Of all of the people to try and have the Talk with him, it had to be the Mage...

"Well, then what is it? You've been moping around the school since break began... Oh, is that it? Is it because your friend, um... Pamela. Are you sad because she left?"

Simon muttered a small 'Penelope' under his breath, glaring at his floor. He shook his head, slower this time.

"Something like that, sir"

A/N: Wow I finally got something done! Sorry for the hella slow updates. School is hard, and there's this guy, and just... Shit. Someone halp. So I wrote from Simon's point of view, which was new. Also, fluff! I love these two too much. And the Mage is trying to be a dad, even though he's an asshole and I hate him. Also, to Snowbazzzz, I'm sorry I took down Beauty! I really loved your idea, but I executed it awfully *-* It just felt to rushed and bad and horrible. Sorry! Chapter 2 is in production! Let me know what you all think! Oh yeah! If you guys want a more casual way to talk and get to know what I'm doing, follow me on Instagram at The_Astronomer_Brony! Thanks! I love you all!