Disclaimer: I own nothing. This came about from iluvh0rs3s and I speculating about the future. Vague spoiler for the main storyline happening on the show that everyone probably already knows about. Title comes from the song Sugar from Maroon 5.

2015, Salem, autumn

"Will this is very serious," Roman told his grandson as he looked at him from across the table. "Now we need to know where you were last night."

"I don't even know why this is a big deal," Will said evasively. "I didn't kill anyone."

Hope shared a look with Roman before saying, "Well until we know that for sure you need to tell us your whereabouts."

"I already told you," Will crossed his arms, "I dropped off Ari with my dad and then I went out."

"We need to know where, Will," Roman was getting frustrated.

"Are you even supposed to be asking me questions?" Will wondered. "I'm pretty sure there are rules against family members getting involved in this type of thing."

"Will," Hope slammed her hand on the table in front of her. "Enough. The only way we can rule you out as a suspect is if you have an alibi and witnesses to confirm it."

"I was out," Will told them while looking at the table. 'No one needs to know where I was or what I was doing.'

"Will," Hope shook her head in frustration. "If you don't tell us we'll have no choice but to make you a suspect."

"Go right ahead," Will shrugged. "It's not like you have any proof or even any grounds to have suspicion. I'm just an easy target for you because I'm not a perfect little saint. You don't have anything to charge me with."

"Do you want us to arrest you, is that what this is?" Roman demanded.

"Go right ahead," Will countered. "I wanna see what you come up with to hold me here."

"William," Roman started growling.

"What?" Will asked innocently. "You could actually be trying to solve a crime for once instead of wasting your time like always. How do any of you have jobs anyway? I'm pretty sure you can't solve anything unless someone walks on in and confesses. Actually even then you do a lousy job."

"That's it," Roman yelled in Will's calm face.

Will rolled his eyes as his grandfather started spewing whatever nonsense he was rambling on about. Will was so sick and tired of everyone in this town automatically blaming him for everything. 'Literally for no reason this time,' Will rolled his eyes.

Hope was trying to get Roman to calm down and refocus. She didn't know what Will was playing at other than he was trying to distract them from asking any questions about his location last night.

Cutting off Roman Hope loudly asked, "Will where were you last night?"

Will looked away from Hope and didn't answer. 'It's no one else's business.'

"Will," Hope rubbed her forehead, "You have to know how this looks to us. If you didn't have anything to hide you would just tell us."

"Well maybe it's like the last time we were in this position and you were accusing me of something I didn't do," Will pointed out.

"So you were somewhere embarrassing?" Hope tried to guess. "Will, just tell us."

"No," Will insisted, "Because whatever I say to you is going to leak to the newspaper and everyone is going to know."

"You would rather the entire town think you were a serial killer than tell us the truth?" Roman rolled his eyes. "Unless you are and you're just trying to distract us."

Will stared at Roman blankly, "Glad to know how you really feel about me, Grandpa."

"Oh for god's sake, Will," Roman shouted again.

With Will and Roman arguing with each other and Hope attempting to appease them both no one noticed when Paul Narita walked into the precinct.

He was getting lunch with his father when John revealed that Will was being questioned down at the police station. Apparently there was another murder last night. Paul, for the life of him, couldn't understand how Will of all people could be a suspect.

'I'll put a stop to that,' Paul thought as he looked around before spotting Will getting into a shouting match with some of the officers. Running over Paul put his hand on Will's shoulder and pulled him back slightly, "Hey," Paul shouted. "What the hell is going on?"

"Paul," Will said slightly panicked. "Just-just stay out of this."

"No," Paul shook his head. "Why are you even here?"

"Because he won't tell us where he was last night or what he was doing," Roman spat out in frustration.

Paul gave Will an aggravated look, "Seriously?"

"Don't even think about it," Will hissed.

Ignoring Will Paul said, "Will was with me last night."

"Paul-" Will complained.

"From what hours?" Hope questioned as she started jotting down some notes.

"From around 7 until 10 this morning," Paul admitted.

Hope and Roman shot them both identical looks.

"Oh," Hope muttered. "Is there anyone that can confirm your whereabouts?"

"The staff at the Salem Inn," Paul informed them.

"And I suppose we don't need to ask what you were doing the whole time," Hope said carefully.

"No," Will stated firmly, "You don't."

Will looked over his shoulder and saw people already on their phones giving him and Paul less than covert looks. 'This is exactly why I didn't want to tell them. Now the entire town is going to know about this.'

A few minutes later Will stormed out of the police station with Paul hot on his heels.

"You didn't have to do that," Will told Paul as they walked away.

"I shouldn't have had to," Paul said, "You should have just told them the truth."

"You don't even understand," Will shook his head and tried to turn down a street to get away from Paul.

Following after Will, Paul requested, "Then make me understand. Is the thought of telling people you spent the night with me so repulsive to you?"

"Shut up," Will paused and rounded on Paul. "You don't even know what's going to happen next. I've been down this exact road."

"No, I have no idea," Paul admitted, "Just explain it to me."

"Everyone is going to know now," Will told him. "Know about me spending the night with you."

"How?" Paul didn't understand.

"It's going to be in the newspaper," Will explained. "This is exactly how I was forced to come out, OK? I told you about that. My alibi was being in a gay club. It was all over the newspaper and now it's going to happen again."

Paul opened and closed his mouth a few times, "I-I don't think I'm getting it, Will. Why is that so awful?"

"It's not for you," Will sighed before turning away, "Everyone in this stupid town already thinks I'm horrible and you're a saint. Now they're all going to think I've been sleeping with you this whole time."

"But we know that's not true," Paul was really beginning to wonder about how the town of Salem worked.

"No," Will shrugged. "But everyone is going to think it is. I already have to deal with enough people giving me crap about what happened. I don't need anymore."

"Well then I'll tell them all the truth," Paul reached out and put his hand on Will's forearm. "It's going to be fine," Paul promised Will. "I keep telling you we don't have to keep this a secret."

"It's not a secret now," Will looked around and saw all the townsfolk blatantly staring at them.

"I still don't understand why it needed to be in the first place," Paul smiled slightly remembering all the little moments that brought them here.

Several weeks before

"Come on," Will urged Chad to move towards the cab.

"Don't ever fall in love, Will," Chad drunkenly told Will. "It's awful."

"Believe it or not," Will rolled his eyes. "I think I know that better than you do."

"Uh, do you guys need some help?" Paul asked as he walked around a corner and saw Will trying to get Chad into a cab.

Will, refusing to look at Paul, said, "No. Go be a good Samaritan somewhere else. I'm sure there's an old lady that needs help crossing the street."

Paul bit the side of his cheek so he wouldn't react to Will's statement. Ignoring Will, Paul put Chad's other arm around his shoulder and helped him to the cab idling at the street corner.

Will carefully got Chad inside before telling the driver where to go.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Will asked Chad one last time.

"No," Chad rested his head on the back of his seat. "I'll go wallow in misery alone, forever."

"Uh huh," Will rolled his eyes. "You're hot and rich. I think you'll be OK."

Will tapped the top of the cab and watched as it drove off.

"He's still pretty beat up about Abigail and Ben, huh?" Paul commented lightly.

Will turned to look at Paul briefly before walking away without a word.

Paul rolled his eyes and followed after Will, "One of these days you're going to have to learn how to play nice with me."

"No I won't," Will replied. He glanced at his watch and winced when he saw the time. He pulled out his phone and smiled when he saw his dad had sent him a picture of Ari fast asleep on his couch.

Paul, practically bumping into Will when he suddenly paused, couldn't help himself from looking at the picture on Will's phone.

"Wow," Paul chuckled, "She really is adorable."

Will said, "Yeah she is." Seeming to remember who he was talking to Will went back to his message and thanked his father for offering to watch Ari overnight before walking away.

"Going home now?" Paul hummed smiling slightly when he saw how annoyed Will seemed to be getting with him.

Disregarding Paul, Will contemplated making a detour through the park before he thought better of it. 'Too creepy,' he thought.

Seeing Paul still following him Will groaned, "Go away." 'And take your stupid, handsome face with you.'

"I'm just walking," Paul teased. "It's a small town. We're bound to run into each other."

"It's not that small," Will argued before shaking his head, determined to ignore Paul.

"I can do this all night," Paul chuckled. He enjoyed watching the way Will's ears and neck reddened with frustration the more they talked.

"I thought you were done with me," Will shot over his shoulder. "That you were so fed up with my interfering and lying. Yet here you are not leaving me alone."

"You are incredibly aggravating," Paul remarked, trying not to smile at the affronted look on Will's face. "But I don't know, Will. I think this might be payback for all the times you wouldn't leave me alone even when I asked."

Will rounded on Paul and poked him in the chest, "I'm the one that's incredibly aggravating?"

"Yep," Paul rocked backward and forwards on his heels as he smiled charmingly at Will.

"You seriously drive me insane," Will shook his head. "With your stupid face and you're stupid eyes and your stupid likeability. Just leave me alone!"

Paul lifted his eyebrows at Will and smirked slightly as he moved closer to Will, "My stupid face, huh? Now, why do you have a problem with my face and my eyes?"

Will held his breath and looked away from Paul, "I'm not answering that."

When Will made an attempt to move Paul reached his hand out and grabbed his arm, "I think we both know the answer, Will."

"No, I don't," Will insisted as he weakly tried to move away from Paul.

"There's a reason you took so long interviewing me, you know," Paul whispered as he stared at Will's face. "Why you kept coming back over and over again."

"Maybe I just wanted the story," Will whispered looking everywhere but Paul's eyes.

"Mmm," Paul narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't think so. You know exactly why it happened, why it was so easy for me to kiss you and touch you."

"It wasn't easy," Will argued with a small shake of his head.

"All I really had to do was stand this close to you," Paul took another step towards Will so their chests were practically brushing against one another. "Look you in the eyes and do this," Paul let go of Will's arm and grabbed the back of his neck before kissing him.

Will gasped slightly before their lips connected. For a brief moment Will didn't react, was too stunned to react. Will lifted his hands to Paul's chest with the intention of shoving him away. However, when he felt Paul's tongue teasing against his bottom lip Will bunched the fabric of Paul's shirt in his hands and started kissing him back.

Paul didn't know what compelled him to kiss Will. There was just something about Will Horton that drove him crazy. He simultaneously wanted to kiss him and shake him or scream at him and pull him close. He had never met anyone that caused him to react so wildly, violently or passionately before. He had always thought he wanted something safe and simple yet Will kept getting towed into his orbit.

Paul pulled Will's bottom lip between his teeth before letting go. Catching his breath Paul opened his eyes and swallowed heavily when he saw how Will's eyes were clenched shut. Before Will could open them again Paul pulled him into another kiss.

Will moaned against Paul's mouth before pushing him away slightly, "Not, not here."

Will knew it was late out but he didn't want to risk someone seeing them that shouldn't.

"OK," Paul whispered as he finally took in his surroundings. He grabbed Will's hand and pulled him down the street, "It's only a few blocks to my hotel."

Will obediently followed after Paul forcing himself to keep his mind blank and not think of all the reasons he shouldn't be doing this.

Will winced slightly as he rolled off of Paul. He was sore and stretched in places he hadn't been in months.

Paul panted a bit as he carefully took his condom off and tossed it in the trash. With a wide grin Paul threw himself back against his pillows and smugly told Will, "There's no story for you to blame this time."

"Oh shut up," Will grumbled as he pulled the sheet across his body. 'God why did this happen? Again?'

"Just face it," Paul laughed as he moved onto his side to face Will, "You can hide behind whatever excuse you want but you and I both know you didn't sleep with me for a story."

"You are so full of yourself," Will rolled his eyes. "Is it really that impossible to think someone might have wanted something out of you instead of just you?"

"No," Paul admitted, "I just know that someone wasn't you."

"Mmm hmm," Will refused to admit to anything. Running his hands through his slightly sweaty hair Will kicked the sheets off of him and went to stand up.

Paul leered as Will started finding his clothes. He took in every dip and curve and surface of Will that he could.

"Not going to stay?" Paul questioned a bit sarcastically.

"No," Will laughed a bit as he zipped up his jeans and found his shirt.

"Pity," Paul remarked as he stood up, forgoing his own clothes, "I was hoping for a repeat in the morning."

"I have things to do," Will argued weakly.

"No you don't," Paul stilled Will's hands and began to unbutton his shirt all over again. "Ari is with your father and tomorrow is Saturday. I know you don't work on the weekends."

"I might have plans," Will whispered when Paul pushed his shirt over his shoulders.

"I don't think so," Paul leaned forward and started mouthing along Will's jaw as his hands confidently unzipped Will's pants and unfastened the button on his jeans. Dragging his hands to Will's lower back Paul pulled Will's pants and underwear off letting his hands hold onto Will's ass firmly.

Licking behind Will's ear and grinning Paul said, "Now come back to bed and I'll make it worth your while."

Will stepped out of his jeans and kicked them off his legs quickly. As soon as he was naked Paul pushed him on the bed and Will bounced a bit ungracefully, limbs awkwardly flailing.

Paul looked Will up and down several times before smiling and dropping to his knees. "I don't think you're going anywhere," he said as his fingernails drifted up Will's thighs.

Will closed his eyes and relaxed into the mattress as he whimpered and moaned at Paul's hands and mouth.

"Oh god," Will whispered when he woke up and saw Paul sleeping next to him. 'What is wrong with me?'

Will tiptoed out of Paul's bed and grabbed his clothes. Looking back over at Paul lying peacefully on his back Will glared slightly. 'Stupid handsome, irresistible Paul and stupid me for giving into him.'

'Real smart, Horton,' Will grumbled as he finished getting dressed. 'Sleeping with the guy that got you into this mess in the first place. Stupid, stupid, stupid.'

Will closed the door behind him and hung his head, 'At least I don't have a ring to sneak back on now.'

That was the first time Will and Paul couldn't stay away from each other after Sonny left.

Author's note:

Should I be writing one shots/prompts for Caught in Between? Yes, I should. Have I been? No. I try but every time I attempt I write something else instead. Oh well.

Let me know what you think. I'll be adding more to this whenever the mood strikes.

Thanks for reading!