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Sonny closes the door and it puts a cap on the events of the night before and the morning. He moves around the apartment; putting the empty coffee mugs in the sink, picking up his discarded shirt and boxers then taking the comforter off the floor and throwing it back onto the bed. Sonny Kiriakis what the hell is wrong with you?

He releases a loud breath then pulls the comforter back off the bed. He might as well change the sheets now before going into hibernation for the rest of the day. Sonny looks at the rumpled linen and is once again surprised by how the night turned out. Waking up to a total stranger standing naked beside his bed, looking as frightened as Sonny felt and having no memory of how they got there. It was not like him to be careless. Adventurous, yes, but not careless. Not all of him forgot what happened, his body hadn't; it was practically humming with the feel of being all over the guy.

When he reaches for a pillow a sharp object jams into the bottom of his foot. "Ahhh shit!" Pain shots through his foot and he looks down at the mess on the floor with his foot on top of it all. All the contents from his night stand, including the drawer were on the floor. He picks up his right foot and finds blood starting to drip from the wound. He wasn't even sure what he stepped on. Sonny this is not your day.

Sonny hops to the bathroom and wipes the blood away. As he straightens to grab a band-aid he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His hair had certainly seen better days and his eyes were puffy from too much alcohol and not enough sleep. Will looked the same way this morning, disheveled and puffy, but sexy as hell. That wide blue eyed innocence was almost impossible to resist. How the hell did he end up with their rowdy bunch last night? So much innocence should stay far away from their group – well certain members of their group. Then again maybe Will wasn't so innocent. Some people liked that whole act and just maybe Sonny had been its victim last night. Hopefully he would soon know more about his mysterious bedmate.

He smiles and remembers the feel of his hand against Will's cheek. Every inch of his skin registered the touch and when he pulled away he was tempted to lick his hand. Just a taste, to stimulate his other senses and help him know if this was for real. Sonny loved how red Will's cheeks got when he came closer and how his eyes mist with arousal when they scanned Sonny's chest.

A jolt of pain in his foot reminds him that he needs to get a band-aid and ointment. As he reaches for the supplies he stops and figured he might as well take a shower. If he was going to clean up the mess that was last night then he might as well start with himself. He turns on the shower and let the water run so it can get hot; that's what he needs now, a nice hot shower.

Sonny strips off the only piece of clothing he was wearing and steps into the warm spray. The warmth on his face and chest feels glorious; he tucks his lip under to protect it from the harsh spray. That bite is his connection to last night. It's the first memory after being at the bar, but it's what happened after that makes him groan. Sonny increases the force of the spray then turns around to have it beat against his back.

Sonny practically jumps out of the shower, curse words flying from his mouth with no restriction. He has to grab the shower curtain to steady himself. The pain in his back makes him forget the one in his foot. The sting and heat of the water had seared his skin. He couldn't even reach to turn the water off without his back crying out in protest.

Finally he jumps out of the shower and stands before the bathroom mirror. There is nothing unusual on his chest, arms or legs but then he turns around. There are red marks that look like finger nail scratches; on his back and even on his ass.

"William Horton, what the fuck have you done to me?"

Will takes his time getting back to the dorms. He sends a quick text to T letting him know he's ok. It was the least he could do after listening to ten voice messages from the guy desperately wanting to know if he was alright. The text was cowardly, true, but he was not in the mood to talk, at least not to T.

The hangover really hits as soon as he is out of Sonny's presence. Will threw up in a trash can near his dorm then again in the one on the main floor. It did make him feel better. Now he was hungry, but the thought of food made him want to throw up again.

As Will walks up the flights of stairs to his third floor dorm room he is hit with a sudden urge to pee. His bladder feels like it's about to burst and he makes a run for the restroom down the hall from his room. The relief is orgasmic and he can't suppress the moan that leaves his lips. Finally it is over and Will turns to find a dorm mate looking intently at him.

He quickly washes his hands and rinses his mouth. "Long night." Will says as he leave the restroom. His gait is more relaxed as he moves towards his room and it stops completely when he sees two familiar figures working up to the door.

"Man what are you so worried about? He said he was fine." Chad releases a frustrated breath.

"It was a text message, anyone could have sent that." The worried expression on T's face makes Will feel bad about avoiding him. T knocks on the door a couple of times, when he gets no answer he pushes it open. "Shit, he's still not here. I told you something was wrong." T walks into the room as if making sure Will wasn't hiding somewhere. "If he doesn't turn up in the next half an hour I'm calling the police, or even worse, I'm calling his mom."

"Psst, Chad." He turns in Will's direction and for a second his eyes go wide. Then surprise turns to amusement. Will putts his fingers over his lips and mouth instructions to Chad. Chad responds with his finger to his ears in a telephone sign.

Will slinks back into the restroom then pulls out his phone and calls Chad. Chad makes a dramatic gesture of talking to Will, making sure T hears him then the call is cut off. Will hadn't even said a word.

Five minute later Chad pokes his head into the restroom. "Coast is clear."

T is relieved Will was ok, Chad having told him that instead of coming back to the dorm Will and gone home to his mom's house without even realizing it.

They enter Will's room and close the door. "So where the hell where you?" Chad plops down on the bed. The question sends memories of Sonny rushing back and Will curses his fair skin for giving him way. There is a huge grin on Chad's face as he raises a questioning brow. "Are you going to tell me? Or am I going to have to pretend like I don't already know?"

Will plops down on his desk chair and runs a hand over his face. He needs a shower, ya a shower would be really good right now. But Chad isn't going anywhere and the truth is he wants to talk to someone. "T said when he called you didn't seem to know where you were?"

Will releases a heavy breath and moves his hand from his face. He can tell that Chad is enjoying this. "I thought I was here and then I realized I wasn't." Will takes Chad through his discovery of waking up in someone else's apartment. "It was so freaking scary. I had sex with someone. Ya I know right, me. And I could barely remember it."

"You don't think he drugged you or anything like that?" It wasn't funny anymore.

"No, I don't think so. He seemed just as shocked as I was." At least he appeared to be. Will isn't sure what to make of the guy. He was hot and all kinds of sexy and Will couldn't breathe around him, but his face hardly gave anything away. What if Will was being too trusting about all this?

"Ok. So you were just drunk. Reeeeally drunk." Chad laughs this time and Will can't help laughing with him.

Chad is the one person he knew wouldn't freak out on him or tell him how stupid he had been. "I don't know what got into me."

"Apparently this Sonny guy." Will grabs a book from his desk and threw it at a guy who has been his best friend for years. Chad dodges the missile and pretends to be hurt. "Hey it's not my fault you couldn't keep your pants on." They are laughing and it's exactly what Will needs. Chad falls back unto the bed then jumps up again. He taps Will on the knee. "So was it any good. I mean, it was your first time."

"Shut up." Will covers his face with his hands and can't believe he is having this conversation. Chad was ok with Will being gay but they'd never discussed….this.

"Do you even remember it?"

Will pulls the hands away and sits more comfortably in the chair. "I remember; I do. It took me a little while, but I remember all of him...it…I remember all of it." Will isn't sure the same could be said for Sonny. There is one detail that guy was certainly missing.

"Ahh, sooo, ahm, did it hurt?" Chad's looks unsure and Will groans with embarrassment.

"Ahhhm, ya, at first but…" Will straightens in the chair. "Can we not talk about that?"

Chad clears his throat. "Yep, fine by me we don't need to talk about that."They both look all over the room, not sure how to proceed with the conversation. "Sooo, was it a one night thing or are you going to see him again?"

He tells Chad about the date and the fact that he was really nervous about it. He doesn't tell Chad that it would break his heart to never see Sonny again. Or that he woke up in a strange bed, more scared than he had ever been in his life, had coffee with a complete stranger who had no clue who Will was, and yet he never wanted to leave. Leaving Sonny, opening that door to the world outside felt like the stupidest thing he ever did.

"Just, don't tell T ok." Will loves T like a brother but like a brother T could be hard on him sometimes.

"No, I won't tell anyone." Chad reaches out his hand and they do the bro handshake they made up in high school.