Will has set place at the library and worked until 6:30. From then on, he looks at his watch or daydreams not wanting to leave too early and stands outside the theater for half an hour. Yet, he can't help but wish Sonny was with him already. He gives up and finds himself in front of the doors at 6:50. Sonny is coming the other way and for a split second, there's an air of total wonderment on his face. Will fights the urge to run into his arms and stands there, smiling from ear to ear. Their eyes connect and in Will's heart, there's a shift. He's sure Sonny is worth it. They might argue a lot and have problems, something is linking their souls. He holds his hand and brushes Sonny's arm tenderly. Sonny blinks and returns the gesture. They don't talk, just walk inside. They buy the tickets, then stop to buy movie-time treats and Will looks at the salted popcorn and the M&Ms then turns an interrogative eye at Sonny who smiles and orders both. They walk to the numbered room and once they've stepped in the darkness, Will feels Sonny's fingers wrapping around his hand. Oh God! He wants that all the time. He presses Sonny's hand and points to the middle row. They sit quietly and Will lays his arm on the armrest while Sonny covers it with his own. The ads begin playing, they still haven't talked to each other and it's fine, they really don't need to. When the movie starts, Will hears Sonny laugh now and then and it takes away his uncertainty about choosing that film. When the pace quietens and the characters on screen get closer to each other, Will shyly puts his head on Sonny's shoulder. He waits, his heart beating fast. Sonny disentangles his fingers from Will's and raises his arm to envelop Will's shoulder. Will sighs loudly. Sonny whispers "Thanks." "For what?" "For giving me chances. I don't like hurting your feelings. I didn't manage and do anything right today." Touched and happy, Will wonders : what did Sonny do today? And yesterday. He'll ask later. He focuses back on the plot, which has gotten complicated and watches with excitement the classic finale, with the last-minute chase and the grand kiss. He lifts his head at the exact moment Sonny is turning his and their lips meet, then their tongues. They stop kissing when the lights are turned on. So are they. Will fells like staying in date-mode though and for the first time tonight, he asks Sonny something "You want to find a coffee place?" Sonny nods and they walk through the town center discussing the film. Sonny takes the girl's side. "She had to put her job first. You're never sure if a relationship will last. You have to have a career." Will replies hotly "But if you don't make the effort to see things from the other's point of view or take the time to be with them, they'll feel lonely and they'll leave." They bicker some more until they find a small café. Just as Will is seated, Sonny takes a grave air and tells Will "We have to talk." An icy feeling spurts from Will's toes towards his brain, spreading through his every cell. He thinks 'No, no, no, no! That can't be happening. I want you, Sonny. I can't lose you now." Sonny goes on "I think I have to accept a few things and look at things from your point of view, as you said earlier. I have been a jerk." Will's heartbeat is off the road. He has no idea where Sonny is going and is still scared as hell. "Being with you is too much, too intense. I feel I'm losing myself and it frightens me. I also know you're new to all this and I've pushed you into…" Will breathes at least. Sonny adds "I feel I'm asking you too much, too soon and I wonder if I shouldn't retreat for your own sake?" Sonny is opening his big eyes in a pleading way. Does he want an out. Or should Will reassure him ? Even when he's being straightforward, it's still hard to know what to do. Will closes his eyes, trying and recaptures the feeling of osmosis they had at the theater. It felt right. Maybe he should stop wondering what Sonny is thinking, just tell him what he wants and let him decide. He taps on his coffee cup in rhythm, eyes fastened on the worn threads of the tablecloth "It was too much at first, it's true. And you are unpredictable. But I like you. I want to take things further in every respect."
Sonny's eyes are sparkling. He murmurs "I like you too. I hope I can treat you well. You deserve to be happy. Tell me what you want, I'll do it." Will sighs. Here comes the hard part. "I want you to let me in. For instance, I have no idea how you spend your days. I go to school and this afternoon, I was with Chad and T. Where were you? I would feel better if you shared with me."Sonny looks so surprised, Will refrains from laughing. "You do? I thought you wouldn't care. It wasn't very interesting." Frustrated, Will bites his lip "Maybe, but nevertheless, would you tell me?" "Oh" answers Sonny in a vague way. "I was with friends too that I knew from my last stay here." "Could I meet them?" Will almost yell at the way Sonny looks. OK, calm down, he's answered at least. "I'd be happy to have you meet T, though..." he pauses. T doesn't know he's gay. Well neither does Chad and he likes Sonny. "Well we can meet up with all those friends, maybe play pool or something?" Sonny grins "Why not?" He caresses Will's sleeves and bends his head to Will's ear to whisper "I remember I owe you a breakfast in bed. You're still in?" Will nods.
They stumble in Sonny's bedroom, so tightly locked Will can hardly breathe. Sonny taps on the wall a few times and finds the light switch. They sit on the bed, Will shuffling and eager to be out his tight jeans. That is until Sonny asks "Will, I wanted to know if... Would you trust me enough? I was thinking about... you letting me inside of you." Will freezes.
