Three days later, Will calls Sonny. He answers, his heart racing "Yeah, Will ? Sonny, here, you want to talk to me ?" At first, there's no sound and he thinks, maybe Will misdialled. He resigns himself, waiting for the click. Instead, Will says "Hello, Sonny, am I interrupting ?" "Never." Another pause. Sonny is a breath away from howling. "Are you busy, right now ?" "I'm at Common Ground. I'm off in two hours, why ?" He's made aware of his crossing his fingers when it begins to hurt. "Oh, never mind then." No, no, no ! "You wanted to see me ? I can trade shift if it's important." "It is, but it can wait for another day. Bye!" This time, there's the click. Sonny screams in frustration in the phone and looks up to see every customer's eyes fixed on him. He constrains himself to wearing a big smile and walks to the storing room. He slumps on one of the coffee boxes waiting to be emptied and begins to cry.
A few minutes later, Chad drop in. "Hey, man, just passing by. Wanted to ask you if..." He stops, bewildered. Sonny doesn't blame him. He's not usually the type to let go like that. He's reached his breaking point. In fact, he doesn't feel embarrassed at all. Chad kneels down and asks "Is it about Will ?" This shocks Sonny out of his lethargic state. He hasn't told anyone he's attracted to Will. And Chad isn't the gushy kind. Yet, he smiles and says " Did you think you were discreet about it ? I could see it from a mile away. And these last few days, you seemed strung out..." Sonny lowers his head "I'm such a dumbass." "Tell me something I don't know" answers Chad, eliciting a feeble smile from Sonny. He mulls over then offers "I can take over your shift." Sonny's relief is immediate. "Thanks, I owe you. I'll go home and rest."
Sonny collapses on his bed. The tears are back, this time mixed with sobs. He wonders if he shouldn't break all contacts with Will and move on. He's sure, after a while, it would hurt less. Like after a few years. He dozes, head filled with awful nightmares that keep waking him up. He finally gets up and walk to the bathroom to splash his face. He can see in the mirror his eyelids have deflated and he considers going back to work, if only to take his mind off this. He calls Chad "Hey, Chad, thanks again. I'm a little better. I can come back if you want." "It's not a good idea, no." "What do you mean ?" asks an anxious Sonny. He can't deal with a new problem right now. "Well, see, Will came in, earlier, he was looking for you." Sonny closes his eyes, so drained, the disappointment barely hurts anymore. "And he badly wanted to talk with you, I could tell. I told him you were home..." Knock Knock. Sonny, stunned, goes to the door. He stands, cell against his ear, opposite an indecipherable Will. "Thanks for telling me, Chad. Got to go."
Will seems to have cried too. His eyes are so blotched with red you can hardly see the blue. His nose is swollen and, this time, his beauty is actually tamed down. Sonny's arm falls along his chest. "Will, I..." And Will is in his arms.
As usual, Sonny's brain shuts down at the contact. He almost crushes Will and feels himself alive again. He murmurs a simple "Thank you..." After long minutes, Will releases his grip and go sit on one of the kitchen' s chair. Sonny frantically searches an opening line but is still stupefied. Will looks down at the table and Sonny hopes he's cleaned it enough. "You want something to drink ?"
Will is still silent. The appeasement Sonny felt is slowly diffusing in his chest and he's fearful something else have happened. "Will, I didn't mean to hurt you, nor judge your mum, I swear. I have no idea what came over me. I get that you don't want to talk to me anymore..." "I do..." Sonny shuts up. Will continues " The thing is, you see, deep down, I agree with what you said. That's the problem. She's my mom... I should still respect her and now I'm so pissed at her." "I don't know, Will. Feelings are complicated." says Sonny. He should know. "She and Rafe might have plenty other problems before..." Will nods "Maybe. I'm on such an emotional roller-coaster with her. Sometimes, she's so great and supportive and others, she's a self-centered pest. She had me very young, you know ? Much younger than I am now. And I wouldn't feel ready for a child at this moment." "You'd have experience, though. With all these baby-sittings..." Will smirks and Sonny's world fills with light. Will looks up and says " I wouldn't mind a soda, if you have one ?"