I can't write smut, I'm not good at it (which is a shame, honestly) so please, don't ask for it. I can practice, though.
"My uncle is such a hypocrite!" Sonny exclaimed as he opened his fourth can of beer. "I hate it. He is always criticizing us for the people we choose to love and he has been with worse women!"
"I know!" Will exclaimed, a little too high. "That old bastard. All I did was come back from the dead and he's already seeing me as town's biggest screw-up!"
"Which you aren't" he said, after coughing. "He thinks he's so perfect and sooo above everyone else".
"He sooo does! I mean, he's certainly no saint. Nobody is!"
"I could think about a few names" Sonny said, looking at him.
Will stared at him for a moment before finishing his beer (the third) and shaking his head. "No. No, no, no, stop it".
"Stop what?"
"Stop flirting with me!"
"What? I'm not flirting with you!" Sonny denied, drinking more scotch. "I mean, I am, but I'm not!"
Will frowned. "Does that make sense or am I too drunk to care?"
"I was just thinking about a few other people who were actually too good for this town!" Sonny said. "Like your great-grandparents Tom and Alice Horton, or, or your great-grandfather Shawn Brady, or you, or..."
"Me?"
"I don't know, I'm only flirting with you".
"Oh, ok".
"I just don't know why my uncle Victor has to be so unfair!"
Will made a face. "He's old. Old and nasty and old".
"Yeah, he's old" Sonny said bitterly, clanging his glass with Will's.
"Here, here!" Will said.
They drank a bit more, and Sonny got up. He staggered and almost fell.
"Whoa, ok, I'm ok".
"You don't seem ok" said Will, also trying to get up and grabbing Sonny's arm, in order to help him. Only they lost their balances and fell to the floor.
Sonny started to laugh, and Will followed. Their laughs slowed down, as their faces started getting closer...
"I should go" said Sonny, finally managing to get up, as Will did the same.
"What, you're gonna leave me with all this mess?" Will said, pointing to the empty cans of beer and the two empty bottles of scotch. "Chad's gonna kill me if he finds out about this!"
"Oh, screw Chad!"
"Hey" said Will. "Help, now".
Sonny let out an overdramatic sigh before helping Will throw away everything they had used. "You're lucky you're cute".
"You used to say I was hot" Will muttered, smiling and blushing.
Once the living room was left as if nothing had happened there, Sonny rubbed his hands. "Ok, I think I'll leave".
He turned to go, but collided with the couch, falling on it. He chuckled. "Ok, who put this thing here?"
Will got him up. "You're spending the night".
They went upstairs quite quickly.
Sonny, as he walked into Will's bedroom, hesitated. "I don't think I should be here".
"Oh, come on, don't be silly" said Will, staggering towards him after closing the door. "I'm just letting my... Drunk friend stay over".
Before Sonny could answer, Will grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a deep kiss.
Sonny put his hands on Will's cheeks, enjoying the moment for a while, until his eyes widened in shock and pulled away.
"Whoa, did we just kissed? We just kissed, right? We kissed!" he stammered. "We're not supposed to do that".
"I know" Will said with a nervous shrug. "I just thought it'd be fun".
"We were supposed to take this slow".
"Do I look like I care?"
Sonny narrowed his eyes. "Just how drunk are you?"
"Drunk enough to know I wanna do this" he replied. "Not so drunk that you should feel guilty for taking advantage".
"That's the perfect amount!" Sonny exclaimed, and kissed him again.
Will took off Sonny's shirt and Sonny took off his, and they fell to the bed while kissing passionately.
Will and Sonny sat together in the bed, awkwardly. Sonny looked like he was trying to process (or remember) the previous night, and Will played with his fingers nervously, not knowing what to say. Not to mention both had a killer hangover.
"Well" Will finally said after a few minutes of silence. "I haven't done that with you in a while".
Sonny nodded. "A long while".
"Is it safe to say there's a big chance we might have ruined our relationship for good?"
"Maybe" Sonny replied. He turned to face Will. "But that depends on how we feel about it. I know I liked it".
"Why wouldn't you?" Will said with weak irony. "I liked it too. Why wouldn't I?"
"But?"
Will sighed. "I don't know. Did we make a mistake last night?"
Sonny touched Will's chin, making him look at him. "Do you feel alright?"
"I do".
"Then I don't think last night was a mistake".
"You haven't been struggling with all this situation like I have".
"Why are you so conflicted?"
Will turned to him.
"I just want to help you" said Sonny.
"Everything's been so complicated ever since I came back" he said. "Chad's been in the hospital twice, I've been mentally controlled..."
"You had nothing to do with all those things".
"But..."
"No but" said Sonny. "Look, you're still coping with what happened to you. I shouldn't have come or taken advantage of your vulnerability, even if you said it was ok".
"No" said Will, giving him a tired smile. "I wanted that to happen".
They looked at each other for a few seconds, until a voice was heard from downstairs.
"Will? Are you coming?"
"That's Chad" said Will, looking for his underwear, and raised his voice. "Sorry, I fell asleep again! I'm coming!"
"Interesting, you said that last night" Sonny mused.
Will turned to him, amused and shocked at the same time. "I cannot believe you just made that joke".
"What? I can be funny too".
"Shut up and get dressed" said Will, looking for clothes that would make everyone downstairs believe he slept wearing them. "I'll be up again soon, I gotta get you out of here".
"Don't I get breakfast too?" Sonny teased.
"Chad sees you, he kills you" Will replied, putting on an old T-shirt (almost all his clothes had belonged to Chad, just a few had been saved after his alleged death, and the rest of them had been sold or donated). "And if he doesn't Stefano will. You're a Kiriakis in DiMera territory after all".
"How come no one heard us?" he wondered. "We were drunk, I'm pretty sure we were must have been very noisy".
"Beats me" he replied. "Though knowing Abigai, she probably made him stay out with her until late".
"So you're home alone in nights?"
"Not always, but I do have my own privacy whenever I want so I can't complain".
"You could always move in with me".
"With that old snake? No thanks. And I wouldn't do that to Chad, not after everything he's done for me".
"Honorary DiMera now?"
Will scoffed. "Please, I've been a honorary DiMera ever since my mom started dating EJ and my grandma Kate married Stefano. And that was way before Chad came into the picture".
Sonny shrugged. "It was worth trying".
"Just be ready" said Will. "I'll try to come up with a plan to get you out of here before anyone notices".
When Will got out of the room, Sonny sighed, and started looking for his clothes.
"I know, I'm just worried" said Adrienne, as she and Justin entered the main room.
Victor and Maggie were already there, sitting on the table, having already started breakfast.
"What is it, Adrienne?" Maggie asked.
"Sonny didn't come home last night" Justin explained.
"So? He could have spent the night in a friend's house" said Victor.
"He would have called!" Adrienne insisted, as they sat on the table too.
"Maybe he just went out, had fun and is resting" Justin suggested.
"Or maybe he just wanted to be alone" Victor muttered, remembering his argument with Sonny the previous night.
"What was that?" asked Maggie.
"Nothing" he replied.
"It's still early" Justin said, checking his watch. "He'll call soon, I know it".
"He better call" said Adrienne. "Or I'm calling the police".
"Have some faith, Adrienne, he's a grown man".
"I'm his mother, I have a right to worry" she insisted. "I'm calling the police and that's it".
"Doing something nice for my brother?" said Malcolm as he entered the room, followed by two men in suits and with a paper in his hand. "That's unheard of".
"What the hell are you doing here?" Victor asked with hostility. "How did you get in?"
"Victor" Maggie scolded, not liking his tone.
"It's ok" Malcolm said. "This time I just had to show the badge. Anyway, Adrienne, I appreciate the gesture, but I've already taken care of everything".
"Gesture?" she asked. "What are you talking about?"
"Calling the cops" he answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, and pointed at Victor. "To nail this guy. I'm assuming you are all aware of what he did, right?"
"Oh, God" said Justin, hiding his face in dismay. "What has Victor done now?"
"You, you don't know?" he asked.
"I'm calling the cops because Sonny's missing" said Adrienne.
"Oh, right, he mentioned something about wanting space..." he said.
"So you know where he is?"
"I have no idea" he replied. "But that's not why I'm here".
He gave the paper to Victor. "Merry Christmas or happy birthday, whatever's closer".
Victor read it. He scoffed. "A restraining order".
"That's right" Malcolm said proudly.
"Are you kidding me?"
"What? It's simple, easier to handle, and I needed something quick. It's perfect!"
"Why has my uncle gotten a restraining order and who is he supposed to stay away from?" Justin asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Well" said Malcolm, leaning on the back of the couch and facing the Kiriakises. "Victor has been ordered to stay away from Will. There's an exception for Christmas because he and Aunt Maggie come together to the Horton House and Will goes too, and I don't want to complicate things".
"But why the restraining order?" asked Maggie.
Malcolm shrugged. "Because he's too old for prison, that's why".
Justin groaned. "Just tell us. I need to hear it. This has to be good".
"Victor is responsible for activating the chip that made Will go crazy the other day. He's also partially responsible for Chad DiMera's heart attack".
"None of those things were done..." Victor started.
"That's not important anymore" Malcolm interrupted.
"Do you have any proof?" Maggie asked.
"Just a recording of him admiting he did press the button of the remote control that activated the chip" he replied. "But he also claimed he didn't know what it was for... It's a bit complicated, the thing is, I turned it over to the CIA and with some help got that restraining order".
"Let me see that" said Justin, taking the paper from Victor.
"Anyway, you've been served" said Malcolm, standing up.
"And your friends?" Adrienne asked, signaling to the men Malcolm had come with.
Malcolm looked at them and chuckled. "Oh, yeah. I wasn't sure if Victor was alone, because the last time we were he tried to have me killed". He shrugged. "Better safe than sorry. Ok, bye".
He got out of the room and the Mansion.
Victor turned to Maggie, who was glaring at him. he sighed. "I can explain".
"Well, I better believe it" she said, and got up from the table, going upstairs, as Justin read the document.
"Morning" Will greeted as he joined the table. Both Stefano and Andre were reading the newspaper, while Chad had his coffee and Abigail fed a reluctant Thomas.
"Good morning, William" said Stefano. "That cup's for you".
"Thanks".
"Someone's a little grumpy today" Abby said as her son rejected the spoon she was trying to give him.
"Maybe he couldn't sleep too well" Andre suggested. "I heard a neighbor say some very loud screams were heard last night. I'm assuming the couple from the other house had another fight".
Will hid his face behind his cup as he drank, so they wouldn't see him blush.
"That marriage won't last for too long" Abby commented. "They do fight a lot. I heard they even get physical".
"They do" said Chad. "I saw them in their backyard. The wife can certainly kick some ass".
Stefano cleared his throat, not liking that kind of expressions on the table.
"Sorry".
"Will" said Abby, when he put his cup back on the table. "You're beaming".
Will turned to her, lost. "What?"
"Oh yeah" said Chad. "You look like a bride about to get married".
Will let out a nervous chuckle. "No, I don't".
"Yes, you do" said Abby, amused. "Something's made you really happy and I wanna know what it is".
"I'm not beaming" Will insisted.
"Come on" Chad said. "I wanna know what has made my friend look like that".
"Oh God, think fast, think fast!" Will thought, panicking inside.
"Um, I'm just happy" he covered. "You know, I've been kept from home for so long, and all the drama of my return's aftermath is over. And I think I never actually thanked you guys for letting me stay here, so thanks".
"Ah, there's no need" said Stefano. "We are very happy as well that you agreed to stay with us. And you're more than welcome to live here for as long as you wish".
"Ditto" said Chad. "But don't take advantage, eh?"
"I won't" Will laughed as his friend did too.
Malcolm walked through the square, and sat on one of the tables. He waited for a few minutes until he spotted Sami and EJ, who saw him as well.
"Morning" he greeted.
"Malcolm" said EJ.
"Hey" Sami greeted. "What's up?"
"I've been waiting for you" he said. "I know this day of the week you guys take a walk around here and the park, so I just figured 'why not?'".
"You know our personal schedule?" Sami asked, incredulous.
"And your work schedule" he replied, proudly. "I know yours, Jackson's, Gabi's, Abigail's Chad's, and, well, I don't know Will's but that's because he's currently unemployed. Oh, I also know the schedule of your kids and Ari's, you know, in case of emergency".
"You know my kids' schedule?"
"They're my half-siblings, aren't they? I figured I should know".
EJ nodded. "He's got a point".
"Anyway" she said. "Why were you waiting for us?"
"Just wanted to show this" Malcolm replied, giving her another paper. "I'm gonna need it back, though. I'm gonna show it to Lucas and then I'll give it to Will".
Sami took the paper and read it with EJ. After a minute or two, because she had to read it once or twice again.
"You got a restraining order against Victor for Will" said Sami.
"I did".
"That's it?"
"Hey, what do you want me to say? The guy's old, he can't go to prison. And there wasn't enough evidence except for a small recording of him saying what had happened. You heard him, since he didn't know what the remote control did, he couldn't receive a big sentence. So, using his hatred towards Will and his attempts of killing me as excuses, I got this".
"Why not getting one for you too?"
Malcolm chuckled. "Because I may like to push his buttons from time to time".
"Does Victor know?" EJ asked.
"He does. I gave him a copy this morning" he replied, smirking. "Old man's been served not only that, but a good reprimand by his wife".
Maggie entered her room, followed by Victor.
"Maggie, you have to believe me" he insisted.
"I've been so tolerant of everything you've done" she said. "But this is outrageous!"
"This was not me, I never worked with Deimos to control Will's mind!"
"Really, Victor? This isn't the first time you've tried to hurt other people. And not just that, they are my family, people that I care a lot about!"
"Look, I'm sorry" said Victor. "I promise, I had nothing to do with Deimos's plan".
"And the remote control?" said Maggie. "What about it? I want you to explain to me why Malcolm came into our house and gave you a restraining order. I want you to explain to me what that chip was, and how you activated it".
Victor sighed. "I found a remote control on Deimos's drawer, after his death, that day when we were getting rid of his things. It was small, square-shaped, and had an antenna and a red button on it. I didn't know what it did, so I pressed it. When nothing happened, I threw it to the floor, and smashed it with my foot. I didn't know of what went on in the DiMera Mansion until I heard of it in the news the next day".
"Why should I believe you weren't working with Deimos from day 1?"
"Because I also believed Will was dead" he replied. "I delivered the news to Sonny, remember? I know how much Will meant to Sonny, despite the switch, I would never do that to him".
"And also" he continued, taking Maggie's hands. "Deimos also hurt you. There was no way I'd let him do that. Not to you".
Maggie accepted his hug, but wasn't letting the situation go easily.
"This made Will have surgery in his head, not to mention he injured himself. And Chad, my God, he had a heart attack. He's way too young for that".
"Since when is Chad DiMera family of yours?" Victor asked, frowning.
"Chad became a Horton the day he married Abigail" she replied firmly. "He's family too, and you can't attack him either".
"What?"
"That's right. This is ending right now" she said. "You are going to make peace with the DiMeras".
Victor stared at Maggie like she had grown an extra head. "Maggie, I love you, but are you out of your mind?"
"What? You always complain how this 'war' is costing your company millions of dollars".
"Because DiMera Enterprises always sabotages our moves!" Victor said.
"Fine, then you won't have a problem" she replied. "Tomorrow you're making peace with Stefano".
"We're no longer CEO's of our companies!"
Maggie shrugged. "But you are still the owners".
She sighed. "Sonny and Chad are young and stubborn. They need their mentors to set an example. You both are the ones who started the feud anyway. This has gone way too far, Victor".
Victor sighed too. "Alright. Tomorrow I'll end the war with Stefano".
Maggie nodded. "Thank you".
She went to the door.
"Does this mean I'm forgiven?" Victor asked.
Maggie, now at the door, turned to him. "It's a start".
When Will made it back to his bedroom, Sonny was already changed and ready to go.
"Oh my God, what took you so long?" Sonny hissed in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, we just talked and I didn't want them to be suspicious..." he replied, also in a low voice, but frowned. "Did you shower?"
"I did".
"How long was I downstairs?"
"Too long".
Will pouted. "Sorry".
Sonny tilted his head. "It's ok. So, what do we do?"
"I've been thinking of any way of getting you out without anyone noticing".
"And?"
"I came up with nothing".
"Will!"
"Hey, I just had surgery in my head, when I think it literally hurts!" Will protested.
Sonny sighed, and nodded in understanding. "Ok, why don't you let me think of something?"
Will shook his head. "No, I got you into this, I should get you out".
"We're just in the second floor" Sonny said, as he looked through the window. "I could climb down the wall".
"And be killed by Stefano's men? No" he replied. "Come on, there's got to be a way..."
Just then, a few knocks were made on the door.
"Will?" said Chad's voice, outside the room. "Are you alright? I heard voices".
Will and Sonny shared a glance.
"It's ok, Chad" said Will. "I'm just watching one of those fun videos".
Sonny looked at him, confused. Will just shrugged.
"A fun video?" Chad asked. "Oh, I wanna watch too!"
Will gave Sonny a panicking look. "Uh, it's not a good time".
"Why not?"
Sonny just shook his hands, not knowing what Will could answer.
"Uh" Will hesitated. "Uh, well, the guy in this video is really cute..."
"Hot" Sonny whispered.
"Hot!" Will exclaimed. "He's really, really hot".
Will turned to Sonny, with a mix of confusion and indignation on his face, as there was a silence out of the room.
"Oh" Chad finally said. "Oh! Ok, um, but don't stain the sheets, ok? There are still two days left for laundry day".
When they heard him leave, Will rolled his eyes. "Great, now Chad thinks I'm desperate".
"I can't believe we didn't stain the sheets after all" said Sonny, checking the bed.
"Shut up and think of something".
Chad came downstairs, where Abigail was trying to entertain Thomas with some of his toys.
"Hey" she said. "What's with the face?".
"I'm trying not to imagine a certain friend of mine having some private time for himself" he deadpanned.
Abby frowned. "Uh, should I ask?"
"No, please" he replied, joining her, and taking the stuffed elephant she had been trying to give her son. Thomas accepted it immediately.
"You little twerp!" Abby said, indignant. "So I offer it to you and you reject me, your dad comes and you accept it?"
"I'm cooler" Chad joked.
"We'll see about that the next time he wants a treat" she said with fake resentment.
Chad chuckled. "He'll give you his cute little sad eyes and you will cave. You always do, you're weak to my baby boy's charms".
"Damn, I am weak to his charms" she said, and picked up her son. "Well, that's good, because your Daddy and I put a lot of effort into making your beautiful, beautiful little face".
Chad scoffed. "You wanna go there?"
"Shut up" she said. "You know what I mean".
The little boy laughed and, when Abby put him on the floor, took his stuffed elephant and showed it to his dad.
"Rawr!" he exclaimed.
"Rawr!" Chad replied as he took his son and lifted him in the air, making him and Abigail laugh.
In the meantime, Will silently looked at them from the foyer, and took advantage,that they were showing their backs to the door. He made Sonny go down as well, in silence, and quietly opened the door.
"Run, run!" he whispered, and Sonny quickly left the mansion.
Will silently closed the door, but the sound it made was a little too loud.
Chad, with Thomas in his arms, and Abby turned around.
"Will" he said. "Going somewhere?"
"No, no" he replied. "I just... Uh, I was coming downstairs and, uh, I thought I heard something. But don't worry, it was just a bird".
"A bird?" Abby asked.
"Yeah, a not too big one, red and yellow, very pretty".
"Oh, a western tanager!" Abby exclaimed. "I always wanted to see one, I've seen pictures and they are gorgeous!"
"Yeah, that's what it was" Will replied, coming to them. "So, what's up, giys?"
"I am going out, actually" she said.
Chad turned to her. "You are?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna go see my mom" she said. "And also, today's my turn to get the handbag, so I'm meeting Gabi too".
"You're really gonna share it?" Chad asked. "Wonder how that's gonna turn out".
"Handbag?" Will asked.
"She and Gabi bought this ridiculously expensive handbag" Chad explained. "Fun story, I'll tell you about it later".
"Well, I'm gonna go get ready" she said, going upstairs.
Will watched her go, and turned to Chad, who was glaring at him. Funny, Thomas was also looking at him.
Will gave him a nervous grin. "Has anyone told you Thomas and you have the same facial expressions?"
"Will" Chad said, giving in and chuckling. "What were you doing upstairs?"
"What?"
"Hey, I won't judge" he said. "Although this reminds of that time you thought you were alone in your mom's apartment..."
"You walked in without knocking!" Will defended.
"You're lucky I was alone" Chad laughed. "But hey, maybe you'd like to... Do that in the night".
Will raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but blush. "I will".
"Good" he replied. "Now, fun story".
"Dammit, Sonny" Will thought, embarrased, as he joined Chad on the couch.
"A restraining order" Lucas said, reading the paper Malcolm had given. "You know, despite its simplicity, this is a great accomplishment. Not too many people get Victor Kiriakis to receive a little bit of justice in their favor".
"I know" Malcolm replied, really proud of himself. "I already told Sami. I figured since you're both Will's parents you should know. I'm giving this to Will once I leave".
"It's very good" he said. "I'm pretty sure your brother's gonna be more relaxed with this. What's a shame is that I won't get to see his face behind bars".
Malcolm shrugged. "Age became an obstacle. Ah, who cares. I'll make sure there's no more harm done".
"I'm sure you will" said Lucas, shaking Malcolm's hand. "I'm really proud of you, son".
"Thanks" he said. "Well, I should leave. I must give this to Will right away".
He was about to walk out of his father's apartment, when his phone rang. He read the text.
"What is it?" Lucas asked. "A new assignment or something?"
"No, it's from Aunt Maggie" he replied. "Good Lord, this is huge".
"What?"
"Victor has asked Stefano for a meeting tomorrow. Chad and Sonny must be there too, and since I've been investigating and controlling them, I've been called as a mediator".
"What for?" Lucas asked.
Malcolm looked at him. "Victor's gonna make peace with the DiMeras".
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