"You…uh, you're in my bedroom," said Sonny, his voice going a bit hoarse.

"It's not what it looks like," said Will quietly. He was standing there, dumb and caught off-guard.

"What does it look like?"

Will glanced nervously around the room. The card game had cleared out, and though the card table, chairs, empty cups, spilled snacks remained, the people were gone. Now Will was caught just standing in Sonny's room, alone-a little stalker style, right?

"I'm not sure," he said nervously.

"Were you looking to get lu—were you chasing your money? Hoping to get your $10 back?"

Looking. Chasing. Hoping.

"You," was the one word Will managed to breathe out. "I was…trying to find you? I had been…" Talk about gambling. Will felt like he was wagering everything he had. Putting it all in. Please, don't let me lose this. "Thinking..." His chest tightened.

"I was thinking about you, too. I was upstairs…and I realized…Well, hey, I heard my favorite Asteroid Crush song. What are the chances?" He smiled warmly.

Will squirmed. Pretty good, thought, Will. Seeing as he commandeered the stereo player, with briefly hooking up his iPhone to play that song. 'He had heard it,' thought Will and he felt like he might jump out of his skin.

It was after he came back from checking the laundry room for Sonny. There had been people down there, two figures, in the shadows, pressed up by the appliances, and it was too dark for Will to see who from the stairs. Will was slightly embarrassed to admit that he moved quietly towards them, wanting to get close enough to make sure that the couple—okay, when he could see it was a guy and it a girl, he could breathe. It hadn't been Sonny with someone else.

He mentally laughed at himself, and quietly slunk back up the stairs. Sonny wasn't in the sparse kitchen crowd. (Will noted that this keg must be empty, too, now as there was much more room.) Sonny was still not in the living room, and he very purposefully ignored whatever seemed to be going on with Gabi, Dan and Sierra over there. He was a man on a mission.

Maybe he had gone outside, despite his warning to stay away from the piñata? Thankfully, the karaoke had been short-lived and had ended. ' 'Gosh, I hate karaoke,' he murmured to himself. And with that thought he had hijacked the music.

An S.O.S. to Sonny, in a small way, he supposed.

While it played, though, he stepped out onto the porch and scanned outside. It was entirely possible Sonny was out there, as there were quite a lot of people hanging around, he thought. From the looks of it, the piñata was still intact and folks were still milling about under it, just about ready to crack it open. He nearly stepped off the porch and into the chaos to find him, reluctantly.

'Oh!' Will thought with a moment of inspiration, 'of course!' He hadn't checked Sonny's bedroom, yet. He grabbed his iPhone on the way back in and went to that back bedroom.

That's when Sonny had walked in and found him. He might have just been standing there alone in it a couple seconds, looking over Sonny's bedroom. Examining the room for evidence of who Sonny was; running his hand along the foot of the bed and wondering what he was exactly afraid of when it came to kissing this gorgeous guy. He was there a minute or two. Five, tops. Either way.

He stood, fidgeting now, shifting from foot to foot.

"So, about earlier—"said Will, gathering courage.

What he wanted to say rushed to mind but stalled in his throat. 'Could you try again? Please? I don't think I'll say no this time, I don't think I'll pull away.' Will licked his lips, almost tasting the kiss already. 'I think I'll like it. '

"I don't need to kiss you," Sonny blurted out. "I mean, wait, let me explain. I'm not going to try to kiss you."

"You're not," said Will flatly.

"No. But I thought we could-I don't know? Talk some more. I liked talking to you. I liked just being with you. And I want to keep talking to you the rest of the night. Does that sound weird? Am I freaking you out, because you are looking at me really funny."

Will shook his head.

"See," he continued, "It's just, I don't know. Do you think there was something here? Because I think there might be something. I believe it. And if you believe there's something, too, well, then I thought maybe we could just hang out some more. I mean, I think I might like you and yeah. Just talking. Getting to know each other more. "

Will nodded, his mind going blank.

"I'm really starting to lose it here. So, could you maybe say something?"

"S-something," said Will.

Sonny started to shake his head at what he must have thought was an obvious joked, but then Will spoke, more, his voice sounding ragged, "I believe…there's…something."

Sonny was looking at him with such a look of hopefulness, such a look of fondness, that Will's eyes practically burned, and he took a step, closing the distance between them. He leaned in close, brushing his lips against Sonny's in a soft, chaste kiss.

Oh, thought Will. That was perfect.

Sonny shuffled just a couple inches back and smiled tentatively at him. "You don't have to," said Sonny.

But then Will's hands cupped his face. He felt his breath hitch and his heart throbbed hard, as he reached in for another kiss. The kiss became a delicious cocktail of gentleness and precise desire.

As Will lowered his hands and reached around Sonny's back, pulling him in tight, closer, Sonny deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding into Will's mouth and he took control in one sure stroke. An embarrassing whimper escaped from Will as the intensity of the kiss increased. He bit back more groans while then keeping pace with Sonny, thoughts racing about how incredibly well matched they felt.

Made to fit together, thought Will.

The moment was shattered in an instant. "Sonny! There you are!" A girl bust into the room, obliterating everything good, thought Will.