"OK," Will began talking to himself. He had a bit of time before everyone would show up to help him move. "If it's not Chad, who could it be?"
Will sat at his desk with a pen hanging from his mouth. He tapped his fingers on the desk as he thought.
'Who would be going after Chad or the DiMera family?' Will snorted and tossed his pen to the side. 'OK, DiMera family would be too long to even contemplate. Way too many enemies. I'm gonna have to cut it down to anyone that has beef with them this decade.'
'That'll be easy,' Will rolled his eyes. He started making a list.
Paul sat in a board room waiting for a meeting to start.
Kate waltzed into the room surrounded by assistants. She shot Paul a nasty glare.
"What did I do now?" Paul wondered with a shake of his head.
"You needed to be promoting your cologne yesterday," Kate hissed. "Not shouting about your relationship with my grandson."
"I'm not apologizing for that," Paul stated firmly. "And isn't that the type of publicity you want? How many people are going to buy a cologne from some washed up baseball player doing nothing with his life? Aren't people interested in the guy involved in scandals with his hot boyfriend?"
"Besides," Paul shrugged. "I wasn't going to lie. Will is my boyfriend. We don't have any problem with anyone knowing that anymore."
"As touching," Kate sneered, "As that is, how exactly are we going to go ahead with our next campaign shoot? Hmm? How are we supposed to put you with a male model when you're off spouting about your boyfriend?"
Paul grinned. "Oh, I know how we can make this work. And I know who you can put in the photos with me."
"No," Will shook his head.
Will was packing up the last minute things. His mom and his uncle Eric were going to get there soon to help them move to the new apartment.
"You didn't even let me finish," Paul argued. "We could just be shirtless, rolling around on a bed. Your face doesn't even need to be in the pictures."
"Paul," Will rolled his eyes. "No one wants to see my body in a magazine or on a billboard."
Paul laughed out loud. "Are you kidding me right now?" Paul chuckled again.
"Paul," Will tried not to smile.
"I can think of hundreds, thousands, hell, I'd even say millions," Paul wrapped his arms around Will's waist. "That would pay to see you half naked."
"Oh my go-," Will tried to back away.
"It's true," Paul insisted. "Take off your shirt and I'll prove it to you."
"Quit trying to get me out of my clothes," Will complained. He tried to squirm away from Paul who began unbuttoning his shirt. "You're ridiculous."
"Come on," Paul laughed. "If you do this for me and it doesn't work, I'll leave it alone. But if I'm right, you have to do the shoot."
Will bit his lip, contemplating.
Paul knew from the look on Will's face he was going to give in. He continued unbuttoning Will's shirt and pushed it off Will's shoulders.
"Now," Paul pulled out his phone. He opened his Instagram account. "Say cheese," Paul ordered.
"66,042 likes in a half hour," Paul bragged. "I think that means I win."
The two were shoving the very last items in the very last box.
"What did you even post?" Will reached for Paul's phone.
Paul held it out of Will's reach. "I put up your super hot shirtless picture," Paul teased. "And asked, 'Who wants to see more of my sexy boyfriend?' The people have spoken."
Will opened and closed his mouth a few times. No sound was coming out.
Paul grinned smugly. "Looks like I can call your grandma and let her know my plan is on," Paul bragged.
"Great," Will finally said. "Fantastic. Just what I wanted to happen."
"We can go ahead with the shoot," Paul told Kate over the phone. "Will said he'd do it."
Kate pursed her lips before smiling. "OK, I'll cancel the model. Oh and Paul?" Kate said before he could hang up. "I'm going to be a bit busy since Justin ditched me. So, I'm delegating everything to Jake. Talk to you soon."
"Damnit," Paul complained once Kate hung up. "That backfired on me."
"What did?" Will asked. "Do I not have to do it?"
"No, you're doing it," Paul ordered. "Unfortunately Jake's in charge now."
"Oh, good," Will nodded. "I won't feel that awkward with him there."
Paul stared at Will, arms crossed.
Will wanted to laugh and tease Paul but he couldn't. Too many times Will was the one driven insane with jealousy.
Instead, Will put his arms around Paul's neck and pressed in close. "You know you don't have anything to worry about with Jake, right?" Will asked. "I'm all yours."
"I still don't like him," Paul pouted.
"Paul," Will smiled. "The one and only date I went on with him?" Will smiled. "I ended up grinding against you in the bathroom while he waited at the table."
"I am with the person I want to be with," Will told Paul. "Unless," Will looked at his feet. "Unless you're worried about me staying faithful."
"I would understand if you were," Will said. "What with my history."
"I'm not," Paul expressed. "I think I know firsthand how different you are now. I know you won't do that to me."
"I won't," Will emphatically said. "I promise. I wouldn't. I-,"
Paul cut Will off with a kiss.
"I know," Paul smiled.
"Thank you," Will sighed, relieved.
Paul kissed Will again, holding onto Will's elbows.
Will tightened his grip on Paul's neck. He whimpered slightly when Paul suckled on his lower lip.
Sami, opening the door without knocking, scoffed when she saw her son and Paul.
"That doesn't look like packing to me," Eric commented dryly. He closed the door behind him and Sami.
"We finished packing," Paul quipped.
"Uh huh," Sami ignored him. "I rented a moving truck. Let's get this thing going."
"Right," Eric agreed. "What boxes are going where?"
"I labeled all the boxes," Will explained. "Everything goes but that section over there."
Will pointed to a corner near the window. Underneath were several boxes labeled 'donate' or 'Sonny'.
Sami and Eric stared at the boxes with Sonny's name on them.
"Eric, do you think you can take those ones to the Kiriakis mansion sometime?" Will asked.
"Sure thing, kiddo," Eric gave Will a sad smile.
Eric glanced at Paul. "How about we get started loading up the truck?"
In no time at all everything was safely on the truck. The apartment was empty.
"Hey, baby girl," Will said walking into Ari's room. "It's time to put your toys in the bag."
Will had Ari pick out her favorite toys to keep with her while they moved. He thought about sending her to daycare but figured it would be important for her to be a part of the process.
"Still playing," Ari dismissed. She went back to playing with her tsum-tsum's.
"You're going to ride with Grammie and Uncle Eric to our new place," Will reminded her. "And Grammie is going to take you to pick out whatever decorations you want for your room while I unpack."
"Paul too?" Ari asked.
"Yeah, Paul's coming too," Will nodded. "So, how about we pack up the toys and say goodbye to our old house."
Will and Ari put all her toys in the reusable bag and walked into the front room.
Ari handed over her bag of toys to Paul. "You take," she insisted. "Ari say bye bye."
"I'll take good care of the tsum-tsum's," Paul promised. He knew that if he didn't he'd be in big trouble. Ari was very serious about her toys.
"Do you guy's mind waiting outside for a few?" Will asked.
"No problem," Paul answered. He understood Will needed to be alone for this.
Sami said, "We'll be just outside if you need us."
Will heard his mom asking Paul, "What the hell is a tsum-tsum?"
Once they were alone, Will started to get emotional.
"This is your first home," Will told Ari. "Right after you were born this is where we lived."
"With mama and Sonny?" Ari asked.
Will nodded. 'When did she stop calling Sonny daddy?'
"Exactly," Will grabbed Ari's hand. The two wandered through the apartment. "You said your first words over here," Will pointed out. "Took your first steps over here."
Will's eyes started watering. This was harder than he anticipated.
"This is where we lived as a family," Will whispered. Seeing the door, Will couldn't help but think, 'And where Sonny walked away.'
Ari glanced at her daddy and frowned. She didn't like it when he was sad.
She yanked on his large hand until he moved. "I go potty on the carpet there," Ari reminded him with a grin.
Will barked out a laugh. "Yes you did," Will smiled. "And you threw up peas all over the kitchen floor there."
"Blood there," Ari added. She pointed to a sharp corner where she went headfirst while running.
"So much blood," Will shivered.
Will took one last lap around the place, remembering all the good and the bad.
"Go new house?" Ari asked.
"Yep, baby," Will opened the front door. "Time for us to go to our new house."
A few hours later, Sami and Ari were back from the store laden down with bags.
Will, Paul, and Eric just finished unpacking all Ari's toys. Will made sure that her room was the one set up first.
"Oh, god," Will collapsed an empty box and threw it into a corner with the other ones. "Did you have to buy everything in the store?"
"Yes," Ari giggled. "I need crowns and hearts and stars!"
"They're decals," Sami explained. "I know you can't paint in here so I figured this would work."
"Now," Sami told Ari. "Why don't we get started decorating?"
A while later, Ari and Sami were putting the final touches on Ari's room. Paul went out to bring lunch for everyone. Will was taking the time to ask Eric a few questions.
"So, why do you think Chad did it?" Will asked his uncle bluntly.
Eric chuckled at Will appreciatively. "Besides the mounting evidence?" Eric mused.
"Which is circumstantial at best," Will replied. "You're angry and I get that. Serena was your friend and you want justice. So do I. I'm just trying to figure out how."
"Shouldn't you be letting Dad or Hope figure this out?" Eric wondered.
"I'm working with the police," Will dismissed easily. "But you know that sometimes it takes a new set of eyes to see what's right in front of you."
"I left Serena at the club," Eric confided in Will. "I tried to see her the next morning and I couldn't find her. Eventually, I ended up in the park and heard her phone."
"And you found her," Will finished, seeing Eric getting emotional. "OK, so you wouldn't know what happened while she was with Chad," Will said mostly to himself.
"I'm gonna need to retrace her steps," Will decided. "Talk to everyone that was there that night."
"How are you going to do that?" Eric asked, calming himself down.
"I'll talk to Rafe first," Will nodded. "But if that doesn't work I'll have to get creative."
"Will," Eric asked. "You want to tell me why you don't think Chad did it?"
"I know Chad," Will confessed. "And if he killed anyone he would be smart enough to cover it up. Besides, look how powerful his family is. There's no way they'd let it get this far."
Once lunch was over and Ari was napping, Sami and Eric were getting ready to leave to see Grandma Caroline.
"Thank you for helping," Will told Eric, giving him a one-armed hug/handshake.
"That's what uncles are for," Eric shrugged with a smile.
Will turned to his mom and enveloped her in a giant, tight hug.
"Thank you for buying everything for Ari," Will vigorously stated.
"I wanted to buy them," Sami dismissed. "She's my only grandbaby. You can't deny me spoiling her."
"I appreciate it," Will confessed. "I love you."
"I love you too," Sami easily replied. "Now," Sami pulled away from Will. "I'll tell Grandma you send your love."
"Please," Will nodded. "And the kids when you call to check on them."
"Of course," Sami agreed.
Sami nodded at Paul and turned to leave.
Eric, meanwhile, was shaking Paul's hand. In a low tone, Eric ordered, "Make sure nothing happens to him. OK?"
"Trust me," Paul glanced over at Will. "I'm keeping an eye on him," Paul assured Eric.
"He gets in over his head easily," Eric said. "I don't want anything happening to him with the articles. Just make sure you have his back."
"That won't be a problem," Paul promised.
A few minutes later, Will and Paul headed into Will's room.
"Do you want me to unpack anything for you?" Paul wondered.
The two were sitting on Will's freshly made bed.
"You don't have to," Will told Paul. Will pulled out his laptop.
"Well, you need to work," Paul argued. "I think I can handle putting your clothes away."
"You spoil me," Will declared. "Hopefully," Will said out loud getting his phone. "Rafe can send me something."
An hour later, Will had the names and numbers of every single person who was inside of TBD at the same time as Chad and Serena. He had already talked to most of them.
"Thank you," Will hung up his phone. "Ugh," Will groaned.
"What's up?" Paul asked. He had been watching Will work between emptying boxes.
"Nothing," Will complained. "Nothing. Nothing. All anyone saw was Chad and Serena drinking and her slapping him in the face when he kissed her."
"Have you talked to everyone?" Paul questioned. He finished putting a pair of underwear in the drawer and moved to Will.
"No," Will sighed. "I can't get ahold of a handful of people. I left a message for Ben. I don't even want to talk to Clyde but I know I'll have to."
"What about that spy thing you found yesterday?" Paul reminded Will. "Did anything come from that?"
"The police didn't care. They think Stefano planted it himself to divert attention off of Chad, which is stupid," Will said. "So, I did some digging. I'm waiting on a phone call from a guy I know. He might have something for me."
"How do you know this person?" Paul asked warily. With Eric's warning fresh in his head, Paul had to be sure Will wasn't around anyone dangerous.
"Just a guy I met when I was interning with EJ," Will shrugged. "EJ always used him for this type of thing. EJ gave me his number just in case when I started doing journalism."
"Right," Paul said. 'That doesn't sound reassuring.'
"I'm not getting anywhere with this," Will realized.
Paul noticed Will's frustration. "Walk me through it," Paul requested.
"Well, somewhere between Chad and Serena leaving the club something big happened," Will replied. "The wounds on Chad's face don't add up to when she hit him in the club. But they didn't find any of Chad's DNA on her person. So, what happened? And with whom?"
"Chad really doesn't remember?" Paul asked skeptically.
"No," Will shook his head in annoyance. "That's pretty much why the police can't let up on him. He doesn't have a solid alibi since he can't remember. Then all the other murders…"
"And somehow the police think Chad was able to somewhat cover up a murder while he was that drunk?" Paul didn't buy it. "Then, while they were watching him he killed three more women and left similar odd evidence leading to him?"
"Yeah," Will laughed. "He somehow was smart enough to wear gloves, not leave a shred of physical evidence, but magically dropped his house key. Or leave behind a rare flower literally on top of the body. Or-,"
"That definitely doesn't make any sense, yeah," Paul agreed. He wasn't keen on hearing the details. He wasn't like Will. He couldn't be so casual about murder.
"Right?" Will continued. "I just need to figure out where Chad went after he chased after Serena. If I can figure that out then I'm pretty sure it will clear Chad."
"You're still sure this isn't going to get dangerous?" Paul caught Will's eyes. "I don't want anything happening to you."
"I'm not going to put myself in harm's way," Will insisted. "Besides, my grandpa gave me that rape alarm if nothing else."
"OK," Paul nodded somewhat reassured. "How are you going to figure out what happened to Chad if the police haven't?"
Recalling what Charlotte suggested, Will had an answer. "I'm going to put my old hacking skills to use."
"Since when can you do this?" Paul asked. He watched the blur of Will's fingers over his keyboard.
"I always knew how. I used to do it more often when I was younger," Will explained. "I've kept up with the advances though."
"OK," Paul found another aspect of Will's personality he didn't know before. "And what are you doing now?"
"Accessing every security camera in town," Will said easily. "Hopefully there's an archive or a backup system. I can just look through each one until I find Chad."
"Assuming he's on camera," Paul pointed out.
"Assuming, yes," Will agreed.
"And the police didn't do this, why?" Paul wondered.
Will shrugged. "It's not like they're very high tech. Small town, small resource pool."
"You're kind of amazing, Will Horton," Paul commented in awe.
Will grinned and bit his lip.
Will's phone started buzzing. Glancing over, he picked it up.
"Do you have anything for me?" Will wondered in a sweet voice.
"It's a pretty standard device," the man told Will. "Anyone could buy one online."
"Did you find out who bought this bug?" Will asked directly.
"I don't have a name but I have a location," the man answered. Waiting for dramatic effect, he said, "Poplar Bluffs, Missouri."
"Shut up," Will gasped. 'Oh my god,' Will thought, a picture coming together in his mind.
"Excuse m-?" the man started to say.
"Not you, sorry," Will apologized. "Thank you. That is beyond helpful."
"No problem," the man said. "If there's anything else I can do to help," he began, tone becoming a little smoother. "Just let me know."
Lowering his voice and angling himself away from Paul, Will closed his eyes. "I can think of several things I'd like you to do," Will whispered, words sounding as dirty as he intended. "But until then goodbye."
"What the hell was that?" Paul commanded, staring at Will.
"Uh," Will gave Paul a wide smile. "Flirting?"
"Why?" Paul shook his head.
"Because I might need his help again?" Will asked. He tossed his phone aside and grabbed Paul's hand. "I'm sorry. You're being so supportive and I'm ignoring you."
Paul gave Will a look.
"And then the flirting," Will sighed. "I'm sorry, babe."
Paul didn't budge.
"Baby?" Will tried.
Paul blinked.
"Sweetheart?" Will pouted. "Darling? Honey bunches of oats? Love bug? Puddin' pop?"
Paul finally cracked and smiled
"Puddin' pop it is," Will declared wrapping his arms around Paul.
"You are not calling me that," Paul chuckled.
"I can and I will," Will declared. "You are now my puddin' pop, puddin' pop."
"You're such an idiot," Paul insisted.
"That's mean, puddin' pop," Will smiled. "But I am sorry."
"What did you find out?" Paul wondered a smile stuck on his face.
Calming down, Will turned back to his laptop. "I think I have a lead for who could be framing Chad," Will explained. "I better call Rafe."
"What do you mean it's not Clyde?" Will demanded. "But I just told you he bought the surveillance bug."
"Look, I don't like the guy either," Rafe sighed. "But it's not him."
"He was at TBD at the same time as Chad and Serena," Will pointed out.
"Yeah and he was on campus for Paige's murder. He's the one who saw Chad," Rafe admitted.
"What?" Will couldn't believe this. "And you still don't think it's him?"
"Weston was meeting with the university president at the time of the murder," Rafe said. "It's not him. And don't even think about going after him, Will. He's dangerous."
"I know that. I've known since I did that article on him," Will agreed. "I'm not going to hunt him down."
'I'm just going to get to the bottom of this,' Will thought.
"Uh," Paul pointed to Will's computer. "It's doing something."
"I gotta go, Rafe," Will dismissed and hung up.
Will moved back to his laptop and smiled triumphantly. "Ha! I knew I'd find something," Will declared.
"What did you find?" Paul wondered.
"I have the security footage for the night of the first murder," Will said. "I need more screens," Will complained.
Paul watched as Will's fingers zipped over the keyboard, flicking through video footage.
"OK," Will mumbled. "There's the entrance to TBD and Serena and here comes Chad. Now, I just need to follow the both of them and see if I can find out what happens next."
Will diligently sifted through all the footage he received.
'Damn, does this town need an upgrade,' Will thought. He couldn't help but frown at the grainy, hazy video footage. 'Considering the amount of crimes why hasn't anyone thought to install some heavy duty security?'
"Any progress?" Paul asked. He was back to unpacking.
"I can follow them for a few blocks," Will groaned. "But I lose them. Not every street has a camera. I'm gonna need to take some more time piecing it together."
"In the meantime though," Will said. "I need to dig until I figure out what's going on with Clyde."
"Will," Paul called. "Promise me you aren't going to do something well-intentioned but stupid."
Will pouted a bit. But he knew Paul was right.
"I can't promise that," Will truthfully replied. "But I will promise that no matter what I do I'll tell you beforehand so you can try to talk me out of it."
Paul figured that was about as good as it was going to get. "Deal," Paul nodded.
"Now," Will tapped his fingers on the keyboard. "Where to start with Clyde?"
"Daddy," Ari called from her bed in her new room.
"But that will have to wait," Will told Paul.
"How was your nap, princess?" Will asked coming into her new room.
"Good," Ari responded, rubbing her eyes. "Daddy, I thirsty."
"Already ahead of you," Paul said with a smile. He came into her room with her favorite princess cup.
Will smiled gratefully at Paul.
"Watch Sophia?" Ari asked happily.
"I guess we can watch a little bit of TV," Will conceded. "But then you have to help unpack. Deal?"
Ari nodded very seriously. "Deal," she told Will.
Some time later, Ari was helping Will put books on a shelf.
"What color is this book?" Will asked her.
"Geen," Ari declared.
"Yep, green," Will agreed. "What about this one?"
Paul, sitting near the two of them, felt his phone buzz.
"Excuse me," he told Will and Ari before stepping outside. "This is Paul," he said into the phone.
"Mr. Narita," a woman over the line said. "I'm calling to schedule an appointment to see the riverfront condos."
"Yes, good," Paul replied. "Is there anything available to see tomorrow?"
"Of course," the woman answered.
A few minutes later, Paul went back inside. "I'm going to look at those condos we ran past yesterday morning," he informed Will.
"The new ones?" Will asked. Seeing Paul nod, Will smiled. "They look really nice."
"I guess I'll find out," Paul replied.
"Paul get new house too?" Ari questioned.
"Yeah," Paul answered. "Only a little bit away."
"Yay," Ari clapped. "Paul close to play."
"I think Paul will be coming by plenty of times to play," Will smirked.
A few hours later, almost everything was unpacked.
"You really downsized," Paul commented.
Will nodded. The new apartment had two small bedrooms and a much smaller living room and kitchen.
'But it's just Ari and me. We don't need that much space,' Will justified to himself.
"It's just things," Will argued. "Most of them weren't even mine."
"Just two more boxes," Paul stated. He grabbed the one closest to him. "Oh," he frowned.
Inside were pictures of Ari and Sonny.
Will took the box from Paul. "Those go in Ari's room," he said.
Will and Paul glanced at each other briefly. Even though they had talked most things over about Sonny he was still a topic they avoided.
"Ari," Will said as he walked into her room.
Ari was playing in her new room by herself. "Hmm?" she hummed when Will and Paul walked inside.
"Where do you want these?" Will placed the box of pictures on her bed.
Ari started taking the pictures out. She stared at one for a long time before pushing it over. Ari said, "No want."
"Are you sure?" Will asked, concerned.
"Don't wanna see," Ari told him stubbornly. Her little arms were crossed defiantly.
"OK," Will said. "I'll just put them in the hall closet if you change your mind."
"Can I get you anything?" Will asked her, worrying his bottom lip.
"No, Daddy," Ari smiled at him. She went back to playing as if nothing had happened.
Will and Paul walked out of her room in silence.
"That was weird," Paul finally said.
"Yeah," Will agreed. He closed the box back up and put it on the top shelf of the hall closet. "She hasn't been calling him daddy lately either."
"I thought she talked with him," Paul responded.
"She does," Will nodded. "When we were still married he'd call me for stuff about her. But ever since the divorce it's all been through Adrienne. Whenever Ari spends time with her and my dad I know she talks with Sonny."
"Right," Paul swallowed. "She probably doesn't understand why he's not here. Or even why I'm here now."
"Probably," Will bit his lip. "I've tried explaining it. She gets that you and I were friends. And she gets that we're boyfriends now. I think it's just hard for her."
Will looked down at his lap.
"Are you OK?" Paul grabbed Will's hand.
"Should I try to get her to see Sonny more? Am I doing enough for her?" Will asked. "I thought she was doing fine, good even. But I don't want her resenting him because of something I did or didn't do."
"You didn't ask Sonny to leave," Paul squeezed Will's hand. "And he could call for her any time he wanted. I doubt you'd refuse him."
Will shook his head.
"Besides," Paul reassured Will. "I'm sure Sonny promised to keep in contact when he told you he was thinking about leaving."
Will winced. "Actually, I didn't know Sonny was leaving until he walked out the door."
"What?" Paul frowned.
"I guess I was the last to know," Will shrugged. "He'd been gone all day. He came back and said he was leaving. When I asked about Ari or if I'd see him again he didn't really give me an answer. The only time I'd hear from him was if he wanted to talk to Ari. Wasn't exactly surprising when he wanted a divorce."
Paul thought back to his own emotional, long farewell with Sonny. 'Did he really not do the same for Will? What does that even mean?'
A few months ago Paul probably would have enjoyed this tidbit of information. But now it just made him sad.
'I might have been in love with Sonny once but I'm not anymore,' Paul knew. 'And I hope Will isn't either.'
"It's not your fault that Ari is feeling differently towards Sonny," Paul promised Will. "You're trying your best. It's not your job to make sure he's a father."
"It doesn't feel like enough," Will admitted. "But thank you."
"And," Will squeezed Paul's hand, "Thank you for helping today. I'm pretty sure you unpacked more than I did."
"I just want to help," Paul told Will. He touched Will's cheek with the back of his hand.
Will stared at Paul thoughtfully. He recalled the time he had spent with Paul over the past few weeks. He thought about how aggravating he found Paul at times. But at the same time how endearing Paul could be. He thought about all the hoops Paul had to jump through to get to be Will's boyfriend. How far they had come together. How Paul catered to Will's every need, gave Will so much. How Paul made Will feel like he was worth the effort.
"You do help," Will revealed. "These past few weeks with you have been," Will took a deep breath. "Crazy and fun and sexy. And even when I tried to stay away from you this is the most fun I've had in a long time."
"I'm glad," Paul moved closer to Will. "Because I feel exactly the same."
"I really like you, Paul," Will confessed. "I have for a long time now."
"Good," Paul said, kissing Will. "I really like you too."
"And things are moving at a good pace, right?" Will confirmed. "Because I like where we are now. You know, um, spending time together and the occasional sleep over."
"I agree," Paul nodded. "I like what we have and where we are."
Paul put his arm around Will's waist. "I think we're good. Although, I would like to go on another official date, a real date. Not that I don't enjoy eating spaghetti o's with Ari but I'd like something a bit more upscale."
"Alright, puddin' pop," Will grinned. "Whenever you want to go, we'll go."
Paul snorted at the nickname. "How about this weekend?"
"OK," Will agreed.
"Hopefully, you'll have figured out this whole serial killer thing," Paul responded. "And I'll have all your attention."
"You have my undivided attention for the rest of the night," Will declared. "In fact, I'm going to get started on putting Ari to bed," Will told Paul.
"I want you," Will got off the couch and handed Paul the last box. "To take this into my room and open it."
After telling Ari goodnight, Paul moved into Will's room. It was definitely smaller than the old one but it looked like Will. Paul liked it.
Sitting on the bed, Paul took the box and opened it. Paul laughed when he saw the various bottles of lube and rows of condoms. Underneath that, Paul saw something else.
'What is this for?' Paul thought, seeing a gray t-shirt folded into a small square.
About twenty minutes later, Will came into his room and closed the door. "Oh good, you found my present."
"I get the lube and condoms," Paul told Will. "But what is this for?"
"Let me put it on," Will took the shirt from Paul. "And I think you'll understand."
"I don't get the point of you putting clothes on for this," Paul called out to Will. "Sounds like a waste of a present."
Will, walking into the tiny bathroom attached to his room, rolled his eyes. He quickly took off his pants and shirt. He shoved the new shirt on and walked back into the room in his underwear.
Paul turned around, ready to say something sarcastic. Instead, his mouth dropped.
"Get it?" Will turned around, showing off the name Narita and Paul's old number.
"I was dropping off some things at goodwill the other day and saw it on a rack," Will explained. He climbed on the bed, pushing Paul into the pillows. "And I couldn't resist. It's a little tight," Will admitted.
Paul nodded dumbly. "I noticed," he whispered. He could see material stretching across Will's shoulders and defined muscles.
Will crawled until he was straddling Paul's lap. "I couldn't help but think about how fun it might be," Will moved until his lips were brushing against Paul's. "If I got on my hands and knees and you fucked me open wearing this."
"God," Paul groaned. One hand clamped down on Will's ass, the other clutched the front of the shirt, wrinkling the SF logo. "I take it back, best present ever," Paul said before pulling Will into a wet, messy kiss.
Minutes later, true to his word, Will rocked back shamelessly into Paul's cock.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Paul groaned, trying to keep his voice down.
"Harder," Will ordered. "Paul, please."
Paul dug his fingers into Will's hips. He loved looking down and seeing his name across Will's back. There it was, his ownership literally branded for anyone to see.
Paul let go of Will's hips and bent over him, knocking Will to his elbows. Paul couldn't stop his mouth from running, his brain from thinking. "Love seeing you in this," Paul declared. His bare chest rubbed against the soft cotton, tingling.
"Yeah?" Will whimpered. He closed his fist around his cock, eyes closed.
"Yes," Paul hissed. "Wish we did this when I was still playing. Wish you had seen me play."
"Paul," Will whispered. "I saw you play before on TV," Will panted. It was getting harder to concentrate. "Thought you were so hot."
"Yeah?" Paul closed his eyes. He began moving his hips faster, harder, caught up in the fantasy.
"Your body," Will groaned. "Your face, watching you pitch. You were so sexy."
"Will," Paul moaned. "Not gonna last."
"I thought about you once," Will added, working his hips back. "After I saw you on TV. Thought about this."
"When?" Paul gasped out, so, so close.
"I-I was about 18," Will admitted.
Paul bit down on the back of the shirt, muffling his loud release. He ground his hips into Will until he was too sensitive.
Meanwhile, Will worked himself to completion.
"God," Paul chuckled. His face was resting against Will's back. "Did you make that up? About watching me, wanting me?"
"It's the truth," Will confessed. "Made everything a lot weirder when we met and everything that happened later."
"Weirder and sexier," Paul smiled arrogantly. "Of course you would have wanted me. Of course."
"Right," Will replied. "You're so full of yourself. And don't," Will ordered when Paul opened his mouth, "Make that joke."
Instead, Paul eased out of Will and rolled onto his back. He looked over at Will and groaned.
"What?" Will wondered, lying on his side and facing Paul.
"You came all over the shirt," Paul cried. He stared at the white lines draped across the orange lettering. "You're trying to kill me."
"You're no use to me dead, puddin' pop," Will grinned wickedly.
"You gonna put that on Instagram?" Will confidently asked.
Paul laughed. He enjoyed this assertive, positive version of Will. With a hint of a smirk, Paul rolled over and found his pants. They were hanging precariously on the edge of the bed. Paul took out his phone.
Before Will could complain, Paul snapped a close up of Will's face. Pink and flushed with beads of sweat dripping down his hair line.
"I think this one is just for me," Paul declared, looking at the picture.
Author's note:
Please let me know what you thought.
Thank you for reading.
Big thank you to iluvh0rs3s for the help with this chapter!
PS Definitely stole the idea of Will in Paul's shirt from my other fic Caught in Between.