Will's POV
Maybe it's morning already. The sun isn't up, yet. I can't sleep and I can't open my eyes. I'm exhausted. All night, I've wanted to exit my dreams, even though they were the average kind. And I thought I had managed to wake up only to find myself in a new improbable scenario. On and on. Now that I'm actually back in the real world, my lovely darling is not even in the bed. One day I'll dare call him like that. I'm sure he'll love it, seeing as I love when he says "kitten". I get happy shivers each time and I really need them. I feel I'm losing chunks of my life. There are days I only feel alive when Sonny touches me. Without him... I guess I'd disappear somewhere in my head. Since we've talked about Adam with my grandma, it's even worse. I wasn't aware I was harboring all that stuff. I'm sure she knows what she's doing but I have this fear : that she breaks us, Sonny and I. That he can't do this anymore and just stops. I have a few small goalposts in my mind, like finding the apartment or start college again, or make a delicious meal for my man... Ah, here he comes back from the bathroom. I don't move an inch. I need to sleep again. I can feel his naked skin against mine. He only wears his boxers. We didn't make love yesterday, and I miss that horribly but Sonny didn't seem OK. I'm afraid everything is about me and he takes it all. I can feel his arm around me and his breath on my neck. His hair brushes my forehead. I need all that to survive.
I get up with a start this time and his arm squeezes me in reflex. It's a wonderful feeling "Thanks, darling." he's still asleep though, so I shut up. I could fix breakfast? No bacon or anything requiring cooking this time. Orange juice, cereals... I look at the tray, and something is missing.
Sonny's POV
My head hurts. After Will got asleep yesterday, I wept in silence for a long time. If I want to stay strong in front of him, I have to let go from time to time. I hear some noise in the kitchen. Maybe that's what woke me up. Yet I thought it was the front door. I roll on my back and call "Will?"
He comes with the tray. I love this guy. More than anything. He puts the tray carefully, but I won't be able to eat just now. There's a gorgeous red rose, laid in the middle. "How..." My voice is cracked "How did you get it?" "The Internet. They've just delivered them. The rest is up there..." He has such a shy little voice. I take his hand and I whisper "Thanks kitten." We gaze at each other and, in a flash, we get back what we used to have. From the start, the first look. This connection that changed my life. I have sentimental thoughts floating in my mind... which gives me an idea. "you know, kitten, I don't work today, so I was thinking we could stay in bed and have a romantic movie marathon, you're up for it?" I wait. I see a smile on his face. Now, I can eat. "hand me my laptop, please. We'll look for ideas, OK?" He nods and grabs one of the glasses. I've just noticed everything's in pair on the tray. He's waited for me to eat his breakfast. I don't know which film will hold a candle to him? He must never leave me because no real guy will hold one to him either.
Sonny
They are cuddling while Hugh Grant is playing with a porcelain sheep when Sonny's cell rings. Just before the grand scene. If it's not Chad with some work emergency... But the number's unknown. He gets up and answers "Hello, this is Sonny..." "Hello, Sonny, Fin here, from the renting agency. Are you free, like right now?" "Why, is there an apartment we could see?" Will has turned from the screen and is looking hopeful. He pinches his lip and waits "yes, but you have to come now. It's in my brother's building..." "We're on our way!" sonny jumps on Will and hugs him tight, whispering "Kitten, can you get dressed very, very quickly?" "Sure, why?" "Trust me..." Will listens to him and finish combing in the car. When he sees Sonny parks, he asks "Are we going to see Tyler? I thought it was his brother?" Sonny grins "That's the thing, there's a potential place but I don't know where exactly..." Will's eyes are sparkling and they run to the stairs. Fin is on the phone and sees them come to him with his thumb up in the air. He hangs up "Perfect, guys. Let's get going."
Sonny has never visited an apartment when holding another man's hand. He feels different, very grown-up all of a sudden. Will is looking around, with a grave air. There's a small garden. The kitchen is linked with the living-room through a big, open countertop. There's a bath, with a shower glass. The light of the end of day is grazing the scraped yellow wall. It won't be cheap. But, they'll manage. If the plumbing is good, they'll take it.
They are signing the same evening. Together. Sonny's hand is shaking a little. Luckily his signature is an easy one. Horton and Kiriakis written next to each other... He scratches his throat and gets back to being that responsible, prudent man. "When can we move in?" "Well, the place is free already. We can do the inventory and I'll give you the keys."