"Will still isn't answering," Sonny said, giving Paul a sideways glance, phone against his ear, "I've called four times already."

"He's probably pissed," Paul answered plainly. "We've spent weeks trying to convince him we were serious about him and we literally threw that all back in his face without warning." Paul threw himself on the couch, feet on the coffee table, "We seriously need to figure out a better way to communicate with him."

"Yeah," Sonny agreed. He put his phone in his lap and stared at the background screen. "We did the right thing though didn't we?"

Paul put his hand over his face, "I don't know. It seems like every time we do something it ends up being the wrong decision." Moving his hand Paul turned his head so he was looking at Sonny, "I know that we do need to figure things out, separately and together."

"I know," Sonny opened and locked his phone repeatedly. "I saw my mom today."

"What did dear old Adrienne have to say," Paul asked sarcastically. He knew he should try to be nice to Sonny's Mom but it was hard. 'She clearly hates me.'

Sonny reached over and smacked Paul's arm, "Actually I get the feeling she's super happy about us taking a break from Will."

"Not as happy as my mom," Paul wagered. "Is it a good thing or a bad thing that our moms are both happy about this?"

"Add that to the list of things we need to discover," Sonny sighed, "Our moms hate our relationship with Will even though Will hasn't done anything to anyone."

"I thought your mom liked Will now though," Paul wondered beginning to feel confused. "And she's friends with Sami so how does that even work."

"I thought she was too," Sonny shrugged, "I can't keep up with what she's thinking about everything. One minute she's confronting us about Will the next she's holding his hand as he cries over us."

"Plus she thought Chad was trying to touch him," Paul remembered, "That was the last time I saw her, Will's party. Unless she still hates all of us together and wants Will and I far away from you."

"I can't even tell with my mom," Ever since Sonny moved to Salem he had no idea what his mother was up to. "God, can you just imagine what Sami's going to do when she finds out about this?"

Paul shivered slightly, "Between her and EJ I'm sure we'll end up dead this time. I guess that must mean Will's not with them. They'd already be here trying to burn our apartment to the ground."

"Huh," Sonny furrowed his brows, "Where is he then?"

"I-I don't know," Paul was beginning to feel a bit worried. "One of his grandma's?"

"I'm gonna ask Chad," Sonny said before unlocking his phone and sending a message.

-Is Will staying with you?

-No

-Do you know where he's staying?

-Yes

-Are you going to tell me?

-No

-Chad, this isn't funny. I'm worried about him

-Should have thought of that before you kicked him out

-I didn't kick him out!

-Sounds like you did. Just do him a favor and leave him alone. You wanted your break you're going to get it

"Well Chad's pissed," Sonny tossed his phone to the coffee table.

"What else is new," Paul grumbled. "At least now he won't be hanging all over Will anymore."

"That's true," Sonny agreed. "That had to be the weirdest plan anyone's ever come up with."

"Yeah and it doesn't even make sense," Paul said, "Why would Stefano suddenly think Chad was gay or that he was interested in Will? The dude was all scary powerful and stuff. Why would he just believe that out of no where?"

"I don't know how his mind works," Sonny didn't want to know, "But that reminds me his funeral was supposed to be today. Maybe that's where Will is."

"That would explain Chad's behavior too," Paul decided.

"I always forget Stefano was his father," Sonny bit his lip. "He must be upset about it all."

"Well he also tried to kill the guy so he can't be that upset," Paul lifted his eyebrows and shook his head. "I doubt Stefano was winning any father of the year awards."

"At least Chad got to know him," Sonny gave Paul a look.

"It's hard to know your father when they're dead," Paul informed Sonny, closing his eyes. "I had my grandfather anyway. And baseball."

'Always with the baseball,' Sonny rolled his eyes glad Paul couldn't see him. "Will's probably really upset about Stefano too. Remember how confused he was when Ian died?"

"He must be," Paul could picture it, the conflicted look on Will's face when he couldn't decide between two emotions. 'And we're not there for him at all.'

Sonny shook his head and sat up straight, "OK if we're going to actually think about our relationship than we can't just think about Will. We need to think about everything."

"Right," Paul swallowed and opened his eyes. "We shouldn't dedicate our entire life to one person. As much as we love him it's not exactly healthy for all of us."

Paul suddenly remembered the talk he had with his mother yesterday. Where she asked if Paul and Sonny had worked out all of their problems. 'We're going to have to talk about that aren't we?'

"I think one step in figuring everything out," Paul stated, something unpleasant curling around his insides, "Is to talk about us. And all the things we never really resolved before."

"Oh," Sonny pressed his lips together, "Yeah I guess we should."

"How often do 19 year olds sneak into bars anyway," Will asked as they walked into The Spot. "Because it can't be that often."

"Most would probably go to a house party," Neil shrugged, arm over Brian's shoulder, "But you're a classy kid."

"Since when," Will shouted over the loud music. He felt strange being here technically by himself. Every other time he had someone holding his hand and guiding him around. 'No don't think like that. You don't need to be so dependent on others.'

"Shut up," Brian called out to Will, "We're getting drinks."

"I'm not supposed to have that much alcohol, remember," Will said as he followed after Brian and Neil. "Besides I already had a few earlier."

"You were with your parents," Neil pointed out as they all squeezed together against the bar.

"Well I was drinking while stuffing my face with Italian food," Will shrugged. "It counterbalanced itself except when I had to wait for breadsticks."

"That sounds like my kind of funeral," Brian smiled widely as he gestured for the bartender to come over.

"Uh oh," Will said, turning to hide his face against Neil's arm. It was the bartender from the last time they were here. The one who knew Will was underaged and said he wasn't going to give him anything to drink.

"What's with you," Neil asked, moving his arm and giving Will a strange look.

The bartender, pouring Brian's order, did a double take when he saw Will. 'Two shots and one sprite coming up.'

Smiling when the sprite was put in front of him Will wriggled his fingers at the bartender, "Hi."

"How do you keep getting in here," he asked around a chuckle.

"Lax security," Brian inputted, looking between Will and the bartender curiously. 'He's cute enough for the night. Blondie could have some fun.'

Will shrugged, "Beats me." He looked over at Brian and Neil desperately when the bartender leaned closer to him on his elbows. 'Oh god, I do not need this now.'

"These aren't the same guys you came with last time," the man asked raising an eyebrow inquisitively.

"No, no, these are my friends," Will said trying to back up only for Neil to push him closer to the bar. Watching the man smile at him awkwardly Will stuck out his hand, "I'm Will, by the way."

"Kyle," the man shook Will's hand with a smile. "I've got to get back to work," Kyle said, "But you can come back and talk to me in a bit. If you want."

"Uh," Will trailed off as Kyle went to take some more orders. Rounding on Neil and Brian Will reached out and smacked both their chests, "What the hell?"

"What," Brian defended, putting down his shot glass, "This is what regular college kids do. They flirt with guys in bars."

"I don't want to flirt with anyone," Will insisted, grabbing his sprite and taking a drink.

"Then don't call it flirting," Neil suggested, "Think of it as talking…To guys that want to sleep with you."

"Shut up," Will laughed, face red. Putting down his drink Will pushed in between Neil and Brian, taking a wrist in both of his hands, "If we're doing this you're dancing with me."

Paul drummed his fingers against his knee nervously, "Um, I don't know where to start."

"Me either," Sonny admitted, tugging on the hem of his t-shirt. He closed his eyes and tried to picture what his life was like when it was just him and Paul. 'OK so we argued a lot and didn't really touch each other as much as we did in California.'

Opening his eyes Sonny asked the first thing that came to mind, "Would you have sex with me?"

"Right now," Paul asked completely taken about. "Because I gotta say that's kind of inappropriate and I'm not exactly in the mood."

"No," Sonny shook his head, trying to steady his thoughts, "I mean in general. Would you with me? Just me?"

"Well of course I would," Paul looked at Sonny strangely, "Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know," Sonny shrugged, "Because when was the last time we did anything just the two of us?" Seeing Paul trying to think about it Sonny answered for him, "Before the time right after we decided we wanted Will? It was about two weeks before that.

"And when we were in San Francisco, before I asked you to marry me," Sonny kept talking, "We would have sex all the time, right? Like every time I could meet you in a hotel."

"OK," Paul nodded, seeming to remember how before their engagement they would go at it like rabbits. But as soon as he got to Salem he spent more time jerking off in the shower than he did with his once fiancé. "But that doesn't mean I'm not still attracted to you now. Because I definitely am. And just because we haven't been together without Will in a long time doesn't mean it will be that way forever."

"Good," Sonny decided, "Because I'm still attracted to you too. I just, I just wanted to make sure."

"And before you ask I still love you too," Paul told Sonny firmly. "I'm still in love with you."

"I still love you too," Sonny confirmed. Pausing a bit Sonny said, "But I think I love you in a different way than I love Will. Well not in a different way because I definitely have romantic feelings for both of you. I mean I love different things about you. That I love you both for different reasons."

"I would hope so," Paul admitted, "Because there really wouldn't be a point to loving both of us if it was for the same reasons." Shifting on the sofa Paul said, "I feel the same way though. I love different things about you and Will. And I think the fact that we're capable of that is kind of nice, you know?"

"Yeah," Sonny agreed. Their conversation fizzled out for a bit as the two sat quietly.

"Sonny," Paul asked a bit cautiously, "Do you think, um, I think, ugh, OK I think a lot of our problems kind of stemmed from our engagement."

"Oh," Sonny responded, "Huh. I guess I never really thought about it like that. But it makes sense. When I asked you I was just so sick and tired of the secrets and lies. I just wanted you to prove that you really wanted to be with me."

'And then I made Will into a secret,' Paul thought before responding. "I was so desperate to keep you that I would have done anything. And we both already admitted that we got engaged for all the wrong reasons. I think the fact that we both didn't really want to be engaged caused us to act out," Paul explained, "Because we've been so much nicer to each other since we called it off."

"I agree," Sonny nodded, "It was very freeing to go back to being boyfriends. And I know we still bicker sometimes but it doesn't feel the same way it used to, right?"

"It's definitely better now," Paul smiled slightly. "Plus I think that's part of who we are. We don't agree on everything so we're going to butt heads sometimes."

Sonny, figuring since they were being so honest with each other, couldn't help but ask, "Do you think you can talk to me a bit about what you were feeling for Will before everything with him and us started?"

Scrunching his face together, trying to remember everything, Paul sighed, "Yeah I'll try." Rubbing his hands up and down his thighs Paul began, "OK, um, let's see. Of course I told you how I mostly hated him when I met him because he was all hot and blonde and shit."

Sonny smiled at that recalling the look on Paul's face when he met Will for the first time. 'It probably didn't help that Will was shirtless but oh well.'

"And that time I tried to convince you to stay away from him," Paul rolled his eyes at himself, "I guess I've always been pretty jealous. Anyway I to this day still don't even know how you that turned that conversation around on me."

"Because I have my ways," Sonny shrugged lightheartedly, "Besides I knew the two of you would be good for each other if you tried. And apparently you tried a little too hard."

"You're one to talk," Paul laughed, "Anyway I always thought Will was kind of dumb, you know, before I started getting to know him. It completely blew my mind when I sat down with him and talked. I was completely stunned he was actually smart and sweet.

"He was so insecure back then," Paul remembered, "Even more so than he is now. And I just remember, that when I was telling him about coming out, he would have this almost desperate look in his eyes. Like I was dangling a steak in front of a lion. He wanted that so much but he didn't know how to get it.

"I related to him. Before I knew it we were friends and I just, I wanted to protect him from everything. And after he officially came out to me it was like a film had been lifted from my eyes. Like I really saw him for the first time. And I liked what I saw, obviously," Paul stated before turning to look at Sonny, "What about you?"

Will wiped the back of his hand across his forehead wrinkling his nose at how sweaty he was. He was enjoying dancing with Neil and Brian. It was different this time from the last. He wasn't purposely trying to rile anyone up. Instead he was just having fun with his friends.

"You could go dance with someone else you know," Neil suggested, gesturing towards a guy that was very obviously staring at Will.

Will followed the direction Neil was pointing before turning back quickly, eyes wide, "I can't dance with him."

"Why not," Brian questioned, "He's cute and it's not as exciting dancing with you when you we know you aren't all riled up."

Narrowing his eyes Will explained, "Because he's asked me out before at school, twice actually. He works at the smoothie place."

"What does that have to do with anything," Neil wondered, "It's just a dance."

"Paul would throw a fit," Will insisted, remembering how crazed he was over the guy.

"Well Paul's not here," Brian pointed out with a smirk, "So off you go." He grabbed Will's hand and spun him around, making it so he smashed right against the smoothie guy. "You'll thank me later.

"Explain to me again how he had so many guys chasing after him when he acts like an awkward puppy," Brian asked Neil as he slid his hands up his chest while watching Will.

"The innocent school boy act is hot," Neil reminded him. When the guy placed his hands low on Will's hips Neil added, "And he's got a nice ass."

"Oh yeah," Brian laughed. Thinking for a second Brian pulled his phone out of his pocket and snapped a few pictures of Will dancing with the guy, "Damn do I wish I had Paul's number."

"You've got Will's phone though," Neil responded with a wide devious grin.

"I thought Will was straight when I first met him," Sonny blurted out, "I mean he had a girlfriend and I didn't really think much beyond that. I thought he was a really hot, really straight nice guy. But the more I got to know him that all kind of changed."

Paul shook his head at Sonny, 'If only Sonny knew how much Will was secretly dying for some cock.'

"Then when we started spending so much time together I just, I thought about him a lot," Sonny admitted. "More than I should have for someone that was engaged. Will was always so candid about his questions. He wanted to know everything about everything in my life. And it was nice to be looked up to. I liked that he saw me as someone he could go to for advice or for comfort.

"I liked that he was always at Common Grounds," Sonny smiled, "I tried so hard to pretend I only wanted to be his friend. I was so convinced that was it. When you and I finally talked about him it was like I was so shocked. When really I think I liked him all along."

"Well I'd say loving Will and each other isn't exactly the problem we're facing," Paul commented musingly.

"Yeah," Sonny frowned slightly before saying, "I guess we could talk about what I did and what you did before."

"Right," Paul nodded. "So, I just want to iterate that I'm sorry I ever cheated on you. Also that even though you said you forgave me I want you to know I'd never do it again."

Sonny nodded carefully. He really did hate being reminded of that. "I believe you," Sonny confirmed. He knew Paul wouldn't do anything like that again with anyone else. 'But if we decide we don't want to be with Will would he do it again with Will? Would we even be together without Will?'

"And I want to say," Sonny began, "That I didn't mean to go behind your back to plot to murder anyone. God that sounds awful."

"You did plot to have someone killed though with EJ of all people," Paul almost couldn't even wrap his head around that. "I just, how could you do that?"

"Everything with Ian had just happened and he was gone," Sonny attempted to explain, "We were starting to move on and then I heard T. And I just couldn't handle it. I didn't want anything else to go wrong."

"But EJ," Paul shook his head, "You know what he's like. The guy could turn on you at a drop of a hat. I mean just a few months ago he didn't want anything to do with Will at all."

"Well now look at them," Sonny stated, "I knew he would be the person to talk to. He could have found a way to keep T away from Will. I didn't know for sure what he was going to do. I didn't even learn any details."

"What if he was caught, Sonny," Paul asked, "He would have sold you out instantly."

"I guess I just trusted that he would be able to handle it," Sonny said sheepishly.

Paul gave Sonny a judgmental look.

"OK, that wasn't the smartest move," Sonny admitted, "But I also knew that he promised Will he was going to stay out of our relationship. I knew he didn't want Will to find out about it so he would do a good job of covering it up."

"Sonny that's awful," Paul snorted, "Were you ever going to tell me? Or Will?"

Sonny bit his lip, "I don't know. I hadn't thought about it." Sonny ran a hand through his hair and exhaled loudly, "I know that what I did was wrong. And I can promise it won't happen again."

"Right," Paul nodded. There was something still bothering him though, something that had been on his mind about the situation. "Can I ask you something about it without you getting upset?"

"Sure," Sonny gave Paul a half smile. "I owe you the truth anyway."

Paul swallowed and returned Sonny's smile, "Um, I just, I keep feeling like there's some similarities to what you did with EJ and what EJ and your uncle did. You know, to me."

"Oh," Sonny blinked, moving a bit farther away from Paul, "I didn't even think about that. Oh my god, it is the same. And I was so upset at Uncle Vic for doing that and I did the same thing."

"So you can see why that might freak me out a little," Paul said quietly fingers still tapping against his knee.

"Yeah," Sonny nodded. "Yeah I can."

"And I know that your family likes to pretend your uncle is some kind of saint," Paul said carefully. "But I've heard things around town about him, you know? And he's not exactly the most magnanimous guy."

"And," Sonny asked wondering where this was going.

"I just, I don't mean this in an insulting way," Paul gave Sonny an apologetic look, "But you're family has a reputation in Salem that isn't very different from the DiMera's. And I'm just wondering if maybe you might be turning into one of them."

"One of them," Sonny repeated in a weak voice. "You mean someone that goes out and kills people?"

"Something like that," Paul looked away from Sonny's face. "I just worry that maybe you aren't as far removed as you thought from it all. Like you and Chad made that peace thing right? Because your families hate each other. Because the two of you wanted to put a stop to all the feuding. But both you and Chad have done something ridiculous and dangerous."

Sonny sat in silence for a few moments trying to process everything. Taking a deep breath he said, "I don't want to be like that. And I didn't really think about what I was doing, what it would mean for me. I don't want to go around deciding who deserves to die or anything like that. I don't want to be my uncle."

"Good," Paul nodded. "I don't want you to be either. Honestly it kind of really freaks me out that you wanted to kill someone. That you hated someone so much you wanted to kill them."

"It's not that I hated T," Sonny shook his head, "I just hated what his actions brought on us. The fact that because of him we all suffered so much, especially Will. If you were given the chance wouldn't you want to harm him? Harm Ian?"

Paul blinked a few times, really thinking about it. "Ian? Ian I wouldn't hesitate. What he did," Paul's face started scrunching up in anger, "He didn't deserve to live anymore. I don't care how sick he was."

"Then you can understand where I was coming from," Sonny turned on the couch, sitting on his knees.

"What happened with Ian," Paul argued, "It wasn't premeditated or Zach. But T, you and EJ sat down and decided it. Planned it."

"If Ian really did take Will you don't think one of us, you, me, EJ, Chad, Sami, one of us would have gone after them," Sonny insisted. "One of us at the very least would have decided to kill him."

Paul opened and closed his mouth a few times, reminiscent of a fish, but he couldn't deny it, "You're right. But that doesn't mean I have to like it. And Sonny the fact that you said you didn't even regret what you did worries me."

"I'm sorry but I don't," Sonny confessed. "I knew that sooner or later Stefano would have convinced T somehow to work for him. This way all of the people who were connected to the situation are gone. Will's going to be safe and I don't regret that.

"What I do regret though," Sonny continued reaching forward to take Paul's hand, "Is that I went behind your back to do it, that my decision hurt Will and hurt you. That I jeopardized our relationship.

"And I know that it's scary," Sonny squeezed Paul's hand, "I want to make sure that nothing ever happens like that again. That I don't put myself into a position where I try to do something like that again. So, if it's OK with you I want you to make sure that I don't become like my uncle."

"Oh trust me," Paul told Sonny with a small smile, "I'm not letting that happen."

Will sank onto an empty stool at the bar waving the smoothie guy away. He knew what Brian and Neil were up to. 'I'm not going to be interested in anyone else just because I'm here. And as mad as I am at Sonny and Paul I still love them. Even if they are stupid idiots.'

"Coming to see me again," Kyle asked with a smile as he set a glass of water down in front of Will.

"Thanks and actually," Will took a drink, "I was trying to escape someone."

"I see," Kyle nodded. "It wouldn't happen to be the guy over there glaring at me would it?"

Looking over his shoulder Will sighed, "Yeah. I guess he has a thing for me or something. It doesn't matter I'm taken."

"You are," Kyle asked smile on his face dropping. "Then why are you here?"

"It's pretty complicated," Will admitted shyly. "You probably don't want to hear it."

"Why don't you try me," Kyle said with a small smile.

"What about Will," Sonny asked carefully as he rubbed his thumb along Paul's wrist.

"I miss him," Paul acknowledged sadly, "It hasn't even been that long. It's weird being here without him." 'He's probably lying around missing us. Worrying about everything we told him.'

"I know," Sonny put his head on the back of the couch, "I just keep thinking about how he looked yesterday. He looked so crushed."

"He was crushed," Paul recognized. He knew Will had to have been. "We really didn't think things over before talking to him. We tend to do that a lot."

"We do," Sonny agreed. "We kind of just rush everything and forget to think about what happens after."

"Like when we decided to be with him," Paul remembered, "We wanted him so we got him and we didn't care about the consequences."

"Then so much happened at once," Sonny pointed out. "One thing after another and suddenly we were moving in together and everything go so complicated."

"I know that I love him," Paul confessed, "Just like I know that you do too. That isn't the problem though is it?"

"No," Sonny said quietly, "The problem is we keep hurting him without meaning to. And that so many things keep happening, keep getting in the way."

"My mom keeps messing with my head," Paul whispered, "She hates Will so much and she doesn't even know him. And every time I try to talk to her she just gives me all these insecurities."

Sonny figured as much. Paul had been so vocal about defending Will but the second his mom came around he shrank back. Sonny just wished Tori would go back to San Francisco. But Sonny knew that's what his mom and his uncle even were trying to do too.

"I think that's what my mom was doing," Sonny disclosed, "When I talked to her today. And Uncle Vic yesterday. I just don't understand why they all think this can't work. If we all love each other and are willing to work hard for it why can't we be together?"

"I don't know," Paul said miserably. The two sat together quietly for a few minutes. "Do you think you can put up with Will's family for the rest of your life? EJ and Sami always butting in?"

Sonny closed his eyes, "It won't be great but they aren't all bad. Remember Will's party? Minus Chad we had a lot of fun."

"We did," Paul nodded, "And now that Stefano is dead there will probably be less excitement for us to deal with."

"That's a good point," Sonny conceded. "Plus Will is pretty ticked at EJ for T and Gabi so at least for a little bit he'll be staying out of the way."

"And Sami and I were getting along," Paul admitted. "Now she's probably pissed at me again but it was nice for a while. She's not so bad when you're on her good side."

"I'm sure EJ must have some good qualities too," Sonny said with a nod. "And we can't exactly blame them for being so protective when we are too."

"Especially when we end up hurting Will so often," Paul added with a shake of his head. "What about Will's douchey friends?"

Recalling the screaming match he got into with Neil Sonny rolled his eyes, "We used to be friends with Neil, remember? Before he decided to go after Will."

"Yeah," Paul shrugged, "But we didn't have all those issues with him then."

"Maybe we could try to be nicer to him and Brian," Sonny said not sounding very convincing.

"We can try but I make no promises," Paul answered firmly. "Why Will hangs out with guys that want to sleep with him is beyond me."

"He said they don't want to anymore," Sonny reminded Paul, "We should trust him about it."

"I trust him plenty," Paul insisted, "But Neil has a history of talking Will into things he doesn't want."

"Will's been a lot better about that though, about needing direction," Sonny commented, "He hasn't called us Daddy in a while."

"Yeah, I kind of miss it though," Paul pouted.

Sonny laughed, "Of course you do. But it's probably better for Will in the long run that he doesn't need it so often."

"Things were easier when that was the only problem we had," Paul decided, "Trying to convince Will that wanting that was OK."

"I definitely never would have imagined anything that came after that weekend away," Sonny sighed while putting his head on Paul's shoulder.

"Me either," Paul lifted his arm so it was wrapped around Sonny.

"Wow," Kyle said blinking a few times and staring at Will. "You were right that was complicated."

"I told you," Will said as he finished his water. He didn't tell Kyle everything just the abridged version of his relationship with Sonny and Paul.

"So what exactly does being on a break even mean," Kyle leaned forward on his elbows, "Does that mean you're broken up?"

"I don't even know," Will shrugged, "They didn't tell me. They just decided we needed a break and that's it."

"They sound kind of stupid," Kyle confessed with a smile, "They definitely shouldn't have let you get away."

Will smiled awkwardly, "Thanks." 'Oh god, please don't hit on me.'

"So," Kyle stood up straight, "I think you might need this after all." He placed a shot glass in front of Will with a smile and started pouring.

"I'm really not supposed to," Will told him sheepishly.

"OK," Kyle said, "But I used a special vodka. I think you might like it."

Will pressed his tongue against the scar on his lips, 'One wouldn't hurt anything, right?' Before he had time to think about it any longer Will threw back the shot and blinked in surprise when it went down easily.

Licking his lips, chasing the flavor, Will said, "It tastes like cake."

"It's cake flavored vodka," Kyle showed Will the bottle. "It's like drinking dessert."

"I like it," Will decided.

"So we definitely want to be with Will," Sonny confirmed with a small smile gracing his lips.

"I know I do," Paul admitted, "I just want to make sure that things change a bit. I don't want to keep making the same mistakes and hurting him."

"I don't want that either," Sonny agreed. "I don't want to keep doing things where he has to forgive us. And going along with that I think we need to be honest with him a lot more."

"Yeah completely honest," Paul nodded. "And maybe, maybe we should try to spread some of our attention around a bit. I know that he got kind of insecure this week because we all had our own things going on but I think maybe that would be good for us. Make it even better when we do have time together."

"That's true," Sonny approved. "Maybe spend some time with our friends too not just Will's. Most of them don't even really know about any of this stuff."

"We were so focused on Will and our relationship we forgot about the rest of our life," Paul acknowledged. "I think that once we get to talk to Will again we can make things work. As long as he's willing to listen to us again."

"He will," Sonny knew. "He loves us too much not to. That's not the type of person he is."

Paul heard his phone beep a few times. Sonny moved away from Paul for him to reach his phone. Reading over the message Paul frowned, "You have got to be fucking kidding me."

"What," Sonny asked instantly, "What is it?"

Paul showed the message and the picture attached to it:

Guess where we took Blondie?

With it was a slightly blurry picture of Will on a dance floor with someone's hands lightly touching his hips.

Will laughed, swaying slightly on his stool, having had maybe a bit too many cake shots.

Kyle shook his head, "I definitely am regretting this now."

"Why," Will whined, "I feel awesome."

"Uh huh," Kyle asked, walking behind the bar and helping Will off the stool. "I think we need to find your friends and get you to bed."

"Your bed," Will asked harmlessly, "Because that wouldn't be a good idea."

"That would be a bad idea yes," Kyle laughed, "You are definitely a lightweight."

"I used to drink a lot when I was younger," Will informed him seriously, "Then I stopped and now it hits me really hard really fast."

"You should stick to water I think next time you come and see me," Kyle suggested, patting Will on the shoulder as he looked around for Will's friends.

"Yeah I should," Will nodded a few times before he started blinking, feeling a bit disoriented. "Hmm, I don't see Brian and Neil. I hope they aren't messing around in the bathroom."

"Would they really leave you here to do that," Kyle asked with a frown.

"Last time we were here they watched me blow my boyfriends in the bathroom so who knows," Will shrugged.

Wide eyed Kyle looked at Will before shaking his head, "I'm definitely not touching that one."

"Touching what," Will questioned innocently.

"Don't worry about it," Kyle sighed. 'Definitely shouldn't have given him the shots.'

"Hey," Neil said as he and Brian walked up, "Where have you been? We've seriously looked everywhere for you."

"Yeah," Brian agreed with an unhappy look on his face. "We turned around and you and that smoothie kid were gone. We thought something bad was happening to you. I scared the crap out of some couple in the bathroom when I kicked the door in."

"I was at the bar," Will announced loudly, pulling Neil into a big hug before doing the same to Brian.

"Why do you smell like a bakery," Brian asked as he grabbed Will's elbows and pushed him away slightly, relieved he was alright. 'Seriously never letting him go off on his own again.'

"I gave him a few vodka cake shots," Kyle told them nervously, "Now I'm seeing that was a big mistake."

"Yeah," Neil shook his head at Will. He would rather deal with a drunk Will than any of the terrifying scenarios he thought were happening when they couldn't find him, "You ready to go?"

"Yes," Will said as he clung to Brian's side.

"Thanks for watching him I guess," Neil told Kyle looking at him suspiciously.

"It was no problem," Kyle smiled good naturedly, "He's cute."

"I am," Will asked blinking his lashes up at Kyle through his glasses.

"Say goodbye," Brian said squeezing Will tightly, 'Looks like someone's smitten,' Brian mused.

"Oh," Will pouted a bit, "Bye! I'll come see you again for more desserts."

"See you," Kyle watched Will tipsily walk away with a wide smile before going back behind the bar.

"What was that," Neil asked Will as they got outside after getting their coats.

"Kyle," Will said plainly. "He's my friend now."

"Sure he is," Brian smirked, "I'm sure that's what he wants. Did you have fun tonight as a regular college kid?"

"I had cake and I danced and guys kept hitting on me," Will informed them very seriously. "It was weird, Bri. Can I call you Bri or is that a Neil only thing?"

"You can call me whatever you want, Blondie," Brian rolled his eyes.

"You didn't actually have cake though Will," Neil laughed, holding Brian's hand as Brian held Will against him.

"It tasted just like cake though," Will argued. "It was the best thing I've ever tasted."

"Better not tell your keepers that," Brian snickered.

"My who," Will didn't understand.

"Those dumbasses you're dating," Brian reminded Will.

"Oh yeah," Will pouted, letting more of his weight fall against Brian, "They are dumb aren't they?"

"Well duh," Neil admitted with a smile. "I've only been telling you this from day one."

"Because I'm a nice guy right," Will started talking rapidly, "And I had lots of offers tonight. And I do at school sometimes and, and they aren't going to be the only guys in the world that could want me right?"

"You do listen when we talk to you," Brian teased, "I'm so proud."

"But they just tossed me aside after they said they wouldn't," Will rambled, "After they promised me they never would. They said I was worth it and they would never leave me."

"Uh," Neil got the feeling Will was getting a bit worked up. He knew the dorms were closer than the mansion, 'Hopefully we can get him there before he breaks down completely.'

"And you said they would hurt me. Everyone said they would hurt me and I didn't listen to anyone," Will kept talking. Looking at the hand he was using to gesture wildly Will caught sight of the bracelet they gave him for his birthday. "They said forever and it barely lasted a week after that."

"Well," Brian said uncomfortably. "They didn't technically break up with you, right? They just want you to think about all this shit you're telling us."

"What if they do break up with me," Will stopped walking making Brian and Neil pause as well. "What will I do then?"

"You'll get over it," Brian promised. "You'll be hurt and upset but you'll move on."

"After EJ kills them," Neil said unhelpfully.

Will frowned at that, 'Oh god EJ would kill them.'

"I was just kidding," Neil said quickly.

"If they break up with me," Will dropped his head so he was looking at the ground, "I would have to see them together, wouldn't I? Together and happy without me, just like right now. Oh my god, they're happy without me aren't they? That's why they didn't talk to me yesterday or today."

"Uh technically," Brian started to say pulling out Will's phone, "You've got a lot of missed ca-"

"What if they were just using me to get over their problems like everyone said," Will started to panic. "What if now that they like each other again they don't want me?"

"That's not true," Neil tried to reassure Will, "I don't think that's true. As much as I don't get along with them and as much as we argue I know they care about you. They wouldn't do that to you."

"I'm gonna be alone and they're gonna be together," Will started tearing up, "And everyone's gonna see me as some stupid dumb whore again just like Paul's Mom does."

"Hey you aren't a whore," Brian scolded. "That's just ridiculous. A perfectly nice looking guy danced with you and you looked like you were afraid to catch his cooties."

Will sniffled as he looked around where they were standing. He recognized the location. 'This is where my mom set me up on a date with Neil,' Will remembered. 'Maybe I should have just been with Neil instead. Life would have been easier.'

"You alright there Blondie," Brian asked feeling concerned. He wanted tonight to be fun and carefree for Will. 'We shouldn't have made him dance with that guy. We should have kept him with us and away from the alcohol.'

Will turned around slightly, taking a few wobbly steps backwards. 'Neil's with Brian now. Maybe Brian and Neil could take care of me the way I want. They're always looking out for me. They want me, don't they?'

Neil didn't like the expression on Will's face, "What are you thinking?"

Will, seeing the alcove Neil pushed him against after their failed lunch date, where Sonny and Neil got into a fight, took another step backwards towards it forcing Neil and Brian to follow him.

"Just thinking about what life would have been like if I made different choices," Will said, trying to clear his head, hoping he didn't sound as drunk as he felt.

"Such as," Brian encouraged Will to continue. 'I guess now that he's started we might as well finish this breakdown.'

"If I would have had this instead," Will whispered, backing against the wall in the alcove, tilting his head up.

"Had what instead," Neil asked feeling a bit strange with the way Will was looking between them.

Will reached his arms out almost falling over he was so unbalanced. Brian stepped forward and steadied him. Licking his lips quickly Will moved his arms around Brian's neck and attempted to yank him down against his lips.

Lifting his eyebrows up Brian moved his head out of the way. Finally getting out of Will's surprisingly strong grip Brian put one hand over his mouth trying to ward Will off, "Blondie what the hell?"

"You two want to be with me so just be with me," Will said while struggling to reach out for Neil.

Neil blinked a few times, Will's lips barely grazing the side of his mouth before shaking his head, "Seriously Will we're not doing that." Neil took a few steps away and grabbed Brian's hand.

"But why," Will asked feeling his eyes beginning to sting again. "I thought, I thought that's what you two wanted."

Brian looked at Will sadly, "Blondie even if it was you're a little drunk right now. And you would definitely hate us in the morning."

"And we're together," Neil added, squeezing Brian's hand hoping he wasn't too upset it took him so long to pull away from Will. "And you're with Sonny and Paul."

Will slid down the alcove's wall and put his head against his knees, "Oh god they're going to hate me."

Neil and Brian sat down on the floor facing Will as they tried to comfort the suddenly sobbing boy.

Author's note:

The idea of Sonny and Paul having a long serious discussion while Will is off dancing and taking shots is really amusing to me for some reason. Idk.

Also while Will didn't technically kiss Neil or Brian the fact that he tried to probably won't go over so well with Sonny and Paul.

Please let me know what you thought and what you think should happen next.

Thanks for reading!

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