Will walked around in the furniture store, embarrassed. They were looking at bed frames and mattresses and Sonny was lying on each one to test them out, gesturing to Will to join him. Will blushed and carefully sat on the edge of one of the firm mattresses.

"You've got to lie on them, sweetheart. You can't compare correctly otherwise." Will tried to, but they were too many people around. He swallowed and whispered:

- Can I trust you with this? I don't feel comfortable..." Sonny sat too, his hungry eyes on Will's lips. Then, he looked up and said:

- OK, sure. We'll try it tonight, then." Will looked around in alarm. Sonny chuckled and jumped on his feet. "This one is too soft. It feels like drowning. You like average or very firm?"

Soon, it was time for Sonny to leave for work. He took Will to a secluded corner of the shop and kissed him. Will sighed, content. He walked back tot he bed frames and chose one in wood with a simple design. It looked a little childish, he guessed, but he liked it.

He went to the bedding section and looked around for sheets. He found a light blue, like the sky and found a comforter cover with a pattern of birds. The total was a much lower price than what Sami had agreed to. Maybe, he could buy a bedside table... or two. He could picture Sonny reading a book and laying it next to him before cuddling with Will. He really had tame fantasies. It was enough to make him blush again, though.

He took back everything in his car and spent the rest of the afternoon taking every part upstairs, then on his knees, assembling the pieces.

He was putting the sheets on when his door opened and a troupe of little feet stormed in and started jumping on the mattress. The bed proved solid and a few tickles had his siblings running away, screaming. He sat on the new comforter, exhausted. His bedroom looked very different, more grown-up. It was a difficult transition. The same tree was holding out the same branch outside the window, but the nest in it was mirroring the new cozy shelter Will had just created for him and his boyfriend.

He heard voices downstairs, Sami's tone all excited and walked down hurriedly, wondering if she was going out with Rafe and had forgotten to tell him.

Sonny was seated in the kitchen, drinking a beer. Will, who had no idea there was beer at his place, sat down and received an alcooled kiss. He swiped his mouth to get the foul taste off and Sonny whined softly. Sami laughed:

"You two are so cute. Have a good night, I'm turning in."

"So" Sonny said suggestively, his eyebrows comically raised "...this bed...?"

- Which bed?" asked Will. He had succeeded at sounding serious as Sonny looked taken aback.

- You didn't buy it?

- Yes, I did.

- So you… what? Waited for me to do all the manual work?

- What if I did?" Sonny's pout looked genuine. Will felt almost bad for teasing him. He got up and hold out a hand.

- Let's go to my room, no time to waste."

Sonny followed him, noiselessly. Will pushed his door, inspecting Sonny's face, catching the look of surprise and relief. Strong hands circled his waist and he was thrust on the bed, Sonny pinning him down.

"You're a dork.

- You like it.

- I do." Sonny whispered, catching Will's lips with his own. They kissed lazily, with Will interrupting a few times to ask Sonny what he thought. He got unfocused answers until Sonny moved the comforter away and smiled "I love this color.

- Sky blue?

- Will's eyes blue. The best one ever.

They made love all night. Will was surprised at his own libido. Each time got better. He had to bite his lips not to shout. The sex was also getting more meaningful. It left his body grateful and filled with warmth. Sonny was getting sleepy, but each time he felt Will's skin move against him, he opened his eyes and seduced him again.

They overslept so much they got up for lunch. The kids were playing in the garden and Sami shot them a knowing look. She stopped when Will glared and gestured to the table. They helped silently. Sonny was putting his hand over his mouth regularly, to hide his yawn. Will felt his heart melt at the sight.

After the meal they got up again and napped. Will woke up with a start, realizing he hadn't done his work for college yet. Sonny stayed with him but his incessant pecks along Will's neck proved too distracting. Will sighed. Even after the other day, he hated confrontation.

"Sonny, you know I love you?

- Yessss?" another kiss and a hand under Will's shirt. Will shook it off.

- I can't concentrate like this." Sonny put his head on Will's shoulder.

- I know. I'll leave you to it. Where will we sleep tonight?" Will stared at him, then said, shyly

- Can we go to your place? The children hate waking up early on Mondays, it takes forever to get them ready and I have an important lecture." Sonny's eyes were soft.

- Anything you want. I love you. And I love the new bed. Now I want to change mine."

Will's head must have moved because Sonny asked as he got up

- You think I shouldn't?" Will took a quiet breath.

- It's where you and I first...

- Oh! Yes that's too good a memory, so I'll keep it for now.

Will didn't finish his assignment in time. He took his notes with him and ran to Sonny's place. When he closed the door, he looked around. It felt like home. A second one. A different one where he could be more confident and more important.

Sonny was coming out of the shower. His hair glimmered with little drops that fell on his chest and the towel beneath. Will's throat constricted. What had happened? How come he had found such a beautiful, great guy? There was a little voice in his head warning him 'It's too good to be true. He'll turn up awful, or he'll get bored...'

Sonny's lips quieted the voice but Will was too tired to go further. He yawned and so did Sonny. They smiled at each other and walked to the bedroom.

There were changes in there. Will looked around, trying to find what. There was a second bedside table near the bed. Will recognized it as one of the stool of Sonny's kitchen. There was a plank laid on the top and a black lamp, the kind you found on work sites. Sonny was shuffling his foot awkwardly.

"I'm sorry it doesn't look like much but in your bedroom, you had one for me... It's Sunday so I couldn't go buy a new one yet..." Will put his notes on the plank and started taking his clothes off. He would push his exhaustion aside.

On Wednesday night, Sonny searched through Will's CD collection. Will looked out from his computer where he was busy writing something about the flock of birds he had just witnessed on the bus drive home.

"What are you looking for?

- You remember the singing lesson you gave me? I'd like to catch up on that." Will smiled and closed his laptop.

- I had forgotten that. Sit down. I'll choose." Sonny grinned. He looked at the laptop lid and asked:

- Will you let me read what you write one day? If it is as good as your letter or as you review, I'm sure I'll love it." Will couldn't help the shaking of his head.

- What if you don't? Those are just drabbles, there's no story." Sonny sat on the bed and said gently:

- I won't laugh, you know. I'll wait until you're ready. So what song shall we try? The Bohemian Rhapsody?" He winked. Will laughed and slid a CD in the player.

- Maybe later... Like way later. It's kinda out of your league at the moment.

- Like you?

- Not really. I don't know what you see in me but you could find better...

- Will..." Sonny's tone was serious. Their eyes met. Sonny's mouth opened, then closed it. He lay down on the comforter and said jokingly:

- Never met such a good singing teacher before. One who learns directly from the birds. Come on, let's start."