When Will emerged from sleep, Sonny's finger was caressing his arm. It was soft and thoughtful, as if Sonny was reflecting on a very deep subject and the answer was written on Will's body. He turned a sleepy frown toward his boyfriend, who was startled out of his contemplation, replacing his blank expression by a smile that made Will's entire day. They stayed that way, still and quiet, enjoying each other's sight.

Will felt he was waking up, not only from the night, but also from the sense-less state he had been in. Now he could feel the contrast between the warm sheets and the fresher air. Now he could notice the way the sun rays reflected on Sonny's dark hair, making it look like splash of silver. Now, he could smell the subtle scent still permeating the pillows, a mix of peppermint shampoo and something slightly bitter and sweet, that defined his boyfriend. It was comforting and a little arousing. But he couldn't do anything about that part, so he ignored the hungry look he could see in Sonny's eyes and rolled out of bed.

After all the impromptu cooking lessons, he was more of less able to prepare a simple breakfast, so he asked Sonny to take care of the coffee and had him sit down. There was an awful pop song playing on the radio, his nightclothes were too thin for the room temperature and the eggs were hell to break properly, yet he was much happier. He would never be the same, he guessed, but he had never been like everyone else, anyway, the absence of a father already ingrained in his bones. It hurt to think about him, though, so Will focused on the frying pan, determined to serve Sonny something edible.

"Mmm, I think my birthday cake was a case of beginner's luck. You still have a lot to learn, young Jedi..."

Will tried to tickle him in reprisal, but Sonny squirmed away, trapping Will in a firm embrace and stealing a kiss. He kissed him again and again, until Will open his mouth slightly. The second Sonny's tongue came in, Will panicked and pushed him away. Sonny looked shocked, but he quickly regained control and got up, still holding Will's hand.

"Sorry, sweetheart, you're hard to resist. So, what do you want to do today?

- I don't know. Aren't you opening the shop?

- I don't have to, yet. Now that you're... back in my life, I would like to spend the day with you."

Will sipped his coffee, savoring the flavor. Sonny was good at his job. But it was true that, before the accident, he was very busy with the shop. They could use a day just for themselves. He nodded.

They were getting dressed when Sonny's cell rang. :

"It's Chad. That's weird, it's his day off too. Do you mind?"

"No, it's okay, go ahead."

Sonny sat on the couch, frowning and pursing his lips.

"Thanks, man, but I don't think it's a good idea..."

Will sat next to him and gestured to the phone.

"Wait a sec, Chad... What is it honey?"

Will whispered, hoping Sonny would hear:

"I don't mind if he joins us. Could be fun."

Sonny's smile was radiant. It was so easy to please him, Will realized. And he forgave in an instant too. He watch him catch his phone and talk enthusiastically, nodding at something Chad was saying. Will felt a need arise. Something that didn't make sense and went against all his plans. But instead of fighting it, he decided to embrace it for the moment, let the idea settle in his mind. Maybe he would find a way, maybe it would be postponed for a very long time.

But it was a comfort to finally experience it, to have his emotions guide him instead of his mental barriers. One day, he was now sure, he would ask Sonny : "Do you want to live together?" He knew Sonny's answer of course. He would just need to accept that his mother and siblings could make it without him.

Chad was walking on eggs. Or at least until he understood that Will was okay, then he proposed they go see musician friends of his, help them prepare the set for their gig. Sonny accepted but insisted on taking two cars. They found themselves in an empty bar, with busy people laughing and teasing each other. Will liked it but he wouldn't do that every day. There was too much noise, too much silliness. He helped and listened to Sonny joking and making friends but after a while, he took him aside and explained he wanted to go home. Sonny nodded and said his good-byes.

"So, you see why I insisted on two cars?

- I do, thanks, it's very considerate.

- Welll... I'm glad we left too, I didn't plan to work all day. Some of these equipments weigh tons.

Will laughed:

- True. Why don't we go back to my mom's. We could sit in the backyard.

- Will you read to me?

- Sure. I think we could even take the lounges out.

- There are lounges?" Sonny sounded excited. Will felt the roles were now reversing, with him taking care of his man. It was so very important, to always have that balance.

He read to Sonny until he realized he had fallen asleep. So he stopped, closed his eyes and listened to the bird songs, his left hand in Sonny's.

Sami woke them up, apologetic. She asked Sonny to stay and have tea with them.

"Your sister is coming home tomorrow, it's official.

-Great! I'll make her her favorite cake then!" Sami smiled gently at Sonny's answer. Will was happy too, but more practical:

- How about Johnny and Syd?

- Well, their father said they could stay as long as necessary with him but I don't like the idea. What if they get used to it and don't want to come back?

- Mom...

- It could happen.

- No, you're their mother. They'd miss you too much and you know that. But maybe it's better if Allie is welcomed in a quiet house at first. That way we can make sure she's all right.

- Of course, Will." Sami looked grateful. Will wondered how she would deal. It didn't change much, in itself, except that Allie would stay home all the time.

- And now, about the funeral..." Will's heart clenched again. He had managed to keep the feelings on the side until then but he had to face it. Sonny took his hand and placed it on his knee. Will put his head on the strong shoulder, storing courage and love.