Hiya sexy people. This is a new WilSon story brought you by the fabulous Allie and myself. It was ALL her idea, I just did bad things with the boys. ;) But in all honestly, this chick is a boss ass bitch and we are hermit besties for life. And if you don't know what that is, be grateful because it means you're probably still sane… so congrats!

All the credit for this story idea goes to her. Seriously.

This will be a multi-chaptered fic so be sure to put it on alert if you like what you read. Hope you stick around for the long haul.

Love y'all!

WARNING: Boys enjoy other boys.

DISCLAIMER: It's not mine. It's not Allie's. It's NBC's. Those greedy bastards.

xx

Will rolled his neck, swinging his head side to side slowly. The tension made his muscles tight and he took in a few deep breaths, attempting to calm the thoughts racing through his mind.

"Uhm, excuse me? Could I please have your autograph?"

Will turned, facing the teenaged girl with a smile, "I'd love to. What's your name sweetheart?"

The girl blushed wildly, "Uhhh… I'm uhm. Payton."

Smiling widely, Will took the permanent marker from her grasp and scribbled his signature on the poster she held.

"Did you have fun tonight Payton?"

The girl nodded wildly and she displayed a mouthful of braces, "Ohmygod yes! It was amazing. Wait til I tell my friends I met you!"

Will chuckled softly, "You want a picture too or are you good with the poster?"

Payton looked dangerously close to passing out at the thought of a picture with the star and she nodded frantically again, "That would be so awesome. MOM!"

A woman with blonde hair stepped forward and raised her brows, "Guess I'm up?"

Will grinned and wrapped an arm around the shaking teen, posing for his millionth picture of the day.

Stepping back, Payton grinned wildly and began spouting thank you after thank you.

Will held up his hands and smiled, "It was my pleasure, thanks for coming. Have a good night guys."

The duo turned, walking away as they chattered a mile a minute. Will smiled, thankful for the fans that allowed him to live his dream.

He headed back towards his tour bus, well aware that he needed his rest so he could go out and perform again tomorrow night.

Climbing onto his massive home away from home, he shot a grin at the driver and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

"Will? The crew just finished packing the semis and we're all gassed up and ready to go. Anything you need before we take off?"

Will sighed and smiled at his tour manager, "Three days of solid sleep? You got that in your fancy phone?"

Troy shook his head and took the seat next to Will, quickly tapping out a message on his iPhone. The bus started and Will burrowed deeper into the couch.

"You looked good out there today kid."

Will frowned, "Seriously, stop calling me kid. You know I hate that."

Troy shrugged his shoulders and grinned, "That's why I do it. You need someone to keep you on your toes."

Will laughed and shoved the man lightly, "Ass. Okay, I'm gonna go crash. Find me a gym for tomorrow."

Troy nodded seriously, "Will do. Night man."

"Night."

Will hopped in the shower and quickly washed away the lingering scent of sweat that clung to his skin. Thank goodness he had his own bedroom and bathroom on the bus. It was basically the only way he managed to stay sane.

Climbing out of the shower, Will wrapped a towel around his waist and padded softly to his bed. Dropping the towel, he climbed between the sheets, too tired to bother with clothing of any kind.

He drifted off to sleep, dreaming of guitars and gorgeous brown eyes.

xx

Will awoke to the sound of his loud-mouthed tour manager pounding on his door, "Dude. Get your ass up! Car leaves in twenty for the gym."

Groaning loudly, Will rolled over in bed and risked a glance at the clock next to his bed.

8:06 am. Bastard.

Troy knew he hated mornings. That's why his tour schedule worked out so perfectly. He was up late and could sleep in all he wanted.

Except for today.

Climbing out of bed, Will rustled through his dresser, pulling on a clean pair of boxers and some athletic shorts.

He ripped the door open to his bedroom and went searching for the man who had interrupted his slumber.

"You're a total dick, you know that, right?"

Troy didn't even look up from his phone, "Morning to you too sunshine." He tossed an apple in Will's direction and the blonde caught it easily, taking a bite out of the juicy fruit.

"So where are we?"

Troy glanced up, "Chicago. The windy city baby. Jess will take you to the gym, don't punch any walls."

Will snorted and gave his manager a one fingered salute as he walked back to the bathroom.

Quickly brushing his teeth and grabbing a cutoff tee, Will turned his room upside down looking for his iPod and headphones.

Sticking his head out into the hallway, Will hollered at Troy, "Where's my fucking iPod?"

"Out here on the table you dipshit."

Will sighed and walked back towards the front of the bus. His iPod and a bottle of water were lying on the table and he shot the man a grateful smile, "Thanks dude."

A knock at the door interrupted any smart ass response Troy had and he stood, going to see who was on the other side.

A petite redhead was leaning against the bus and she scooted inside as soon as Troy pulled the door open.

Tackling Will with a big hug, Jess bounced excitedly as soon as she released the blonde, "Let's go get our workout on bitch."

Will laughed loudly and grabbed the two items off the table, "You are as crazy as they come Jess."

The girl smiled widely, "Damn straight. Think we'll find you a Chicago cutie to bone?"

Will groaned, "Would you please shut up? I don't need to bone anyone. I'm focused on my music."

Jess rolled her eyes and tugged on Will's hand, "And the pope is Catholic."

Will's brow furrowed, "What does that have to do with anything?"

Jess grinned, "I'm sorry; I thought we were stating boringly obvious facts."

"Ass."

The redhead's smile widened, "You know you love me. Let's bounce bro."

Will followed Jess out of the bus to the rental car waiting nearby. She slid into the driver's side and Will hopped into the passenger seat.

"Please tell me it's not that far away… I might fall back asleep before we get there."

Jess punched a few buttons on the built in console, "GPS clocks us in at fifteen but with traffic who the hell knows. Sleep tight princess."

Will reclined his seat slightly and flipped Jess off in regards to her last comment.

Jess whined quietly, "Seriously Will, you're gonna fall asleep on me? What a lame ass."

Will groaned and turned towards the feisty redhead as she pulled away from the curb, "Can it short stack, I'm missing out on valuable snooze time."

Muttering to herself, Jess didn't respond, instead cranking the stereo up, effectively thwarting Will's sleeping notion.

Twenty loud minutes later, Jess pulled into a parking lot and Will scanned the area quickly, thankful that the paparazzi didn't seem to be on the premises.

Throwing the rental in park, Jess turned the car off and bounced out, halfway to the entrance before Will had even unbuckled.

She made a show of checking her 'watch' and Will slowed his pace, just to piss her off even further.

"Jesus Will. I'm gonna be gray before you even make it up the steps."

Will stuck his tongue out as he slipped out of the car; slamming the door and quickly catching up with Jess.

Ever the gentleman, he held the door open as she stepped inside and parked herself in front of the desk in the foyer.

The dark haired man at the desk looked up, flashed a wide smile and Will nearly fainted. The man was swoon-worthy. He had dark brown eyes that we're entirely too familiar and yet managed to be a total mystery at the same time.

And Jess certainly took note of the blonde's reaction.

She elbowed Will harshly in the side and he grunted, taking a step away from the petite firecracker.

"Hi there handsome, we need two guest passes."

The brunette nodded and typed something into the computer, "Names?"

"Jessica Burke and Will Horton."

The typing stopped and the dark haired god's head snapped up in recognition.

Will smiled, "Uh, hey?"

Jesus, way to be smooth Horton.

Jess snickered quietly and turned her attention back to the front desk attendant, "So now that you know us, what's your name sweet cheeks?"

A nervous smile spread across his face and Will thought it was the cutest damn thing he'd ever seen, "I'm Jackson, but everyone calls me Sonny."

Will stuck his hand out and melted at Sonny's warm touch, "Nice to meet you Sonny."

Sonny's cheeks darkened, "Uh, I um. Yeah, you too. I like you. I uhm, mean, I like your music." He didn't let go of Will's hand and the blonde found that he didn't really mind.

Jess cleared her throat and Sonny severed the connection immediately.

Sonny quickly printed out two guest passes and Will reached for his wallet, but Sonny waved it off.

"Please, it's on the house. Let me know if you guys need anything."

Jess smiled, "Actually, there is one thing."

Will arched a brow; sure that she had something up her sleeve.

Sonny grinned, "What's that?"

"Do you do personal training?"

Sonny scouted the gym, searching for someone, "Yes, Jake over there is our lead trainer. I can see if he's free."

Jess shook her head, "No thanks. What I meant was; do you do personal training?"

Sonny's cheeks reddened and Will wanted to shove Jess to the ground and smother her with a pillow.

"Yeah, I'm on desk duty right now but I would love to set you up with Jake, he's a phenomenal trainer."

Sonny stood, stepping around the side of the desk and Will was surprised that a trail of drool didn't begin immediately. The man was built.

Jess pressed a soft hand to Sonny's chest and she gasped quietly, feeling the muscles ripple under the thin shirt.

"That's okay. Will just needs someone to kick his ass from time to time. No worries, we'll get it figured out."

Sonny's eyes flicked to Will who was gaping at Jess blatantly.

Smiling sheepishly, Will followed as Jess strutted away, whispering feverishly in her ear, "What the actual fuck was that?"

Jess snickered quietly, "I guarantee you have a new trainer in about thirty seconds."

Will groaned, grabbing a towel from the shelf and striding angrily over to the treadmill. Jess followed and hopped on to the one next to the superstar.

"Oh don't get your panties in a wad, you want that D, don't even try to deny it."

Will looked around frantically, "Jessica Hope Burke shut your fucking mouth. He's probably not even gay."

Sonny stepped up next to the treadmill at that precise moment, "Who's not even gay?"

Will's stride faltered and he narrowly avoided face planting on the stationary runway.

Righting himself, Will didn't answer the question, instead bumping the incline up and increasing the speed slightly.

Sonny made a soft sound and reached across, increasing the incline more and decreasing the speed.

"We'll start with some interval training and then some free weights and resistance exercises. What's your max dead lift and bench press?"

Will huffed quietly, turning to look at Sonny while concentrating on anything but the burning in his calves, "I thought you were on desk duty?"

Sonny frowned slightly, "I can go get Jake if you'd prefer to work with him."

Will groaned, "Fuck, sorry. That came out wrong."

Sonny smiled, "Just giving you a hard time Will."

Unable to focus on Sonny's gorgeous smile and running, Will opted for the treadmill. The last thing he needed was to become attached to someone when he was leaving the city in 12 hours.

Sonny punched a few buttons and the incline rose as the speed increased as well.

Will cursed softly, "Fuck, I'm not made for distance bro."

Jess piped up from her treadmill next door, "Yeah, he's way better at stamina."

Sonny choked on his sip of water and Will reached out blindly, swatting at Jess.

She punched the stop button and squirmed out of his reach, heading back towards the bosu balls.

Sonny decreased the incline to 1 and dropped the speed to a cool down, allowing Will to catch his breath.

He panted softly, "Sorry about her…"

Sonny shrugged, smirking at Will, "Was she right?"

Will was grateful his face was already red from exertion because otherwise he would have been colored from embarrassment.

"I uh…"

Sonny's cheeks darkened and he held a hand up to his mouth, "Oh fuck. I did not mean to say that out loud. Jesus, you must think I'm some kind of perv."

Will shook his head with a laugh and groaned in relief as Sonny hit the stop button, "No worries."

Wiping his face with the towel, Will followed Sonny as he led them to an empty room.

"What's this?"

Sonny looked around, "Oh, we do all our personal training sessions in private."

Will arched a brow, "Dude. That totally sounds like a line."

Sonny waved his hands wildly, "It's not! I swear. God, I don't think I could possibly shove my foot any further down my throat right now."

Will grinned, "Just giving you shit. Okay Mr. Trainer, get to training."

Sonny, thankful for a sudden subject change grabbed a pair of free weights and began instructing and critiquing Will's form as he worked through a series of upper body strengthening exercises.

An hour later Will collapsed on the floor, his chest heaving and drenched in sweat.

He looked up at Sonny, eyeing the brunette with a certain amount of respect and distaste, "Are you a sadist?"

Sonny laughed, "Only on days that end in 'y'."

Will chuckled softly in response, taking the offered hand from Sonny. He pulled himself up with some slight assistance and reached for his water, downing it in one go.

Holding up a fist, Will bumped his hand against Sonny's and gave the man a bro hug, "Seriously, thanks for the ass kicking. It's hard to keep up with fitness when you're on the road 300 days out of the year."

Sonny shrugged, "Look me up anytime you're in Chicago, I'd be happy to kick your ass."

Jess strolled in with a smile on her face, "Now that sounds promising, Will did you tell him that you love it when…"

She trailed off as Will clapped a hand across her mouth, muffling the rest of the sentence.

Sonny let out an amused chuckle, "Did you manage to find everything okay?"

Jess smiled and nodded mischievously, "Oh yes, Jake was very helpful."

Sonny nodded, "Glad to hear it. So pleased you guys were able to stop by. You're welcome any time you happen to be in the windy city."

Jess grinned, "Oh I have a feeling we'll be back."

Will shook his head in agreement and held a hand out to Sonny, "Definitely, thanks for everything man."

Maybe it was Will's hopeful imagination but he swore Sonny's touch lasted longer than any normal handshake should have.

Staring at their joined hands, Will traced his thumb across the strong tanned skin of the trainer.

Jess coughed loudly and Will nearly socked her, she was such a little shit.

"Will, be a dear and go grab me another towel please."

Will went without protest, well accustomed to Jessica's strange ways.

Jess turned and pointed a threatening finger at the trainer, "Okay dude. First things first, are you team lady business or team do it with dudes?"

Sonny coughed loudly and looked around; attempting to escape the wrath of the pint sized redhead.

"Uhm, what the hell are you talking about?"

Jess stomped her foot, "Jesus Christ, are you gay or not?"

Sonny's brow furrowed, "What? Why the hell does it matter?"

Jess sighed, "So that's a yes. Alright princess don't get your tutu all bunched up, I won't tell anyone if you're not out but you need to be careful."

Sonny was completely taken aback by this loud mouthed child-sized person, "You're freaking crazy."

Jess smiled, "Thank you sweetie. But seriously, if you're not out… Don't even think about Will ever again. We've been down that road before and I will do everything in my fucking power to stop it from happening again."

Shrugging, Sonny decided to stop her before her rant went any further, "I'm out, so calm your tits. What do you mean you've been down this road before?"

Jess didn't get an answer as Will strolled back in and threw the towel in her direction. She caught it easily and threw Sonny one more serious glare before backing out of the room and leaving the two alone.

Will arched a brow, "Let me guess… You just got the third degree? Full name? Date of birth? Social security number? Ninth grade report card? What'd she hit you with?"

Sonny laughed, "She asked me if I played for team lady business or team do it with dudes…"

Will slapped a hand over his face, "She's so fucking fired."

Grinning, Sonny peeled the hand away from Will's beet red cheeks, "It's okay, I kind of get where she's coming from. She just cares about you."

Will snorted, "Yeah, says the guy who just got a full interrogation on which team he plays for."

Trying to look innocent and not the least bit interested, Will piped up again, "By the way, would you like to share your answer?"

Sonny laughed and raised his brows, "Why? You wanna know?"

Will shrugged nonchalantly, "Just trying to gather all the facts so I can properly ream Jess later."

"I'm about as straight as a wet spaghetti noodle." Sonny grinned, watching Will's face as his brain processed the bizarre statement.

Will's inner self started breakdancing as he attempted to keep his features schooled into a cool smile.

"Well I've certainly never heard it put quite like that."

Sonny grinned, "Yeah, probably not."

Jess stuck her head back in the doorway, hollering at Will, "Hey princess get a move on, we've got sound check in an hour and half and you smell like you fell in elephant shit."

Will groaned and headed towards the doorway with Sonny close behind. He stopped suddenly and turned to face the man, "What're you doing tonight?"

Sonny's brow furrowed and he shook his head, "Uhm, nothing. Why?"

Will grinned, "Come to my show?"

Sonny's cheeks darkened and he smiled shyly, "Wow, really?"

Jess made her presence known once again, "Gag me. Let's get a move on Romeo."

Will flipped Jess off and she returned the favor before heading out to the car.

Nodding, Will repeated the statement, "I'm serious, come to the show tonight. I'll leave you two tickets at will call and you can bring someone."

Sonny grinned widely, "Oh my god Will. Thank you, that'd be amazing."

Will blushed and shrugged, "No biggie, just have some fun."

Sonny thought about the way Will danced while was on stage and he had no doubt that he was going to have the time of his life.

The duo made their way out to the foyer and Jess laid on the horn, indicating that she was done waiting while Will was busy getting his flirt on.

"So uh, I'll see you tonight."

Will grinned, "I hope so, I try to get out and meet some people after the show if time allows."

Sonny was in way over his head; Will's life was entirely different from his.

Holding his hand out again, Sonny waited for the soft touch of Will to graze against his palm. Only it didn't happen, as the blonde pulled him in for a quick hug, brushing his lips against the shell of his ear and whispering, "Please come tonight."

And he'd placed the emphasis on the word come and Sonny's cock certainly didn't think he was talking about the concert anymore.

Will breezed through the front door with a little wave and Sonny stood dumbstruck for a few moments before waving back and then turning back towards the front desk.

Jake stood there with a smirk plastered on his handsome face, "So looks like you had a good session, huh Kiriakis?"

Sonny's cheeks darkened as he heard Will's voice echoing in his head, "Shut up."

Holding his hands up in surrender, Jake walked away and Sonny couldn't stop the ridiculous smile that stretched across his face.

Oh he couldn't wait until tonight.

OMG. THAT WAS SO LOOOOOOONG. Seriously, idk how you guys are still here.

Anywhos. We hope you liked it. I say we because Miss Allie is a HEEEEUGE part of this little baby.

Please review or Sonny'll make you do push-ups.

xx

P.S. I would totally do push-ups if I had a beefed up Sonny Kiriakis looking over my shoulder.

P.P.S. That P.S. was a total lie. I'd just drool and stare.

P.P.P.S. Thanks for sticking with us sweets!

P.P.P.P.S. I'm still a review whore. Get on it. ;)