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“See, there’s the fun in making a Salmon Pasta Toss. It’s both delicious and easy, because the end result is most important when you’re just cooking for yourself.”
“What if you want to make it for someone else?”
At that, Sonny looks up in the doorway, and there’s Will, looking hopeful as he waits for Sonny’s answer.
Sonny decides to play it cool, sighing as he says, “I think it’s a little harder...” but at seeing the look on Will’s face, he adds, “But I think it’s still possible.”
Then Sonny remembers he’s supposed to be teaching a cooking class, and tries to get himself back on track. “Right, sorry. Where was I? I see some of you have already added your mushrooms and asparagus to the garlic. Don’t forget, some people like basil too--”
“Even before we ever met, I had a gut feeling about you. And once I saw that you were the guy with a lot of static, I wanted to be that force around you.”
Sonny almost looks hopeful at that, but he tries to get back on track, “Personally I love basil, I think it’s heavily underappreciated. Along with chicken broth.”
As he talks, Will gets closer, cutting Sonny off, “I love how whenever I’m close to you, you smell like cupcakes.”
At that, Sonny’s speechless, so Will goes on, “And I love how you’re always babbling about completely random things that somehow all makes perfect sense.”
Finally, Sonny has to ask, “I am? Cause I swear it feels like nobody ever understands me at all but--”
“Me.” Will finishes. “I always have.”
It takes everything in Sonny to not grab Will and kiss him, so he tries to back off one more time, “Jesus, I’m so sorry everyone. Where were we? With the Salmon Pasta and the linguine pasta.”
By then Will’s right next to Sonny, turning him to he can look him right in the eyes.
“I love your eyes.” And there’s no denying Will means it.
“And I even love...” for one heartstopping moment, Sonny thinks he’s going to say it, those three words he himself hasn’t worked up the nerve to say, not since Will dumped him.
But when WIll finishes with, “Your mom.” it’s like a block in Sonny’s chest comes loose, because whether Will knows it or not, that was the perfect thing to say.
And then they’re kissing, and all is right with the world.
