Today had been a weird day. He had a hard time even looking at Will today without blushing and dropping his gaze from his and he had hardly even spoken. Truth be told, he was scared. What he had done last night, in retrospect, seemed wrong, if only because he didn't know that it was something Will would have done if he wasn't trapped in teen town. And his dad had noticed his oddness. He had asked him several times what was wrong and he shook his head and shrugged giving the typical teen answer, "Nothing." Eventually he had made up some crap story about being nervous about his date with Blue, but that couldn't have been further from the truth.
And now that they were in this room in the infirmary, the cure in Will's hand waiting for him to down it, he was even more terrified. What if Will was angry? What if he told his dad? James would flip out and he was honestly scared of what the other man would do to him. He had a temper, after all. Even worse, what if Will hated him, felt like he'd taken advantage of him, and never spoke to him again? He was biting his nails as he waited, watching him with bated breath.