You huffed and wiped the sweat from your brow, feeling satisfied with the large block you had managed to carry down the hill. You looked down at your watch, a bit worried about your visitor. He seemed to be toughing it out, but you knew it must have been painful still.

It only made you more worried to think of the guy's family, they were probably looking for him...
You shook your head at the thoughts. You could interrogate him when you got home with the food, maybe chat over dinner. The thought of having a meal with someone else made you elated. Finally, someone to spend time with! Maybe, you were a bit too excited. But, it couldn't be helped. It was lonely in that house. You were glad to finally have someone come into your life.

The work gloves you were wearing slid off your hands easily, happy to be free of the work after the long day. With a huff, you looked to your [car] and smiled. Luckily, McD's was 24 hours.

XXXXX

You pulled into the driveway after a long drive, wrapping your sore hands around the bag of delights and passing into the house.
           "I'm home!" You announce, not expecting much, but to your surprise you heard a grunt from the other room followed by a short 'welcome back...'
It was a bit of a shock, but you were elated. Nobody had ever welcomed you back into the house since you moved out of your parents house. You had to admit, it was pretty nice. "I got the McDonald's~" You nearly sang, hanging up your jacket and shuffling over to him. "I hope you like mini apple pie. I also got some burgers..." the excitement in your low voice was barely contained. The man kept silent, the covers up to his nose as he inspected the bag and yourself. He seemed defensive. "Also," You started, looking at him square in his blue eyes. "What's your name? I don't know what I should call you, and I don't want to be rude..." You averted his eyes, the feeling of them watching you made you embarrassed. He shifted noticably, also looking away from you.
     "...Jeff..." He noted with hesitation present. This made you grin.
     "Cute name."
     "Don't call me cute." He seethed, glaring at you, but not pulling the blanket down.
     "But what if it's true?" You winked playfully, prying open the bag and popping open your nuggets and taking a long drink from your Dr.Pepper.
      "Shut up you cheeky bastard or I'll-!" He growled, sitting upright. But, before he finished his sentence he must have realized he had thrown his balled up fists onto his lap in his rage and the comforter with it. Jeff looked startled for a moment, looking down and immediately shooting his hands to his face, throwing himself recklessly into the covers. "DON'T LOOK OR I'LL KILL YOU!" He shrieked, muffled by the covers. You found it unbearably adorable that he was embarrassed to show you those deep cuts along his cheeks, not to mention that it made him look cute because it was cut into a smile, but you could tell he was obviously bothered by it.
        "Hey, now... no need to hide like that Jeff..." You used his name for emphasis. He refused to look at you. This only made you concerned for him further. Was the wound from the other night? No, it looked scarred, must have been awhile ago... You thought this to yourself while slowly pressing your cheek against the pile of cocoon and the small of his back. He tensed, but said nothing. "What a handful you are," you huffed. "I can't look at you OR tell you you're cute, what kind of guy are you making me out to be?" With a short sigh, you scooted him to the side so you could lay beside him.
You were aware of your clingyness, painfully aware, but that wasn't going to stop you. The two of you lay like that, unmoving until you heard the soft rumble of Jeff's stomach... "At least eat something, will you? Can't have all of this to myself cutie-" He whipped around quickly, but seemed to loose his strength because the smack on your face was half-hearted. He didn't remove it right away either, which prompted you to nuzzle it affectionately and hand him a burger. Jeff gave you a sharp glare once more before snatching the meal from you quickly.

Well, it's a step in the right direction...