Finn smiled and nodded happily. "Yep, I'll make sure I'm there before you have to leave." He assured him. It was actually kind of nice having plans, even if it was mainly plans to go to someone's house and do some cleaning... Still, he'd get to spend some time with Brock too, and that was enough for him to be happy with. He was a bit surprised when Brock hugged him, but he returned it with a soft squeeze... Was it strange that it really made him happy? Sure, kids at school gave them hugs fairly often, but... Well, it was a bit different just then, maybe because it was from a little boy that he really hoped he was helping right now in a way that just being a teacher he couldn't do.<br/><br/>He saw the pair off before heading to bed, noting that his phone was empty of messages for a change... Well, they had plans set for the following evening, more or less, so he supposed that Alex was content to leave it at that. He sighed, shaking his head before finishing his nightly routine and heading to sleep for the night. He lay in bed for a little while before dozing off, his mind wandering. There were plenty of things he figured he could do tomorrow to be helpful, things like checking what the pair kept in the house for food and perhaps giving a list of suggestions for the next time Chris went shopping. He also was sure there would be some cleaning with a little boy around the house, even if the male wasn't spending much time home the last few days.<br/><br/>For a change, he realized that he was just a bit... Excite for the weekend. When was the last time he had been? Not for a while. Usually, he spent it alone, and at most a few hours with Alex, but he couldn't say he was ever really excited for those hours, but clearly he never turned them down either. He flexed his fingers slightly, his wrist still having a soft ache, but he knew by tomorrow it would be just fine and the bruise would start to yellow and fade too, it wasn't that bad. He nodded to himself, content with how things were going, rather he was honestly happy... It had been a while since he'd gone to sleep with a small smile on his lips.<br/><br/>The following morning he did as promised, waking early and after pulling on a simple long-sleeved shirt and pair of jeans he was soon out of the house. The other's house wasn't too far, but he did decide to take the bus rather than walking the whole way, and he arrived with perhaps fifteen minutes before Chris had said he needed to leave. He had brought his bag just in case he had the time to spare for some work of his own though he doubted he would. He rang the doorbell and waited patiently for the other to answer, a smile lighting his face when he did. "Good morning." He greeted happily. He idly wondered how long he'd be able to do this for, but he would gladly help as long as he was allowed to.