Finn entered the apartment and his companion followed, locking the door behind them as was the norm. "Taking work home now?" The man, Alex, asked. Finn sighed, heading to the kitchen and getting himself a glass of water. "Something like that. Taking on a part-time job for a few weeks, so I'll be busy." He explained calmly, though unlike with Chris he didn't smile or put warmth into his voice. He was quieter, more subdued... maybe just a little more... "himself". He sipped his water as he heard the male shove the blankets aside on the couch to sit, and he knew that he couldn't simply stay in the kitchen so he eventually joined him, sitting down as the cartoons continued on the tv.<br/><br/>"And this weekend?" Alex asked, tone hard, to which Finn shook his head. "Weekends too, but I'll let you know." He stated, knowing that he was probably annoying him with the change in schedule, he always got annoyed when things changed he'd found. It was then that his phone buzzed and he remembered that he'd told Chris to send him the address, but even though he didn't move to check it he felt the other's eyes glaring at him and he sighed. "He's just giving me the address, want to read it?" He asked, and he knew the answer simply by the other's expression and so he retrieved the phone and showed him.<br/><br/>Alex tried to snatch the device but Finn pulled it away, he didn't want him texting something weird to Chris, the other male didn't need that. "Like I said, an address." He said flatly, but before he knew it he was roughly pushed down to the couch on his side and he felt a hand gripping his wrist so hard that the button on his sleeve cuff was biting into his skin. He winced, but Alex didn't let up, they both knew he didn't plan to. There was a long, tense silence between them before there was a hand on his jaw forcing him to meet the other's eyes. He did so, calmly, and after some more moments he was released, though he didn't move to sit up. "I'll come to get you after your "work" on Saturday." Alex finally stated, righting himself and leaving the apartment just like that... It was always like this with him, brief, quiet... And often a bit too heavy-handed.<br/><br/>Finn sighed as the door shut and he slowly sat up, rubbing his wrist and then touching his jaw... He'd probably be sore tomorrow, but he was at least sure that his jaw wouldn't bruise from only that, and he kept his wrists hidden anyway. He finally sent a text back to Chris and thanked him for the address and wished him a good night before heading to shower and then to bed... At least Alex seemed to have agreed that the couldn't take up Finn's night during the week, and so he was able to head to his bed alone.<br/><br/>The following day Finn acted wholly normal once at work. As expected his face hadn't bruised at all, though it still ached a little when he ate, and while there were marks on his wrist they weren't visible with his shirt and so he wasn't concerned. The afternoon went as planned as well, this time heading home with Brock right after school since he'd thought ahead just in case and picked up extra groceries the night before, and so after finishing up his homework the pair made some stirfry together, though admittedly there wans't a whole lot Brock could do with that other than measure out some rice for them and a few other little things, but the boy didn't seem to mind.<br/><br/>They had more or less followed the same routine as the previous day, though the child didn't seem nearly as tired, and so he found a pack of playing cards and the pair played a rather interesting game of go fish seeing as Finn very much let the other win every hand. When the knock came to the door just on time he smiled, going to answer and offering Chris a welcoming grin. Brock was soon up and hurrying over to greet his father as well, telling him all about his winning streak as Finn chuckled before heading to get the boy's things packed and the containers of food for his father. He was careful of his arm, the ache still present, but it was nothing that he couldn't handle, and he was soon handing over the two bags to the boy's father. "Homework is all finished for the weekend, and your dinner's in there. I added extra just in case for you tomorrow." He said with a warm voice. For Finn nothing was actually different, so he had no issue acting just the same as before.