Plenty of time to be mad after the bond's broken, right? Making his own frustrated grunt, Eliot closed he cartons and brought them all over to the couch.

"Help me move the coffee table," he said so he could just place everything within easy grabbing distance. "Why'd you order so much anyway?"

But he did greet the smile with a slight one of his own and yeah, he wasn't actually angry either. Still thought Dean was a stubborn idiot for taking such a risk, but perhaps somewhere in Eliot he was a little flattered that Dean had this unshakable trust for him.

Also, he was starting to get nervous about tonight such that he hoped watching tv with Dean would distract him from.