Reader x Grossman - Chapter 2: Dinner and a Show

You place the groceries on the kitchen table along with a bag of things you grabbed from your dad’s apartment that you’d need to stay for the next few days. You hum happily as you put all the things that needed to be refrigerated away. Then you gather up all the cook wear you’ll need to make dinner. “He said steak and potatoes, so I’ll use the stove top grill for the steaks and the oven for the potatoes.” You set up the grill and light it up. Then you turn on the oven to preheat. Next you start on washing the potatoes. You continue to hum happily until you find yourself humming “Pop Goes the Weasel”. You wonder for a moment why that stupid ice cream truck music is stuck in your head.

Once the potatoes are clean and wrapped in foil you place them on a tray and slip them in the oven for a half hour. Then you focus on the steaks. “I wonder how he likes his. I forgot to ask. Oh well. Medium well should work fine, and if he wants it well done I’ll just put it back on for a bit when he gets here.” After you place the steaks on the grill you wash the raw meat juice off your hands. While they are cooking you grab the can of green beans you bought and empty it into a small pot. You add some butter and sit it on the stove, but you decide to wait to heat it until the other food is done. While the steaks and potatoes are cooking you decide to start work on your no bake cheese cake.

When the potatoes are done you take them out and set them aside to cool. Then you pop your cheese cake in the fridge to chill. The steaks were done too, so you turned on the heat under the green beans and gave them a few stirs to mix in the butter. As the green beans finish heating you hear a car pull in next door. You glance at the clock. “He’s a bit early. I guess he really wanted to get back for dinner.” You giggle as you turn off the heat and grab the butter and sour cream from the fridge.

You decide you’ll go let him know dinner is ready in just a minute. You wanted to go ahead and set the table. You clear off all your extra things and start putting out the food. Then you set up the plates and silver wear. Next you grabbed a couple of wine glasses and the bottle from the fridge, and just as you were turning around to set them down you were scared by a man in a white, long nosed, mask and brown jacket. “SHIT!” You almost dropped the things you were holding, but he caught them as he laughed at you.

“Oh my God,” he laughed as he sat the items on the table and removed his mask. “You shoulda seen your face, (insert name)! That was priceless!” He pulled the grey hood down to reveal his messy blond hair and took off his jacket.

“Oh,” you sighed. “It’s just you Will. Why in the hell are you wearing that creepy Halloween mask?” You take his jacket and head to hang it by the front door.

“It’s not a Halloween mask,” he chuckled as he shoved the mask into the pocket of his hoodie. “It’s for my job. Kinda hard to explain really. I guess you could say it’s just a gimmick for my business.” He sits down and looks over the food. “Man! It all looks so delicious!”

“I’m sure it will taste even better.” You come back into the kitchen and join him at the table. You pop open the bottle of wine and poor some into each glass. “So, what exactly do you do for a living?”

“Oh…. I’m a…. I make furniture and deliver it to people who buy it.” He gets himself some green beans. Then he grabs a potato and starts to carefully unwrap it from its foil shell. He cringes a bit from where the foil and potato are still pretty hot.

You giggle as you watch him. “Furniture huh? You do it all by yourself? You don’t have ANY help at all? Seems like it’d be pretty rough to do all that work alone.” You follow suit and serve yourself some green beans. Then you grab a potato, but you are more careful about unwrapping it.

“Well, if I really need any help at all I’ve got a buddy who’s willing to do so.” He glances at the steaks and licks his lips. He picks up his fork and throws it like a spear into the meat. “Guess that one’s mine.” He laughs.

You jump back a bit. The fork hurling toward you kind of freaked you out. You breathed a sigh of relief when it landed in the meat. “So, are you talking about the ice cream man? I saw you talking to him yesterday.”

“Yeah actually. His name is Jack. He’s a pretty cool guy.” He grabs the fork and steak and puts it on his plate. Then he grabs the butter and sour cream for his potato.

“He seemed a bit strange. He was really tall too. I don’t see how he even fit into that little truck.” You grab your steak and start to cut into it.

“Yeah. He is really tall, but he’s really cool too. He’s the best friend I could ask for. He likes kids a lot, so he decided to take up a profession where he dealt with them and made them happy.”

“That’s cool. I guess.” You find that a bit strange, but you say nothing. “So, what else do you like to do? You know, in your spare time?”

“I love video games! I play with my friend Ben all the time.”

“I love video games too! I don’t have many friend to play with though. Maybe we could play together some time?”

“Sure. I’d like that a lot. So how about you? Do you do anything other than play video games?”

“Well I have a part time job at a Vet’s office, but when I’m at home I love to read, write, and paint too. I could show you some of my work while we eat dessert. That is…if you want dessert.”

“Depends. What did you make?”

“Cheese cake. It’s one of my favorites.”

“Oh sweet! I love that stuff too!”

You smile as the two of you continue your meal. ‘This is going great so far,’ you think to yourself. You continue to talk about yourselves as you eat. You only take sips of your wine throughout the meal, but by the time your food is gone so is your wine. You go to stand to take your dishes to the sink, but you feel a bit dizzy and sit back down. “Woah….”
             
“You ok?,” Will chuckles as he gets up to take his dishes to the sink. He leaves his glass behind so, he can have some more wine with his dessert.

“Yeah. It’s just my first time drinking anything like that, and…I guess I don’t hold my alcohol well.” You laugh as you try to stand again. You are a bit more stable this time, and you take your dishes to the sink. Then you grab two small plates, two spoons, and a butter knife. You sit them down and grab the cheese cake from the fridge. “I’m not very good at cutting these things, so if the pieces are uneven I’m sorry.”

“It’s ok, but do you have any whipped cream to go on top?”

“Yes actually. It’s in the fridge on the second shelf. You can get it out if you want, and the spoons are in the drawer next to the sink.” You start to cut into the cheese cake. You glare at the mess of uneven slices as your OCD takes over. You do your best to make it better. You finally give up with a sigh. You then scoop out the pieces you think are the biggest and most even out of all of them and plate them. “There. I did my best.”

He brings the whipped cream over and sits it down. He laughs a bit at the mess you made. “You know you didn’t have to murder it.”

“I didn’t! I’m just picky. That’s all.” You add some whipped cream to your slice. Then you refill the wine glasses and take yours to the living room to sit on the couch. You place your plate and glass on the coffee table and look back into the kitchen.

He finishes up and puts the whipped cream away. Then he joins you on the couch. “So does that TV get cable?”

“Yeah, but I was thinking we could watch a movie instead.”

“That’s cool too.”

You get up and pick out one of the movies you brought from the apartment. You pop it in and turn on the TV. After you adjust the volume you join him back on the couch and start to enjoy your dessert and wine. By the end of the movie the wine bottle is empty, and you find yourself pretty tipsy and sitting in Will’s lap cuddling with him.

“You know… You have the most beautiful (eye color) eyes,” He says in a soft voice.
             
“Yeah? Yours are pretty pretty too,” you giggle followed by a slight hiccup.

He laughs. “You’re drunk. Maybe you should go to bed.”

“Nuh-uh! You’re drunk. Maybe you should come to bed with me.” Your face turns red. More red than it already was from the wine. You giggle more.

“Oh? Well that can be arranged if you want.” He laughs and stands up. He’s holding you in his arms bridal style as he heads for the stairs. He’s still pretty stable since he’s used to drinking much harder alcohols with his friends. He carries you up to the master bed room and lays you down in the bed. He sits on the edge and slips off his shoes and hoodie before climbing in next to you.

You cling to him once he lies down. You run your fingers against the smooth skin of his bare chest. “So soft.” You squirm a bit as you get kind of excited. “Hey it’s hot in here. Can you help me get out of these clothes?”

“Um….well only to your underwear.” He slips your top off. He stops for a minute to admire your body. Then he moves his hands down and slides your pants off. He runs his hand softly back up your side. “Damn you’re hot.”

“I told you I was hot. That’s why I wanted my clothes off.” You giggle.

He laughs. “That’s not really what I meant. I mean you’re sexy.”

“No. I’m not sexy. You are.” You press against him. You start to run your hands all over his body to feel his features. He had a nice body, and you wanted him.

“You sure you’re ok with this? Looks like you wanna go all the way.”

“Mhm. I do, but only cause you’re so sexy and sweet.” You tuck your head under his chin and you take in his scent. He smelled odd. Like sand and furniture polish, but you didn’t care. You wanted him, and that was all you knew.

He smiled as he reached around you to unfasten your bra. He ran his fingers down your back gently as he kissed the top of your head. As he reached the lining of your silk panties he stopped. “Did you…fall asleep?” He thought he had heard something of a soft snore. He smiled as he just held you close. He chuckles softly before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep as well.