Despite the moment of surprised silence when the door opens, Matt isn't worried about the reaction. Not that Steve never gets angry, but the utter gratitude he's always displayed anytime someone did something nice for him is a trait that isn't likely to just disappear.

It is nice to feel that wide grin pressed against his neck, though, and it brings a matching one to Matt's face. "I was a little worried you'd be in a hurry and catch me before everything was ready. Should have known better, you've always had great timing."

With a laugh, he nudges Steve to grab himself a plate and take it to the couch. "I know, you smell like tap water, not perspiration. Well...maybe a little perspiration. Nothing wrong with that, though." He'd rather smell a little clean sweat and a person's natural scent than get a nose full of heavy cologne, anyway."

Handing Steve a beer to go with his meal, he sinks down onto the cushion next to him, gesturing with his own drink toward the television. "I hope these are the right ones. Karen helped me find them, so if there's anything weird in there, I officially pass the blame to her."