It was innocent at first, the side glance in the elevator, "yes?" Mr.Smith questioned "I'm sorry you look so familiar ", " save it for the health class buddy" was all Mr.Smith said, the elevator reached his floor making him walk out leaving an confused Wesson behind
It was day two at Smith headquarters, Sam was finally meeting his new boss, he was sitting in the waiting room in a suit and tie his hair neatly groomed
A beautiful woman with luscious black hair and brown eyed walked out in a business shirt and tight skirt her Name tag saying, Lisa, Lisa smiled at Samuel "Mr.Smith will see you now" her voice was like silk it was truly amazing to Sam nods giving her a silent 'thank you' walking through the cream-colored double doors
He shut the door quietly, he turned around only to see a man who was about 2 to 3 inches shorter than him, "Mr.Wesson" his voice was deep it sent chills through Sam's body and he didn't understand why The man turned around
It was the same man that he met yesterday "Your--" all he did was nod "yes, I'm Mr.Smith it's a pleasure to meet you Mr.Wesson" he was so calm and honestly handsome don't let Sam get started about his voice "That's why you looked--" Mr.Smith just nodded "so your my new attorney " yes sir I'll be working downstairs for text support and You" Mr.Smith nods moving to grab a glass cup that he had on a table moving around the honey-colored liquid that Sam can only guess is whiskey or liquor
For a couple more hours Sam and Mr.Smith talked, Mr.Smith was surprisingly very charming and smart he wasn't just a man with a handsome face he knows exactly what he's doing for the company and where he wants to go with it, Sam can't help but feel a little fond of Mr.Smith
He was nothing like the other men he met, he truly was something and very mysterious
Sam loved it
"So I'll see you tomorrow Mr.Wesson?" He questions looking at Sam who was now taking his leave, Sam looked back at Mr.Smith "Yes Mr.Smith", " And Wesson" Sam hummed in response
"Call Me Dean," He said coolly his green eyes shining like emeralds with a hint of something that Sam pretty sure he didn't see before "Sure... Dean" Sam opens the door after hearing Mr.Smith say something "see you around Sammy"
Sam closed the door behind him, his heart pounding against his chest soon walking toward the elevator
He stood by waiting for it not even noticing Lisa presence "So how did it go?" She asked smiling, Sam looks over to her, smiling slightly "he's smart ill give him that he has a good head on his shoulders" Lisa nods, completely agreeing with Sam "yeah he does" Lisa said her eyes sparkling Sam couldn't help but just smile at it, a lot of people must really like Dean
Day Three and Sam was wearing a stupid yellow shirt and khaki pants, Ew.
Sam had an earpiece in his ear tucking his hair behind his lobes, Sam phone ringed he answered "Text Support, Sam Wesson speaking" and he was off
Calls came in non-stop and he answered each and every one of them
The day was finally over Sam can finally go home, Sam packs everything carrying his suitcase heading to the elevator, he was looking down at his feet, he really hates these pants
The doors slide open as Sam steps inside
7 Minutes Later
Sam steps out the building calling for a taxi but all of them ignored him, the young man groaned in frustration "why?" He asked looking up at the sky
A whistle came from behind him, Sam turns around his sunflower eyes immediately meeting with beautiful green ones "Need a ride?" Dean.
"Isn't that against the rules?"
Dean rolled his eyes smiling "Sir, I own the building, either you get your ass in this car or I'll personally drag you in it" Sam doesn't understand why but just the thought of a little man dragging him was funny
"Yes sir" was all he said walking over to Deans car ready to get in the back () Dean stopping him "nuh-uh front now" his voice was demanding, Sam obeyed "Alright" Dean entered the driver seat, Sam getting in the passenger seat putting on his seat belt. Dean chuckled
"What?" Sam looked at him "nothing don't worry about it"
"What's wrong with being safe?" Dean chuckled again shaking his head " Nothing, don't worry about it" Sam's cheeks became a deep red
Sam gave Dean directions on how to get to his house, Dean followed them after an hour or so Dean pulled up to a run-down neighborhood. Sam lives here?
Dean dropped Samuel off, Sam thanked him "See you tomorrow Sam!" Dean called out before driving off
Shit right they had a meeting
Days at working at Smith headquarters passed into weeks and weeks passed into months
Enough time for Dean and Sam to develop a liking to one another
Not in a friendly manner either
Dean decided he had enough he couldn't fight this anymore
Sam phone rings, he answers "text support Sam Wesson speaking"
"I need to see you in my office".