New story! Yay. So It's an AU that I've been working on for a while and i couldn't resist posting the first chapter any longer. Please enjoy, read, and review.
Chapter 1: An Almost Date
The pumping bass and mass of people was not a pleasing sight for Sam as he slouched through the door of the club.
"Come on Sam, cheer up. You need to get out every once in a while."
"Yeah, whatever. I have a huge essay paper due tomorrow, man. I shouldn't have let you drag me here Alex," Sam replied with half a smile at Alex. The guy had a good heart but he was always managed to get Sam into trouble, and he wasn't really in the mood to get arrested today.
"And knowing you Nerd Boy, you already finished it." Sam rolled his eyes and headed straight to the bar. "You're hopeless, dude." Alex called after him, heading to the dance floor, shaking his head in mock disappointment.
Three beers later and Sam was still bored as hell and would rather be back home sleeping. "Hey, you don't look in the clubbing mood. You get blown off for a date or somethin'?" Sam looked up to see a mischievous, charming grin and hair gelled into spiky disarray. Sam stared at the freckled face and sparkling green eyes and he couldn't look away, couldn't breathe or think. He knew that the man had said something but Sam was having trouble processing what exactly it was the he had said.
"What? Um, I mean, no. No." Sam stumbled over his words trying to compose himself. "No. It isn't like that. I just don't like places like this. Crappy music, crowds. I like it quiet." 'Dammit Sam you're rambling.' But the charming man didn't seem to mind. He just smiled.
"Well if you don't have a date then how about we go somewhere more quiet? I know this coffee shop downtown. It not really my scene, but you seem like the coffee shop kinda guy. By the way I'm Dean." Dean gave a crooked smile and Sam felt his insides melt. 'Shit. Is he hitting on me? I think he's gay. He thinks I'm gay. It's okay I just need to turn him down.'
"Yeah that sounds good. I'm Sam." 'Dammit. That was the very opposite of turning him down.' Sam's brain was scrambled by Dean's cool demeanor and he had to admit that this man could turn even the straightest men gay.
"'Kay. Let's get outta –" Dean was interrupted by his cell phone ringing. "Oh, just give me a minute." He snapped the phone open and turned away leaning against the counter casually.
"Hello? Hey." There was a long silence while someone talked on the other end and Dean's shoulders tensed. "Shit. You're sure? I'll be there as soon as I can." Another short pause. Dean snapped the phone shut and turned to Sam. "Shit. I'm sorry I have to go but here," Dean snatched up a napkin and took a pen from his pocket. "This is my number. Call me later and we can reschedule." He gave a quick wink and a last grin and rushed out the door. Sam sat in shocked silence at how quickly Dean had left.
"Hey. What happened over here? You seemed to be getting along with that guy but then he just up and left." Chris was approaching with a scantily dressed and curly haired brunette. Sam wasn't sure how to answer the question, but tired lamely anyway.
"Well. I think I just made a date with a dude."
Yes. A short chapter I know but I promise the rest are longer. Really. I think I should update in a week. But I may be convinced to update earlier if you ask.
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