It happened at a gas station on a cold November morning. Not the most romantic place, but it would give the memory a unique feeling. Adam stood at pump number 10, attempting to push down the little thing on the nozzle that would keep the handle up so that he didn't have to hold it. For some reason, he was having far more trouble than he should have. It was getting frustrating to the point where he was about to just give up when a voice called out to him from the next pump over.
"Need some help?"
He turned and his eyes were met with a young man, almost a boy really, with sandy hair, soft eyes, and who was wearing the most ridiculous red striped uniform that Adam had ever laid eyes on. "Sure, if you know how to get these damn things to stay."
The boy smiled warmly, a smile of sweet child-like innocence that promised sun even on a cloudy day. In one motion he pulled down the clip until it clicked into place. "Easy."
Adam looked appropriately embarrassed before smiling approvingly and sticking out his hand. "Thanks. I'm Adam."
"Samandriel," the boy replied, shaking the extended appendage.
"Samandriel? That's a mouthful." Adam laughed lightly, hoping only after the words had left his mouth that he hadn't offended the guy.
"Most people call me Andy," Samandriel told him with a shrug and a slightly embarrassed smile. The pump clicked and shut off, making them both look over at it. "Well, there you go," Andy said, already moving back towards his car.
There was something about him. Something that Adam couldn't name. Maybe it was his kind face and bright smile, or the innocence and imagination that filled his eyes when Adam really looked at them. Maybe it was something different, but whatever it was, Andy had caught Adam's attention, and that was a feat in itself.
He pulled a pen from the inside of his car door and grabbed his receipt from the pump, quickly scribbling down a few characters. "Wait! Samandriel!" he called over, taking a few steps.
"Yes?"
"Here, uh, here's my number, if you ever want to call or something," Adam stuttered out.
And if he had thought that Samandriel's smile before was bright, there was no comparison to the grin on his face and the light flush on his cheeks.
"Okay."
A/N: So this is my first Adamandriel fic. Ugh I cannot get enough of this ship, it's the most adorable and wonderful thing to ever exist. This was just a spur of the moment idea while I'm in the works of a longer Adamandriel fic, though I'm in the middle of so many other things.. I have ideas on making this longer, but I may or may not actually do it. We'll see.