Misha hovered over the door for a while and he could hear nothing, he sighed and knocked on the door again before hearing rustling, low whispers and a yelp from one of the men, assuming they bumped against something.

"Guys? I'm coming in." Misha pushed the door open only to freeze where he stood, Jared and Jensen instantly turned their attention to the door, Jared was half way putting his trousers back on whilst Jensen was starting to button up his shirt. Misha stared at the sight before him and felt something hurt within his chest.

"Oh… uhm, Misha… I-" Jensen stepped around the desk and headed towards his boss who was just staring deadpanned at the younger man, Jared continued to put his trousers back on and just continued getting dressed, unable to look at Misha, his face staring to flare over with an embarrassed blush.

Jensen opened his mouth to speak but Misha put a hand up and forced through a smile as hard as he could and waved his hand weakly.

"Stop right there. I'm glad you guys ugh- Worked things out…" Misha chuckled lightly and gazed down at the open shirt of Jensen and winked. "Nice abs Ackles." And with that the boss was gone, Misha left in a hurry, slamming the door behind him and leaving the men to get dressed.

Jensen stood at the door for a while and frowned, he felt like that was too easy, Misha was faking everything he just did and Jensen could read that so easily over his bosses face it was depressing. Jared finished buttoning his shirt and walked over to Jensen, slipping his hands onto his hips and resting his nose in the crook of the short mans neck.

"What's wrong Jen?" Jared asked softly as the warmth of the giant man on Jensen felt weird to him but it felt relaxing, Jensen sighed to himself and shook his head.

"I gotta go talk to Misha." Replied Jensen, he turned himself around and stared into Jared's eyes, a goofy and large smile instantly spreading over Jared's face, as he pressed his lips softly against Jensen's before pulling away.

"Why? He seemed okay." Jensen pulled himself away from the warmth and missed it almost instantly but headed for the office door, still frowning to himself.

"I've known him longer than you think; I saw pain over his face." Jared cocked his head to the side and stopped Jensen leaving just for a little bit longer, confusion spreading over the younger mans face.

"Pain? Why?"

"Misha he… he likes me." Jensen saw a weird expression flash over Jared's face, a cross between 'what the fuck' and 'well I have him now anyway' but Jared just nodded and backed away from the door, letting Jensen leave.

"Jensen!" Jared called just as Jensen got half way down the corridor; Jensen turned sharply and saw Jared leaning out of the office, a cocky smirk spread over his face.

"You're mine now, yeah?" Jensen scoffed a laugh at what Jared said and waved his hand as if he didn't hear what he said and headed for the elevator. Jared smiled to himself even more and headed back into the office, the wide grin on his face making his face begin to ache but the amount of happiness he felt at that moment, he didn't even care.

Jensen stood at the door of Misha's office and couldn't hear anything from inside which worried him, whenever Jensen visited the office he always heard Misha yapping down the phone to someone about a business deal or listening to the radio lowly in the background to stop silence protruding his work and making him uncomfortable.

But Jensen heard nothing, no music, no loud chatter or banter, not even the sound of a man weeping which Jensen half expected upon him seeing him and Jared half naked together in his office. Jensen rapped his knuckles against the wood lightly and waited several seconds before he heard a mumble of a voice telling him to come in.

"Misha…?" Jensen called out softly as he opened the door to the large office, easily double the size of Jensen's with shelves of books, pictures and trinkets as if he decorated a room at home, but according to Misha it was to make the place look more welcoming when people from other businesses came to make deals.

The older man was slumped in his large leather chair; a small glass held loosely in his hand, from what Jensen could make out it was a shot of whiskey. Misha placed the glass down and instantly straightened himself up in his chair.

"Jensen." Misha said his voice a little weak and hoarse.

"May I?"

"Please, take a seat." Jensen nodded and sat in the small chair opposite the wide desk, strewn in papers, pens, folders and a laptop sat on the side which wasn't booted up. Jensen saw that Misha's eyes were slightly red, a little sore looking as if he had been rubbing at them, showing he had probably shed a few tears.

"I'm so sorry for what you had to see…" Jensen began to apologize but Misha held a hand up again to silence him just like he did in Jensen's office and leaned back into his seat again, his body slumping slightly as if he really didn't want to be here.

Misha pinched the bridge of his nose and tried his hardest to regain his composition, his head pounding with the mother of all migraines and his chest aching to the point that he knew no tablet in the world would cure.

He expected this, he expected Jared and Jensen to get together eventually, it was inevitable but seeing them like that was too much. The man he wanted was having sex with another man in his office building. He sighed deeply, his voice shaking as he did so and moved his fingers to massage his temple.

"Jensen. I'm glad for you really. You and Jared working shit out, I told you to work it out and you did. But, you fucked in my office building." Misha's voice became louder towards the end of the sentence, a sudden boil of anger rising inside of him. Jensen lowered his head in shame.

"It just… happened, Misha, I apologize, so deeply, it won't happen again." Jensen's voice started to break this time, he felt like an ant right now, knowing it wasn't just the fact that two workers had sex during work hours but the fact Misha caught the man he loved in a situation he never wanted to see.

"And it better not fucking happen again either." Hissed Misha, the anger slowly seeping through into his voice, Jensen nodded and gazed up to see Misha with his hand clamped over his mouth and his eyes veering to the right with them being heavily watered as if he was one blink away from letting a river loose from his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Jensen whispered as he got up from his seat and started to leave but a loud noise from behind him made him turn around, Misha jumped from his seat, his eyes still glazed with tears that were holding themselves back for when he was alone.

"I want those papers by the end of the day." Misha settled down into his chair again, opening the laptop up and booting it up, his fingers running through his hair as if he was trying to kick back into his professional mode again for the rest of the day.

"Now scoot back to your office Jen. I got a Businessman from Detroit coming in a couple of hours." Misha flashed the smallest of smiles to try and make Jensen feel a little better despite the fact Jensen knew it was just a fake face all over again. Jensen nodded and headed out, trying to throw a smile back, but failing to do so with the guilt he was drowning in.

Jensen slowly made his way back to his office to find Jared leaning lazily on his hand and reading through some papers before jotting bits down on scrap paper next to him. When he heard the door open his instantly sat up and turned to see Jensen's frowning face.

"How'd it go?" Jared watched as Jensen flung himself into his office chair and groaned loudly.

"Let's just say I'm drowning in a sea of guilt right now." Jensen sighed out as he pushed himself up and rooted through the folders on his desk and started to tidy up, something he did when he felt down on himself. Jared placed his hands onto Jensen's and stopped him cleaning.

"It's not your fault everyone wants your sexy body." Jared tried to say with a straight face but couldn't help but crack into a beaming smile with a restricted laughter. Jensen rolled his eyes and let out a chuckle too; he gazed over to Jared and felt the happiness buzzing off the man like it was Christmas.

"Jared, if you smile anymore widely I think your jaw will start to break." Which Jared swore was coming true since the aching in his jaw was still there from smiling before, but he just couldn't help it, he just had sex with the man he loved and he couldn't help but have this constant buzz of happiness in his chest. But Jared's face dropped for a second as their gazes locked.

"Jensen."

"Hmm?"

"Does… this mean we're together?" Jensen saw the burst of hope in Jared's eyes, they were wide and pleading like a puppy wanting to be loved, but Jensen was a little crueller then he let on. He pulled his hands from Jared's and leaned back in his seat.

"Obviously not, you haven't asked me." Jensen tried hard to restrain a teasing smirk when he saw Jared's face drop, but within the next heartbeat Jared leapt out of his seat and was stood next to Jensen's chair, his frame leaning over and his lips mere centimetres from Jensen's.

Jensen's eyes widened from the sudden closeness of Jared, he could feel the warm breath smooth over his skin as a smile spread along the younger man's face again.

"Jensen Ackles. Will you go out with me?" Jared whispered as Jensen leaned back away from Jared's face and placed a finger on his chin as if he was thinking, Jared scrunched his face up in playful anger and watched Jensen turn and shrug, rolling his eyes.

"Hmm, I guess so, sure why not." Instantly Jensen was pulled up onto his feet and embraced by Jared, their lips connecting quickly, the sudden motion making Jensen gasp, his parting lips making Jared take advantage, his tongue slipping in and easily finding the other mans tongue, the two moving together like they were made for each other.

"Hmmffphh—" Jared felt Jensen's lips squirming under him and pulled away with a frown, Jensen took a deep breath to regain the air he lost in his lungs and patted the tall mans shoulders, the hold around Jensen's waist still tight. "Come on Jared. We have work to do!"

"But I don't wanna…" Jared groaned like a small child and moved his face in again, their noses touching slightly, Jensen chuckled and slipped his hands around Jared's hips, trying to mimic how Jared was holding him.

"I've already had a yelling off the boss because of what we did this morning; he wants those papers in by today so…" Jensen felt Jared's hold suddenly loosen off his hips, leaving him feeling cold again. Jared pouted childishly and pulled Jensen's hands off his hips just to make their fingers interlock.

"I can't believe we're here right now." Jared said softly, a smile easily replacing the pout he had merely seconds ago, he ran his thumb over Jensen's and saw the older man cock his head to the side.

"What… work?" Jensen asked which kicked a laugh out of Jared automatically, leaving Jensen feeling a little stupid in what he just said but laughed alongside him.

"No I mean that over the weekend I acted like such a fuckin' jerk, this morning we were arguing and after a round of office sex we're going out. It's almost a little too good to believe, yanno?" Jensen nodded at the thought and smirked at how weird the last few days have moulded together for this to be the outcome, Jensen could barely believe it either.

"Right! Come on Jared, work!" Jensen kicked himself back into gear and unlinked their fingers and placing himself back into his chair, the laptop appearing instantly in front of him, his fingers tapping away. Jared slumped into his chair and went through the papers like he was earlier, his face looking annoyed.

"Stop looking so depressed Jay, you can come around to mind later."

Suddenly Jared didn't feel so depressed anymore.