You think you can hide? I can smell your scent for miles.
Love is profound and comes in many shapes and forms. It was rare to find such a commodity within supes. Hughie campbell was the sole reason Dean found love, friendship, happiness, contentmen...
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✎ S1E1 ⇢ ˗ˏˋ PART 7 , 2019
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"THE NAME OF THE GAME" Later in the night. Dean goes to Hughie's job, considering he has nothing else to do. Doing requirements as Rebound during the day, he could be himself at night. He wore a white dress shirt, black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a black watch on his right wrist. He stops footsteps away from the door and checks his appearance in a reflective window. Not too shabby... He closes in on the door and opens it to find another worker.
The doorbell chimed and let the worker know a customer entered. The man turns around and sees Dean walk in. "Hello, How may I help you?"
Dean crosses his arms and looks around the store. His dress shirt straining against his muscles. "Uh yeah, uh is Hughie here?" He looks at the worker and then at his name tag, Gary.
Gary fixes up what he's doing and gestures with a hand behind him. "Yeah he's outback, he'll be-," Right as Gary spoke, Hughie makes his appearance known as he come from the back. Huhgie keeps his eyes glued to the ground, his posture slumped as if he had a bad day.
"Hughie, someone's here for you." Hughie looks up and makes eye contact with Dean, his worn-out expression turned into a content smile. He eagerly walks behind the counter and takes a seat.
Huhgie leans against the glass counter with his right arm on it and puts his head on it. While his left-hand messes with his name tag. "Hi, What you uh- what you doing here?" They share a smile longer than usual until Dean breaks it off, he walks closer to Huhgie. Dean sat atop the counter to the right, looking Hughie up and down. Hughie withers in his seat as he felt Dean's eyes never leave his body once.
Dean sighs and begins talking. "I assume you don't really get business during the night, so why not visit you? I mean I did it last time." Huhgie nods his head more than once and laughs.
"Yeah, yeah I guess so." They both sat there in silence until Hughie spoke again, pointing a finger at Dean. "Correct me if I'm wrong but aren't you here on a business trip as a consultant- did you just finish...whatever a consultant does?" Hughie spoke, lazily pointing his finger at Dean's figure.
Totally forgot about that, good thing I dressed formally. Dean made a mental note that reminded himself to dress as such more often because of his 'job'. "Yeah- uh some things came up and I'm staying here longer than usual. I hope that's not a bad thing."
Huhgie shook his head in disapproval. He was glad Dean was staying longer because he at least won't be lonely. To be honest with himself, Dean's presence took off the bad things that lately happened off his mind. "No, not at all. I'm glad you're staying longer."
