You were sitting in the bar after another rough day at work feeling frustrated. You had a glass of whiskey in your hand and you sat with your back against the bar looking out over the crowed searching. You didn't know what you were searching for, but it had to be something. You kept looking until you saw it. No, not it . Him. He was probably the most beautiful human you had ever seen. He was tall with broad shoulders. He had brown hair that reached past his ears. He walked closer to the bar where you was sitting and you could see he have brown eyes. You could see his cheekbones too. He looked breathtaking in the black suit he was wearing. He noticed you looking at him and gave you a smirk.
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You felt a blush creep its way up your cheeks as you looked down, finding your feets to be very interesting all of a sudden. After a minute or two you looked back up only to be disappointed seeing as the handsome guy had left. You sighed and turned to face the bar again. You took a sip of your whiskey. You felt something muscular come up behind you and a hand landed on your waist. As you turned to tell whoever had their hand on your waist to go to hell, you saw it was the guy from before. "Your hand is on my waist." You claimed. He gave you a small smile. "Actually, I think it's your waist that's under my hand." He chuckled. "Well, then I must apologise my forwardness." You said with a smile. He laughed and moved his hand from your waist and stood next to you at the bar. "Can I buy the pretty lady something to drink?" You nodded before answering him. "Yes, a whiskey please." He waved at the bartender to come over. "A whiskey for the lady please and one beer." He turned his attention back to you. "So does the lady have a name?" He asked with a smile. "Yes, she does. It's Y/N. And yours?" He chuckled lightly. "That's a very pretty name. Mine's Sam." He extended his hand and you took it. You got your drinks and started to make some small talk. Usually you hate small talk, you always get so awkward while talking to people but it went really smooth with Sam. "So, you come here often?" He laughed at your question. "Ehm, no not really. It's actually the first time here." "Huh, really. Let me guess, you're not from around here. Are you?" he smiled. "No, me and my brother is here on work things." "Aha, so what do you work with?" "I work at the F.B.I actually." You gave an impressed face. "Wow, F.B.I. That's pretty cool. Cooler than my job anyway." You laughed. "Naaw, that can't be true. What do you work with?" You blushed slightly before answering. "I work as a birthday planner for children." You laughed together as his phone started ringing. He looked apologetic at you as he answered. "Hey Dean! What do you got?" Sam started to nod. "Uh huh..okay, yeah no they never told me that. Okay hang on a sec." He looked back to you sadly. "I'm really sorry Y/N but I gotta go. My brother needs me." You gave him a small smile. "It's fine, I understand. Go save the world or something." He smiled back at you and gave you a small kiss before leaving.
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A/N
Hey y'all! So sorry I haven't updated when I said I would but my computer had to restart itself kile fifteen times so I couldn't write when I was supposed to. But here it is I hope you enjoyed it. Vote, comment or something. Sorry again for late update, I will try and get better at it.
