#boss!cas

I am sorry???I am just having so many feelings about it???Because Dean is a young adult, starting his first serious job, and he has this plan, you know. He’s going to be professional and the best, and he knows he can. And it all goes smooth untill he gets something like a promotion and is able to work with the Boss. The Boss of all bosses. The man with the office on the highest floor, the one who decided about EVERYTHING. It’s a small job - he’s like some kind of secretary, really - and he’s still convinced it’s some kind of mistake that he even got it, but he’s so not gonna complain because this is a capital ‘O’ Opportunity. He doesn’t think so anymore after he sees his boos, though. Dean has no idea what he expected, but it definitely wasn’t THIS. Mr. Novak is young - he doesn’t look older than 40, no matter which angle Dean looks at him and he tried a lot of angles okay - he has the deepest voice Dean anyone heard and it’s possible the most attractive human being that Dean saw. EVER.And he knows he shouldn’t stare but he can’t help it - Mr. Novak got those beautiful blue eyes - dark and beautiful like stormy sea, supplies the part of Dean’s brain that is apparently very into poetry and maybe purple prose - and his hair, oh God. Is wild, always sticking in all direction as if someone just ran their hands through it. ( It looks so soft - Dean wonders how would it feel under his finders ) Also Mr. Novak usually has this kind of scruff that would look wildly unprofessional on anyone else but somehow makes him so much hotter.It’s unfair, really, and there also are his suits - gray, charcoal, black, navy - all fitting him perfectly and created probably only to torture Dean some more. Mr. Novak is fit - he’s tall and always holds himself like a man used to people just obeying his orders; his shoulders are board, arms could lift Dean’s whole emotional baggage, and his thighs could probably kill. And his hands. His hands. Such big, beautiful hands. So fucking tan.Dean has to look at them pretty often, so he knows what he’s talking about, okay. He does.And maybe it would be better if Mr. Novak was a dick. But the problem is, he’s so very not. He’s demanding all right, but he always offers praises for his team, he always smiles when they close a deal, he understands family drama and the need for a day off because of an accident like flooded kitchen. Hell, Dean made some stupid mistakes on his first week - he wanted the earth to swallow him whole, oh God, please, right now would be amazing - but Mr. Novak only smiled and told him that it’s okay, and then proceeded to spend the rest half an hour explaining everything to Dean. Dean doesn’t know how he remembered anything at all, since most of the time his only thoughts were “ he smells so nice,” and “I can almost feel his thigh touching mine,” but he somehow made it. And he blushes like a teenager every single time Mr. Novak smiles at him, and he drops stuff and his hands sweat and it’s absolutely terrible. He’s so fucked, and definitely not in a way he would like to be.

THIS IS WONDERFUL. 

by emmbrancsxx0 Dean Winchester is an executive assistant at an advertising agency. On the day his boss retires, he has an unforgettable one night stand with a new hire, Castiel Novak. The problem: turns out Cas is his new boss. https://archiveofourown.org/works/22411336