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The first thing he noticed was how the guy was only slightly shorter than him, maybe it’s his survival instincts, but he was unconsciously sizing up the guy in case he tried anything funny, though his impression had already assured Dean that he probably wouldn’t–well, except for the towel thing, which he still did not question. For living in such a high class home and wearing such an expensive suit, this guys hair did not fit the bill. It was extremely messy, bed-head hair that looks like it’s had fingers run through it a few times, but also a really dark blue-black color that’s almost stark against his creamy skin. His low set eyebrows hung over dark blue eyes which probably struck Dean more than his hair. They were deep yet lacked some emotion in them–like they were tucked away somewhere, not to be shown to someone like Dean–But extremely blue, like no greens or grays or browns mixed in. Just pure blue, like the sky, or the ocean on a clear day.