Inspired By The Sam One,, Hcs For Being Married To Nate Please

inspired by the sam one,, hcs for being married to nate please

A/N: HELL YEAH!! baby boy deserves all the love too I'm so happy y'all are requesting nate <3

BEING MARRIED TO NATE WOULD INCLUDE:

-This man is highkey the sweetest human being on earth and he definitely proposed to you on the rooftop of somewhere very beautiful while you were traveling together and cried when you said 'yes', although he denies that ever happening.

-Flirts with you like you two haven't been married for a while.

-Always wakes up before you, no matter what, and wakes you up with kisses on the cheek and forehead after appreciating how beautiful you are while sleeping.

-He doesn't even need to be a dad to make dad jokes, he's always tellin' 'em.

-Considers himself the luckiest man alive for having ever landed someone like you.

-Will STILL get confused when being loved or pampered because he never thought someone could do all that for him.

-He's the kind of husband to always have your cabinets filled with snacks.

-Likes to help you change the bedsheets because it relaxes him for some reason.

-You don't take turns walking your dog, you go together.

-He's a big fan of fancy dates and will have the both of you indulge every month, but, otherwise, you two like keeping it simple on date nights.

-Your #1 hypeman when it comes to shopping for clothes.

-"Look at my wife. Look at her. LOOK at my wife. Look. Look at her. Look."

-Long drives when both of you are not feeling it, windows down, music up.

-Speaking of music, he's a big fan of Karaoke bars and will 1000% embarrass you.

-Bowling champion.

-Makes the BEST omelettes and pancakes. No one could ever even come close.

-Takes SO many pictures of you. He has more pictures of you on his phone than he does of himself.

-You're his desktop wallpaper, for sure.

-"I think I'm in love with you." and you going "we are literally married."

-Still, he says that because you're always reminding him that he was worthy of love.

-LOVES wrapping Christmas gifts and putting them under the tree. It's his favorite holiday, actually.

-He's insanely good at wrapping, too. You always told him it should be an extreme sport and that he'd be the champion.

-Shops for Halloween decorations in July.

-"Nate, are you talking to the dog?"

-Voices his baby fever very loudly.

-"Let's make one."

-You make one.

-He's a very passionate and caring lover, too. Always makes sure you're put before him when it comes to sex. Your pleasure is definitely his.

-He's such a good dad, too. Provides your child with everything you two have never received during your childhood.

-Romanticizes the idea of switching his wardrobe to look more like a dad.

-Is present. Always. You and his kid come before anything. Never misses a recital, a football game, a school play. There's not one pivotal moment when he's not there.

-He built a shelf in your kid's room just for awards and trophies.

-Just like you two built the nursery from the ground up and built the kid's room from the ground up and renovated it with your teenage kid. Also from the ground up.

-Definitely cried when dropping off your kid at their university, which was thirty minutes out of town.

-Participated in bake sales at school.

-Sucks at Math but is the house's official history, geography, and social studies teacher ™️

-Makes killer sandwiches, too, so he mostly handled making your kids' lunch.

-Has a special handshake with his kid that he won't let you in on.

-Says that you already have your own handshake and wiggles his brows at you.

-"Ew, dad!" when you two kiss and Nate going, "What– This?" and smooches all over your face.

-Vaccinated the kid against EVERYTHING because he's always panicking. Did their allergy testing, follows the doctor's instructions as is.

-Gets worried sick when either of you catches something– a cold or a fever – and is always running around to tend to you and always worries and frets.

-"I love you and I really like you." is his thing.

-All in all, Nate is such a sweet, protective, and excellent father and husband. He's always so much fun to be around and explore with and he definitely made your job as parents much easier.

-He's also obsessed with musicals. Fun!

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yay!! i was wondering if you could do a jim x fem!reader one shot where jim and the reader are paired up for some sort of office game that michael somehow comes up with (like a trust exercise where you have to gaze into their eyes or something?) & he asks them to come up to the front and show what their pair came up with & jim and the reader end up confessing their love for each other in front of the whole office? hopefully this makes sense thank you so much, there aren’t a lot of the office writers!💗💗

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𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: jim halpert x fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: jim and y/n accidentally admit their feelings for one another during a trust exercise.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: literally nothing but fluff + brief angst parts, some swears + sl*tshaming/religion talks, pam pregnancy talks, fake violence and blood

𝗔/𝗡: i changed it a little bit but i hope you still enjoy!i’m so excited to write about jim! this is my first office fic so hopefully you guys like it! ps. look how cute jim is in this gif :,) disclaimer: jim and pam were never together in this. pam is happily married to roy and is a saleswoman!

interviews/confessional scenes are in bold.

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y/n and jim’s similarity was what made the two get along so well and become so close throughout the years they spent working at dunder mifflin, but their similarities would come back and bite them in the ass at times, hence the situation they were both stuck in.

it was like a cliché story of two best friends who were secretly pining after each other, except this wasn’t a story, it was their life. every time the two of them were given the opportunity to be together, they would always take it— that is, in the office, of course. the both of them had only been together outside of work, if it was for work and with their coworkers. it wasn’t like jim didn’t want to spend the weekend with her, it was just that he was too goddamn scared to say anything. usually, jim was confident with girls and had no problem asking them out, but with y/n it was different. he genuinely cared so much for her that he was scared about doing anything that could risk losing her, even if that meant separating her from his private life.

the first person to notice jim’s crush on y/n was dwight. he insisted how obvious it was based on his skins pigmentation and how jim would uncross his legs whenever she’d come over. everyone else immediately picked up on it and those who didn’t, heard about it from dwight.

y/n on the other hand, had to deal with oscar who was constantly up her ass about how obvious her feelings for him were. she’d kindly decline and try to hide her feelings with some smalltalk, but as the years went by, more and more people caught on, so much that it became a war.

the office became divided into two teams, team dwight and team oscar. half of the office believed that jim was the one to like her first, while the other half believed that y/n was. they even had small presentations with different examples of when one of the two were showing obvious signs of attraction. while some of the slides were stupid, especially the ones dwight came up with, others were actually pretty spot on.

eventually, everyone got fed up with the arguing. it would end up becoming a screaming match, mostly between kelly and ryan over how she was right and he was wrong. god knows how annoying kelly can be, but when ryan admitted that he thought jim fell for y/n first, she was disgusted.

after figuring out that y/n and jim wouldn’t come clean about liking one another, they switched from arguing about who liked who first, to arguing about who would admit it first. michael found out about the whole thing and decided to make it more fun for everyone by having them place bets on who they thought would come clean.

jim and y/n were oblivious to the whole thing. michael would always come up with some excuse to keep the two busy doing something while they’d all huddle together and have their group meetings. one time, jim walked in on one and they lied, saying that it was a meeting about ‘the homeless,’ which he totally didn’t buy. jim became suspicious and knew it was something to do with him and y/n, but he had no idea the severity of the discussion.

bottom line was, the office had formed a plan.

“what am i gonna do today?” y/n asked, repeating what the producer behind the camera said. she formed a line with her lips, “i’m not sure. maybe i’ll do something other than typing numbers all day! but..probably not.”

y/n sat at her desk, crunching in numbers as fast as she could before her wrists began to hurt. sighing, she leaned back and looked up to see kevin sitting across from her and eating m&m’s, throwing them up into the air and trying to get them to land in his mouth. to her left, she saw angela, looking through facebook pictures of her cats before sending y/n a glare.

“what are you looking at?” y/n shook her head, sitting back up and pretending to work. she’d probably enjoy accounting more if she didn’t have to sit with this group of people. sitting next to angela was a nightmare. she’d either spend time criticizing how ‘slutty’ y/n’s outfit was or she’d go on about her christian beliefs and how everyone else in the office would burn in hell, and sitting across from kevin wasn’t too bad, except for the fact that he’d often make crude jokes towards her and make her feel so uncomfortable that she wanted to just hide in the air vents of the office for the rest of the day. jim knew about the comments kevin made, and would always tell her to come visit him whenever she needed a break or to even call him over to get kevin to stop. he knew y/n didn’t need him to stand up for her but he also knew that y/n was too nice to stand up for herself. snapping herself out of her thoughts, she got back to work and ignored the annoying clicking of angela’s nails on the keys and kevin’s gaze on her brown sweater and matching skirt.

“since when do you guys ask me questions like that?” jim smirked while lowering his eyebrows. “today is just an ordinary day in the office— oh! that’s right! hold on.” he got up and ran out of the frame, reappearing with a beet in his hand. “today is a special day because i purchased this from dwight schrutte. i am planning on getting it framed, for it is clearly the best thing that’s ever happened to me. really, i can’t wait to show my kids so they can learn about the importance beets have had on our country.”

meanwhile, jim sat his desk, hulking over and busy in his work. his signature light-blue collared shirt and light navy tie were cladded to his body, along with his black slacks. he began bouncing his leg, a nervous habit of his, while mindlessly clicking his pen. pam sat at the desk to his right, and was bitching at someone over the phone about something non-work related. her and roy had been trying to get pregnant for only a few days now, and she had been super uptight over it. her face was washed with baby fever and she took every second she could to show jim pictures of babies that she found on pinterest. it was sweet. jim knew she would be a great mother, he just couldn’t wait for her to get pregnant already so she would stop bitching…although once she gets pregnant, jim realized that her mood would probably be only worse. he hated sitting with dwight and pam, simply because he wished he could sit near y/n. the amount of times that he would get in trouble for watching her at her desk, was uncountable. he wasn’t doing it in a creepy way, he just longed to be with her. to make jokes with her and smell her perfume instead of phyllis’, but no, he had to sit so damn far away. and even worse, the wall behind erin’s desk was completely blocking his view of you. he could see angela and oscar if he leaned over, but never y/n.

he had gotten creative with it. y/n cared about her job a lot more than jim did, so she rarely ever left her desk for anything, unless she was told to or was on break. jim knew that he had to get up in order to see her. moving the water cooler to the printer did the trick for a little while, until dwight and angela yelled at him for it and called it a fire hazard. he came up with stupid excuses for having to use the printer, like printing out scranton strangler posters with pictures of dwight’s face on them. honestly, anything he could use as an excuse to just see y/n’s face and/or say hi to her for one minute, he would use it.

he took the opportunity to memorize every bit of her whenever he saw her. now that he was thinking about it, he couldn’t quite remember what y/n was wearing that day. leaning back in his chair, he peered around to see if anyone was watching him, before making his way to the water cooler. it wasn’t next to the printer anymore, but now was just a few feet away from it and from y/n, giving him an opportunity to look at her.

he stood there and filled up a cup with water, whistling. as if on cue, angela got up and walked away to do god knows what, and left y/n there on display for him. she noticed his presence from the annoying whistling he would do.

smirking, she took the opportunity to get up and grab some water herself. jim looked her up and down and took in her outfit. a simple tan fisherman knit sweater and a matching knife pleated skirt. even though it wasn’t much, it looked like a princess’ gown in his eyes.

“getting some water?” she asked, kissing her teeth and putting one arm behind her back as she waiting for his cup to fill.

“yup.” he made a pop sound on the ‘p’ and nodded cockily. “you too?”

“oh yeah.” she mirrored him and watched him take small sips of his water as she got her own.

“you know, that’s like the second time in the past hour that you’ve come up to get some water…dry throat?”

“yeah, it’s crazy,” he whined and pulled at his collar like his throat was irritated, “i think it’s from phyllis’ perfume.”

“aww..yeah. that’ll do it.” she smacked her lips and winced sarcastically.

“i know..i think i’ll survive though.” she tried her best to ignore the butterflies in her stomach that would commonly make an appearance whenever jim was around. she just couldn’t help it! he was so sweet and funny and so damn handsome that sometimes she’d zone out. it just wasn’t fair.

“yeah, i’m sure you will.” the two stood there, awkwardly. both of them drinking their water as slow as possible so they could stay together.

“hey, so you know how i sa-“ jim was cut off by the sound of dwight pssting to get his attention. he continued on with his story, but dwight kept interrupting him. he turned to see dwight leaned up against the wall as if he was in a spy movie. “what dwight.”

“i need to speak with you.”

“not now—“

“no, it’s fine! i have to get back to work, anyways.. see you at lunch?” she rolled her eyes and motioned towards angela, before smiling at jim. jim’s heart sunk as he watched her walk away. “yeah! totally..”

“what?! what is so important?” he snapped, annoyed that dwight had driven y/n away.

“come to the conference room. it’s not safe here.” he zipped towards the conference room and jim shook his head as he followed. after hearing the click of the door, he spoke.

“what?”

“i have a mission for you.” dwight innocently looked at jim, reading his body language for any signs of agreement. jim blinked and turned around to open the door. “NO! wait! it’s important!” he grabbed jim by the shoulders and spun him around. he kept his hands on jim’s shoulders, until jim motioned towards his hand placement with his eyes. dwight loosened the grip and gave a quiet ‘sorry’.

“look, i don’t want to be a part of one of your military alien warrior missions right now—“

“but it’s not!”

“really?” jim was unamused and didn’t believe a word dwight said.

“yes!”

“okay, than what is it?”

“there’s a box.”

“a-a box?” jim looked at the camera, silently begging someone to save him from the conversation he was in.

“yeah, in the back of the warehouse.”

“in the back of the warehouse?”

“yes!”

“the place were people go to have sex?”

“precisely.”

“there’s a box?”

“mmhmm.” dwight nodded.

“and you want me to go grab it?” he spoke slowly and made a thumb with his hand, pointing towards the door.

“yes.”

“you want to take me to the hook up spot so we can go pick up a box?”

“YES!” dwight became annoyed.

“dwight, no offense, but i like women.”

“okay— wait, what?”

“i’m not going to hook up with you in the warehouse, bud.” he put a hand on dwight’s shoulder and walked out of the conference room to sit back at his desk.

“if you ever can’t get something done yourself, you know what you do? you punch yourself in the face for being such a loser and man up and get it done! that’s what my third cousin always said. he’s dead now. died in a fire.” dwight frowned.

“but if you can’t do that, then always call for michael.”

“MICHEAL!” dwight pushed open the door to michaels office and explained the situation. it wasn’t long before jim’s work phone rang. he picked it up and heard michael’s voice.

“jim. whatever dwight is telling you to do, go do it.”

“no.”

“JIM, i am your boss! i will have you fired, okay?!”

jim made his signature sarcastic smile, “you can’t fire me for that, micheal.” he swiftly hung up and began to get back to work when he got a call from toby.

“now, i know this isn’t my usual advice, but i highly suggest listening to what michael is telling you right now, jim.”

“what? i just, really want to get those two together already!” toby smiled.

“i really hate having toby in my office. like…i just want to blow up his whole face. i’m gonna have to disinfect everything in my office..” micheal spoke, biting his lip and looking around the room.

jim obliged and hurried downstairs. “did she see?”micheal whisper-shouted, peering over the corner of the desk.

“no, coast is clear.”

dwight and toby watched as michael clicked the keys of the phone. “that’s not y/n’s number, that’s angela’s-“

“yeah— i know!” michael snapped, waving dwight away from his face.

“but why are you calling angela?”

“because! then she can tell y/n that it’s for her. it will make it all much more intense and she’ll think it’s serious..”

“that sounds like a waste of time—“

“sHH! she picked up!— hello!?”

“um..michael?” y/n questioned, worried about why he would call her from angela’s work phone.

“yes! it’s me.”

“why didn’t you just call my phone?”

“yeah, i could be missing calls!” angela whined, filing her nails.

“don’t worry about that, okay? i need you to go pick up a box in the back of the warehouse.” y/n listened to micheal’s task for her and got up, confused as to why this was a job for an account.

“why am i doing this? why not someone in the warehouse—“

“just do it!” and with that, he hung up.

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jim was just about to make his way back upstairs with the box, when he saw y/n walking towards him. his whole face immediately was full of life as he tried to act natural, watching her step forward.

“jim?”

“hey!”

“what are you doing down here?”

“uh..” he leaned up against the door. “honestly? not sure why, but michael wanted me to get this—“

“box?” jim’s brows furrowed.

“yeah, how’d you know?”

“michael asked me to do the same thing!”

jim stiffened, worried that they might had planned something. “oh, weird.”

“yeah..” she leaned over and grabbed the box when jim asked her to hand it to him.

“are you gonna open it?”

jim cocked one shoulder and nodded. “why not?”

once he got the box open, he saw that it was filled with nothing but rocks and his face fell— sending a look of dissatisfaction to the camera. “what? what’s in it?”

“rocks.” jim smiled, watching y/n’s eyes look up at him until her face mirrored his.

“of course it is!”

“yeah, we should probably go back upstairs. they’re probably going through our desks or something.”

“whatcha got hiding in your desk, there, jim?”

“oh you know— just buckets and buckets of barbie movies and pictures from world war II, the usual.” he joked, making y/n shove him lightly as they walked back upstairs.

when they opened the door, they were met with an angry kelly and dwight face-first on the ground, screaming in agony. “what the hell is going on?!” y/n shouted, putting the box down.

“GOD, KELLY! KNOCK IT OFF!” micheal pulled her off of dwight and helped the farmer off of the ground. “dwight, are you okay?”

dwight’s face was covered in blood and he held his nose as if she broke it. “no, michael! i’m not! i refuse to with with that bitch!”

kelly gasped and snapped her fingers. “nuh, uh— did he just call me the b word?!”

“ENOUGH!” andy stood up on his desk, catching everyone’s attention. jim rubbed his face, not even bothering to watch their shitty acting.

“we need to work together, you guys! say, michael?”

“yes andy?”

“i think we should do some trust exercises and open up about our real feelings, don’t you?”

“oh, boy! do i!”

dwight snapped out of it, holding his nose while the red liquid dripped down. “alright then! let’s make a group of two. group one can be hm…” he pretended to think before listing of the names, “michael, angela, oscar, creed, stanley, ryan, toby, y/n, and kelly! everyone else can be team two.”

“i learned how to create the perfect fake blood when i was only six. it’s a secret that i just can’t get into but, all i’m gonna say is that it involves a sheep.” dwight smirked.

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“okay! you guys will be given a partner from the other team and will be writing a list of things that you love about them or that you want to tell them.” micheal explained, standing in the middle of the office that was split down the middle. y/n locked eyes with jim who was sitting at andy’s desk on the other side of the room. “how about jim and y/n go first.”

“wait, shouldn’t kelly and dwight go first since they’re the ones with problems?” jim asked, raising his hand.

“nope, you and y/n. get started. your group can help you out.”

“damn it.. i was really looking forward to writing down a list of things i love about stanley.” jim smiled, childishly.

“this makes no sense, but okay.”

jim and y/n were nervously looking at the blank sheet of paper. they had no clue what to write for one another. it was almost impossible for them to put their feelings on paper and even if it was possible, they were both way too scared to do it.

“i know that jim has liked y/n the longest and is too much of a wimp to admit it, so of course, y/n is going to break first! it’s easy, just fill jim’s head with so much compliments that it makes y/n feel secure enough to admit her feelings. simple as that.” dwight laughed wickedly.

“jim is gonna come clean first. trust me, i know everything about love, i’m like a love expert. dwight is going down.” kelly smiled.

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“LOOK INTO EACH OTHER’S EYES!” micheal gripped the megaphone as y/n and jim stood up in front of one another.

“umm..do you wanna go first?” jim asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

“sure.” she tried her best to keep her cool but they were less than a foot apart and being forced to make eye contact, didn’t make it any easier.

“wait, can i look at my paper?”

“yes.” michael blurted.

“okay, um..” she briefly looked down and spoke, “i love how tall you are. it really brings out the goofiness of your jokes.”

jim continued staring into her eyes, smiling at her words and feeling his cheeks heat up even more.

she sent him an uncertain grin. “your turn.”

jim snapped out of it and looked down at his paper, clearing his throat. “i love how serious you are, while still somehow being the silliest person i know.”

the two teams watched, waiting to see if one of them would break, but nothing.

“i love when you quietly chew your food.”

jim bursted out laughing, and just like that, the two of them were comfortable. “wow, real nice y/l/n.”

“yeah, i thought so.”

“i love when you do your batman impression. how deep your voice gets always amazes me.”

“why thank you!”

“ALL RIGHT, CUT!” dwight shouted.

“what—“

“MEETING!” he dragged jim back to the group.

“why, what happened?”

“this just isn’t..good! i mean, these are sissy compliments, come on jim!”

“i thought i was doing pretty well..—“

“no! let me discuss with the group for a second.” dwight and pam began bantering as jim sat there, doodling.

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“i know what we need to do!” kelly hopped out of her seat, walking up to micheal. y/n was watching the clock tick and was humming a song, oblivious to the group discussion.

“what, what?”

“the only way to get jim to admit that he loves her is if she thinks that he doesn’t!”

“huh?” oscar asked.

“it’s easy! we just have to make her think that jim doesn’t care about her and he’ll have to change his mind and to do that, he’ll come clean! duh!”

“that’s actually not that bad of an idea…” oscar agreed.

“alright! hey, y/n!” kelly woke y/n out of her daydream. “wanna know a secret?”

“what?”

“jim and pam slept together.”

“they did?!” toby shouted, making kelly slap him.

“no, you idiot! just play along.”

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“why is she looking at me like that?” jim questioned. y/n was sending him disgusted looks from across the room and he was confused as to why.

“yeah, why is she…?” dwight backed away from the group and met creed in the corner of the office.

“always have a rat. they snitch and tell you everything you need to know.” dwight nodded.

“they’re saying that jim is a piece of shit and that he hates her.”

“what?! why would they—“ a moment of realization hit him. “genius! getting her to break it off so he would have no choice but to admit his love.”

“mmhmm, yeah, now where’s the payment?” creed asked, holding a hand out. dwight grabbed monopoly dollars and placed them in creeds hand. “oo, the blue ones!” he snuck the dollars in his pockets, looking around to make sure no one was watching. he scurried back to y/n’s team.

dwight made his way towards jim and whispered in his ear.

“y/n slept with ryan.”

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“ANDDDD LOOK INTO THEIR EYES!” micheal sounded off the recouping as jim and y/n both stepped forwards, their hands empty this time and y/n heartbroken while jim was furious.

“why are you even sad? what is there to be sad for? i should be sad, not you.” jim spoke softly.

“why would you be sad? i’m sad because i found out that you never even cared about me, in fact, are embarrassed of me and that you invited everyone but me to just about everything for the past few years! and you’ve been sleeping with a married woman, jim! she’s married!” she tried to keep her cool, but she wanted to cry so badly. it made it hard for her to breathe. her voice was just as soft and quiet as jim’s was.

“wait, what?”

“i know about you and pam.” y/n felt her eyes water and jim noticed, putting a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

“first of all, i never slept with pam and second, you slept with ryan!”

“SHE DID WHAT?!” kelly started to take off her heels when oscar explained to her what was happening.

“oh, please— ryan?! you really have to make up lies like that to cover your ass?”

“i’m not covering anything! me and pam were never together!”

“oh, really? so you didn’t spend new years together with her and everyone else?”

jim didn’t know what to say. it was true. he did throw parties at his place and never invite y/n. it wasn’t because he was embarrassed of her, it was because he was scared of being rejected and losing her.

“wait…you did?” y/n whispered. dwight stood menacingly behind jim, excited that his plan was working. when he stayed silent, she dropped her jaw.

jim didn’t even care about the whole ryan thing. he was suddenly aware of his racing heart and he searched y/n’s eyes for just a sliver of forgiveness.

“y/n..”

her lip quivered and she shook her head before running off and down the stairs. “y/n, wait!” jim followed after her, leaving everyone standing there, speechless.

“i think that this could be a good thing. i mean, i wasn’t expecting it to be this complicated, but, she’ll come clean sooner or later.” dwight threw back a handful of cashews into his mouth.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

jim found y/n rolled up into a ball on the stairs. her face was burried in her skirt and she had her arms wrapped around herself.

jim sat beside her, keeping his distance. he wanted to hug her and comfort her but he didn’t want to upset her any more.

“why didn’t you invite me?” he perked up at her muffled words, watching her lift her head up. her bloodshot eyes looked into his and he could feel his heart breaking. “am i really that bad? i mean, you invite meredith and not me?”

“no, y/n!” he grabbed her hand and put it in his, cupping it. “you mean more to me than any one of them do. i was just too scared to invite you..” he frowned.

“why would you be scared?”

“because you’re the most gorgeous thing i’ve ever seen in my whole life and i’m scared of losing you.”

y/n shot her head up, looking at him. she wasn’t sure if she heard him correctly. “what?”

“y/n, i don’t care about anyone in the world as much as i care about you. i haven’t even thought about being with anyone else since the day we met.”

she felt herself smile and a tear fell down her cheek. “jim, i’ve been in love with you since i knew you existed.”

“well, why didn’t you say so?!” y/n giggled at his words.

“same reason that you didn’t!” she rested her head on his shoulder.

“so um..can i kiss you now?”

“definitely.”

he leaned in desperately, and held onto the back of her neck. he touched her as if he was afraid of losing her and her stomach was going wild with butterflies. the office emerged and saw the scene, causing some of them to cheer while others were jaw-dropped, but jim never stopped kissing her.

“WAIT, BUT WHO WON?!” dwight shouted.

legend has it that y/n and jim have been kissing on that staircase, ever since.

𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝘾𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙐𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 [𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝟰𝗳𝗲𝗯𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮]

𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗯𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴. 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁. 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂! 

𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗴 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

sleepy [fluff] | magical [fluff] | dancing with you is always better [fluff] | come back [fluff] @pussyslayer5371

how could they not know? [fluff] @saintlike78

compliment me [fluff] @heartmix

pretty eyes [fluff] @hiraeth-maximoff

i wanted to kiss you [fluff] | a more beautiful bride [fluff] @siempre-bucky

some time [fluff] @crazyk-imagine

pregnant [fluff] @lovelybishop

lay it on me [angst] @misskatebishop

nightmares in eternity {angst] @endofthelinegang

disbelief [fluff] | troublemaker [fluff] @itsapeterthing

𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁 𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

sucker for pain [fluff] @lovelybucky1

kisses in the rain [fluff] @echos-newlegs

meant to be [fluff] @pussyslayer5371

neon blue sky [fluff] @alrighty-matty

healings hands [fluff] @bearwriting

because i’m here [fluff] @hellsfirekeepsyouwarm

tattoo [fluff, tiny angst] @siempre-bucky

𝗸𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

cookies [fluff] @sapphicwriting

copy cats [fluff] @kram6496

her hoodie [fluff] @clueless-sapphic

𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴-𝗰𝗵𝗶 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

pillow [fluff] | protector [fluff, tiny angst] @lovelybarnes

stuck with you [fluff] | exhaustion [fluff] @luna-writes-stuff

our jacket [fluff] @buckybleu

perfection [fluff] @makethatelevenrings

safety net [fluff] @thewritingdoll

you bother me, pt2 [fluff] | drunk pigggybacks [fluff] | second thoughts [angst, fluff] @ola-elaina

sweep me off my feet [fluff] @shieldedreams

lip balm [fluff] @chiefdirector

still into you [fluff] @redroomwidows

𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

you can stay [fluff] @plxviofiles

peach and vanilla [fluff] @sapphicwriting

𝘅𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

who hurt you [fluff] @fireinmoonshot

𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗮 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

lean on me [fluff] @vorsdany

𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗸 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

traced marks [fluff] | in love [angst] @sapphicwriting

𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

oversized [fluff] @like-what-the-fuck-scoob

suffer [angst, fluff] @tweedlydumbtweedlydoo

sleepless [fluff] | you could never hurt me [fluff] @falcqns

𝘁𝗮𝘀𝗺!𝗽𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

anything but a bug spray! [fluff, angst] | i’ll crawl home to her [smut, fluff] @gotkindabored

first date [fluff] @scandalous-chaos

a patch of sunlight [fluff] @golden-betty13

you love me, i love you [fluff] @rintsuru

hot & cold [fluff] @bruitsdelaville

puberty [fluff] @chaoticparker

until you [fluff] @darling-i-read-it

Who are we if we can’t protect them?

A QUIET PLACE (2018) Dir. John Krasinski