𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 ; the office imagines

drunken kisses *:･ﾟ✧ jim halpert

song - disciples by tame impala | put on repeat

"hey, halpert! beer me!" i drunkly giggled on the bar stool with the rest of our co-workers at the local bar, poor richard's. jim, my best friend, sat next to me, a single beer in his hand.

he smiled at me and playfully rolled his eyes. "you've had four beers, and three margaritas, y/n. you're absolutely crazy if you think you're going to be having another drink."

"please, jim?" i pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes.

"no, y/n. i should take you home, anyways."

"no!" and with that he paid for our drinks and practically threw me over his shoulder. i pounded my fists on his back, but it didn't phase him one bit. he said his goodbyes to our office friends as we left the bar.

"what the hell, jim!" i exclaimed as we walked towards his car since we came to the bar together.

"you'll thank me later." he replied as he placed me back down on the ground. he held my hand as he guided me to the car. i smiled at him, and he grinned back.

i plopped myself in the front seat as jim tried to buckle my seat belt.

he drove me back to my apartment, and he helped me walk to my door on the second floor. i gave him my keys, not bothering to fumble with the lock. he opened it, and i immediately flopped on my couch, causing him to laugh.

"what's so funny, james?" i questioned, my face smudged against a cushion.

"nothing. let's get you to bed."

"i don't wanna." 

"again, you'll thank me later." as he tried pulling me off the couch. i stumbled as i got up, and i wrapped my arms around his neck. our lips touched and connected as i leaned my body up against his even more. his lips were soft, and he kissed back for a bit before gently pushing me off of him.

"woah there, y/n." he chuckled, his cheeks a shade of crimson as he walked me towards my bedroom.

"you know, halpert, you're not a bad kisser at all." i slurred.

"you're not too bad yourself, either." he sat me on my bed and took off my shoes. he went towards the bottom of my blouse and attempted to pull it over my head.

i don't know what came over me, so i pulled him by the collar of his button up shirt and smashed my lips on his. i missed the feeling of his lips on mine all of a sudden.

jim kissed back almost immediately, and his hands found their way to my hips, keeping me upright. jim and i were friends, and i never thought that we would be in my room kissing each other.

"not now, y/n." he said as he pulled away, clearly not wanting to take advantage of me right now. i whined as he pulled away from the kiss, missing the feeling it gave me.

"you're no fun." i sulked as jim pulled my shirt over my head. he found a oversized t-shirt in my drawer and slipped it over my head. he took off my skirt and left me in my underwear.

he pulled back the covers for me and tucked me in. he was about to leave, and i didn't want him to.

"jim?"

"yeah?"

"please don't go." i said.

"y/n-"

"stay."

he obliged and laid next to me. i fell asleep with him by my side, his scent making me sleepy in a way.

"goodnight, y/n."

"goodnight, jimothy."