jam oneshots | for the soul~

simplicity.

set in Season 4, a bit after the first date 
a dab of smut x

Pam stood up and gathered her things, watching as most of the others copied her movements. Her eyes fell upon her boyfriend of three weeks, Jim Halpert. She nibbles her lip, then decides to talk to him about the elephant in the room. She slinks over to his desk and drums her fingers on the table to draw his attention away from the copious amounts of paperwork strewn around the desk. "Hello?"

He looks up, and a smile instantly reaches his face. "Hey, you." He sees her purse in her hand and his face drops. "So you're leaving me here? On my own?" Jim sniffles dramatically. "Aww, you won't be on your own!" Pam folds her arm, looking adorably stubborn. "You have your very best friend, Dwight Kurt Schrute." She grins. He exchanges a smirk since Dwight was currently in the bathroom and unable to hear them laugh about him.

Pam glances around, then lowers her voice as she speaks. "Though I have to admit, I've felt awful for him ever since he split up with Angela- or, rather, she split up with him." Jim chews his pen and nods. "I kinda agree." That was something Pam liked about Jim- she could actually talk to him about things that were going on in the office, and he'd understand. That was another perk of dating a coworker. "I think we should lay off the extreme pranks for a while. It's the kind thing to do," she runs a hand through her curls. Jim pauses, clearly considering, then says "I personally think it could be the perfect thing to motivate him, but you might actually be right." He smiles up at her, which she returns. "Well. If he's being particularly annoying, then maybe one won't hurt anyone," Pam giggles, though it dies down as Dwight returns from the bathroom.  Jim nods.

"But seriously," he continues, wanting to steer the conversation away from Dwight, "you're just gonna leave me here to work late?" Pam pouts. "Don't give me that, Halpert. You know I've already done my share of overtime this week!" Jim shakes his head. "I know, but...please stay with me?" He glances at Dwight and sees him watching, arms folded as he leans back in his swivel chair. "I need a friend to help me get through this evening," he explains, putting specific emphasis on 'friend'.  Pam was confused, then peeked over at Dwight and noticed him staring. Realizing quickly what her boyfriend was up to, she chose to play along with it. 

"Oh...well, I guess that's understandable." She said loudly. "Okay, I'll stay...because you are my friend, and...nothing more..." Jim rolled his eyes. Pam's acting skills weren't exactly topnotch, which contradicted with Jim's own talent for performing. Still, it seemed to fool Dwight, as he shot them one last look, then turned back to his computer. Pam chewed her lip, "Sorry," she murmurs guiltily, "I'm really bad at this, aren't I?" 

Jim pauses, then shakes his head. "No, Pam. Not at all." He mumbles and smiles at her. Pam smiles back. "So you'll stay?" He asked hopefully, clicking his pen on and off. Pam folds her arms and leans on his desk lightly and nods. "Yeah." She glances around swiftly. No one is looking at them, even Dwight, who was now checking on his mini beet farm that resided in his desk drawer. Nobody was supposed to know about it, and yet everybody knew about it, though Dwight still refused to acknowledge this.

"Only if you come over after," Pam whispers, writing down a quick note, then handing it to him. She smirks then saunters back to her desk as innocently as he can. Jim's eyebrows raise before he uncrumples the note and reads it. His eyes widen as he reads it, heart beating out of his chest.

'Come over after work and I'll let you do whatever you want to me. And I mean anything, Halpert. It's up to you ;)
-Pam x.'

He bites his lip so hard he tastes blood. "Shit," he muttered, then slipped the note in his pocket rapidly as Michael came out of his office. "Ready to work, gang?" He asked enthusastically. Jim and Pam exchange grins, and as she beams at him, Jim's heart soars. 

Maybe working late won't be so bad after all, since she's there.