jam oneshots | for the soul~

the playful side of jam.

heehee its just what it sounds like
Jim and Pam have been dating for, like, 2 months in this lol
does anyone else want a Jim and pam anime??? it would just be 20 minutes of Jim squealing about Pam doing the tiniest thing lol it would be so fucking cute-

"I swear," Pam said, smacking Jim square on the chest with her pillow. "If you don't get up now, I will douse you in cold water, James Halpert!" 

He groaned quietly, rolling over to the other side of the large bed. "Don't you dare. I will make you sleep on the floor, Pamela Beesly. Alright, alright, I'm up. I don't trust you not to pour water on me anyway." He opened his eyes, and sat up slightly, resting on his elbows and smirking lazily at her. "Good morning. How did you sleep, en la casa de Halpert?"

"You hog the blankets," Pam said with a grin, "but other than that...well, it's decent, I would say. Also, I like the fact that you don't sleep with a shirt on. It doesn't leave a lot to the imagination, but I enjoy that immensely." She glanced at his shirtless form and grinned. "Very nice."

"Stop it, Succubus Beesly. But...if we're saying things about each other's chests, then I would like to point out that I can see your nipples through that shirt. That's kinda hot," he laughed, and her eyes widened before she glanced down. "Oh no! You're right!...hmm. Oh well." She giggled, making her chest heave, which he of course observed. "I think I can live with that, frankly."

Jim reached over and patted her head sleepily, before he sat up entirely. "Well then. What would you like to do today, Beesly?" Pam gazed at him with a confused expression. "Me? Um...I don't know. Sorry, I'm just...I'm just not used to...you know. Doing things that I want to do. Well, uh, I am, and I'm not at the same time. Because...when I was with Roy..I didn't get to do a lot of my own things. But then I left him and I didn't know what to do with myself because I wasn't used to having a load of free time." She admitted quietly. "And I still don't know what I want to do now."

"Aww," Jim said softly, reaching out and taking her hands in his. "I'm sorry to hear that...either way. I just want you to know that you can do whatever you want when you're with me. You should be allowed to do whatever you want whenever you want to because you're a strong independent woman who has given me far too many boners over the past years."

Pam chuckled quietly. "That last bit was sort of unnecessary. But...thank you Jim. That really means a lot to me," she glanced down, biting her lip.

"You don't understand how easy it is for me to get a hard-on just thinking about you."

"That's...kind of hot." She giggled, and looked up. He smiled at her, then squeezed her hands. "I really like you. I want you to know that. I didn't...I didn't want to say the other thing...just yet...in our relationship...because I feel like I might ruin it if I do that," he admitted quietly, and she smiled. "I understand where you're coming from. And...if it's worth anything...I'm...I really like you too. A lot." 

"I'm glad to hear that." He whispered. Pam paused, then let go of his hands and threw her arms around his slender body. "Hey, Beesly," he chuckled softly, "what's all this about?"

She sniffled quietly. "You're so awesome. And you smell really good today. Like cinnamon," Pam said, closing her eyes. "You're warm."

"Am I-"

"Don't taaalk..." Pam whimpered quietly, latching onto him harder. "I'm sorry. I'm an emotional wreck at the moment. This is all so new to me."

"Hey, I wouldn't worry about it. I feel the exact same way." He mumbled, wrapping one of her curls around his finger. "I just...don't want to mess this up. I've loved you for so long now...a-and I know I said I wasn't going to bring up that phrase but...I feel like I have to, because it's true. I love you, Pam."

"I...um...I know," she said politely. She immediately cringed, desperate to change the phrase that came out of her mouth. "No- I meant-"

Jim's entire body tensed, and let go of her body rather coldly. "Um. I think...I need to shower." He got up and scuttled out, but Pam still saw his eye glisten with tears. She sighed, shutting her eyes and with it the entire world. She had never been so disappointed in herself. 

She hadn't meant it. She loved him too; really, she did. She just had trouble saying it, that was all. "Jim!" She called softly, getting to her feet and feeling the unfamiliar soft padded carpet beneath them. Woah, she had to admit, she couldn't recollect a fair amount of details from the night before, but it must have been good if she had slept over at his house. She glanced down at herself; yup, she was still fully dressed. Jim hadn't taken advantage of her somewhat tipsy state then - that was good. Then again, Pam knew that he would never do that.