Jim x Dwight-- Jim confesses his love to Dwight

Stamford

Jim sank back into his chair, tapping his pencil rhythmically against his desk. The sounds of his Stamford co-workers making sales calls filled his ears. It was nice here. Calm, no distractions. It also meant no Pam to go over to and pop jellybeans into his mouth, while they plotted a prank against Dwight or talked about whatever annoying thing Roy had done or said. He was lucky to talk with Pam over the phone, but it just wasn't the same. There definitely was no Michael, yelling into his ear or telling them dumb stories. He missed his old boss. He also missed his desk mate. He missed Dwight. But Dwight probably didn't miss him, he probably hated Jim more. 

Jim put himself out there, twice actually and Dwight rejected him. He couldn't help himself that night, Dwight was so close to him and he looked so dorky in his tux, so he went for it. Dwight never knew how to have personal space. Always getting close to Jim's face when he had something to say to him. That's probably why he fell in love with Dwight. The mere exposure effect says that even if you hate someone, when you have lots of proximity with them, your chances actually starting to like them increases. It really fucked Jim over because he didn't just stop hating and getting annoyed with Dwight, he fell in love with him. 

He was so in love with him that he couldn't bear to see him in love with someone else. Being away from him wasn't that much better. He put on a happy face and tried to be the happy, go lucky Jim he always was. He still was that Jim and sometimes made appearances though the day, but beneath it all Jim was struggling. He was exhausted- mentally and physically. Simple task felt like he was walking through mud, food seemed to lose its taste. It was of course worse when he was in Scranton, seeing Dwight and Angela with each other, oblivious to Jim watching them. 

Still being in Stamford was tough, a big change, but he was determined to make it work. He tried not to prank, especially after Andy's outburst when Jim had put his stuff in Jello. Dwight got mad and annoyed from Jim's pranks, but it was nothing like the fury that Andy had displayed. He helped Josh out and followed rules to a tea. He had friendly banter with Karen. It was all working out. His heart and brain sometimes disagreed, providing him with such vivid memories of kissing Dwight and Dwight holding onto his hands, not letting him go. 

Stop, he told himself. He was just bringing the same pain upon himself that he had left behind in Scranton. "Hey"Karen greeted, breaking him out of his thoughts. Jim looked up "hey" he politely smiled. "Conference room meeting in 2 min" she said, pointing to the room. He nodded and made his way up from his desk. He saw Mr. Brown, setting up his Diversity Day materials. Jim smiled to himself. What he would do to be in this meeting right now in Scranton. Michael disagreeing to everything, Pam on his side, and seeing Dwight taking in every word that Michael spoke. He shook his head. He had to move on. He could move on, he had no other choice.