Jim's Best Friend: The Office AU

Talking Technology, Part One

March, 2008.

"Oh, right, of course I can." Y/N said with a smile, looking to the camera. "So, a lot has happened in the last few months." She let out a laugh, looking out into the office. "Uh, Pam left for Albany in November, now part of the design team for Dunder Mifflin, which is awesome. I head up at the weekends every now and then to see her, Jim too. We're all missing her like crazy." She smiled softly, looking up as another question was asked. "Oh, yeah! Well, I am working here again, obviously. Met with Michael in September, and I trained with Pam for a little while, and I'm currently filling in as receptionist. Company isn't in dire need of salespeople, but I'm back and grateful and happy to be home." It was clear on her face, in her eyes. She was happy to be sat there. "Jim? Well, uh, he withdrew from the corporate job, broke up with Karen, you know, it's been nice to work in the same office again, friends again..." She glanced out the window, a frown forming on her face as a young man with a lacklustre amount of facial hair and a over priced haircut walked in. "Ryan got the job, with my idea..." she said with annoyance in her voice, and looked back at the camera. "But at least I don't see him everyday."

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"What's with the long face?" Jim asked you with a shit-eating grin, taking his freshly brewed cup of coffee from your hands and moving some paperwork for you to take a seat on his desk, your own mug in hand. He had reclaimed his desk after you left, which was great for you both, now being able to see each other without any obstacles. He knew exactly why you weren't happy, Michael and Dwight bickering with Ryan in the other room. The kid had gotten a pay rise and a New York corporate job on the back of your idea, and even though you had quit before his interview for the job, he had taken full credit despite it being a team effort.

"I think I might head up to Albany, see Pam this weekend." You quickly changed the subject, and Jim nodded, turning to his computer and starting an email. You squeezed his shoulder, heading over to reception, what had been your new desk for 5 months now, and you began on some copies for Creed when an email came through:

Y/N,
I regret to inform you that you won't be able to do that trip to Albany this weekend.
Jim

You glanced over, raising an eyebrow to him before sending a reply:

Jim,
Thank you for bringing this to my attention. What is stopping me from this trip?
Y/N

You got up after sending it through, sorting the copies and setting them on Creed's desk, heading back to your own as the phone rang.

"Dunder Mifflin, this is Y/N. How can I help you today? Uh huh... Putting you through." You quickly transferred a call to Andy with a nod, a new email in your inbox.

Y/N,
I was thinking I finally introduce you to my parents over dinner, Friday night?
Jim

Your heart skipped a beat, and you glanced over the desk to see an ever so familiar dorky smile on Jim's face, the brown-haired beanpole doing his best not to look over at you.

Jim,
Albany can wait a week.
Y/N

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September, 2007.

You were well aware that if anyone walked in, you were screwed to oblivion, but Jim was kissing your neck as you sat on your old desk, and his hands held tight on your waist as he brought his lips back to yours, both of you too caught up in the moment to give a damn. It was only after Hugh called out from the hall that the pair of you broke apart, you trying to catch your breath before responding.

"Sorry, Hugh. Just a minute." You called out, and as footsteps slowly became quieter Jim let out a laugh that threw his head back and left him with tears in his eyes. You tried to stop the smile on your face widening, instead punching his shoulder in response.