I walked into the office and sat down as I put my stuff down.

"Morning, Y/L/N." Jim smiled as he walked in.

"Hey." I chuckled.

"You look nice today." He spoke.

"Do I not usually look nice?" I chuckled, making Jim's eyes widen.

"Oh, no, you always look lovely, I just, um, you look especially nice today." He smiled. I chuckled.

"Why thank you. Seth is taking me out tonight to a new fancy restaurant, so I figured that I better make an effort." I smiled. Jim's eyes wavered slightly.

"Sounds lovely." He nodded.

Jim's P.O.V

"So, Y/N and Seth have been dating for four months now, and there is no end in sight." Jim shook his head, sighing.

"I, erm, I'm happy for her, don't get me wrong, she seems very happy, but from what she tells me, they fight quite a lot, so I don't know. It's hard to see someone that you...care about...with someone else." He nodded and looked down.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Can I have everyone's attention, please?" Michael yelled as he wandered out of his office.

"Our casino night is tomorrow night, so bring family and friends, remember to bring a lot of money because all money goes to charity, and the person with the most chips at the end of the night wins a fridge, courtesy of Vance refrigeration." He spoke, making Phyllis smile.

"What's the charity?" I asked. Michael paused.

"The Michael Scott foundation." He nodded. Jim looked at me before looking back at Michael.

"So, you're going to get all of the money?" Jim scoffed.

"No, no, it'll, um...it'll-no." he shook his head.

"How about we give it to cancer research?" Phyllis spoke.

"That's a great idea, we should do that." I agreed. Michael sighed and shook his head.

"Fine. We'll give it to cancer, god." He scoffed before heading into his office and slamming the door. Jim looked at me and chuckled.

"So, you bringing anyone to the casino night?" he asked.

"Just Seth. Though I'm going to have to drag him kicking and screaming." I mumbled.

"How come?" he asked. I sighed and shook my head.

"He thinks that it's kind of a waste of time." I shrugged. Jim's eyes widened.

"But it's for charity." He scoffed.

"That's exactly what I said. I mean, I guess the main thing is that he's coming." I spoke.

"True." He nodded before looking down.

Jim's P.O.V

Jim looked into the camera and shook his head.

"He's an ass. That's it." He shrugged.

"I mean, not wanting to go to an event for charity? Who does that?" he scoffed before looking down.

"He doesn't deserve Y/N. I have nothing more to say." He mumbled before looking up.

Y/N's P.O.V

Seth and I walked into the warehouse and I smiled as we looked around.

"This looks amazing!" I laughed, looking at all the casino games.

"Is it an open bar?" he asked. I sighed and looked at him.

"We don't have to be drinking to have fun together, you know." I spoke as I looked around for Jim and Pam. My lips curled into a smile as I spotted them. I caught Jim's gaze, making him smile as he waved at me.

"Hey, let's go sit with Jim and Pam." I smiled.

"Do we have to? You know that I don't like Jim." He sighed. I rolled my eyes as I pulled him along to the table.

"Hey, guys." Pam smiled as we sat down, me next to Jim.

"How are you?" Jim asked, looking at me.

"I'm good." I nodded, smiling as he returned it.

"Can I get you a drink?" he asked as he started to stand up.

"Um, I think that's my job, given that I'm her boyfriend." Seth scoffed, swinging his arm over my shoulder and making my smile dip slightly. Jim looked at him.

"Okay, then, didn't mean to step on your toes." He chuckled slightly.

"Well, you may as well do it now, since you're up." Seth mumbled. Jim looked at me and rolled his eyes, making me smile.

"You want a vodka martini?" he asked.

"You know me so well." I smiled. He returned it and winked before walking off.

"What's his deal?" Seth mumbled. Pam and I looked at him.

"He offered to get me a drink. God, what an awful guy." I spoke sarcastically, making Pam smile.

"He shouldn't have done." He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and stood up.

"I'm going to see what other drinks there are." I mumbled before heading to the bar.

"Hey." I spoke, gently tapping Jim on the back. He looked at me.

"I said that I was getting you a drink." He smiled.

"Yeah, but Seth was being an ass so..." I shrugged.

"Oh. Okay. So, what game do you want to play first?" he asked.

"Poker." I nodded, making him snigger.

"What's that for?" I chuckled.

"No, nothing, I'm just extremely good at poker. No one has ever beaten me." He smirked.

"Well, my high school boyfriend was extremely good at poker and he taught me, so I have also never been beaten." I nodded, making Jim's smirk widen.

"How about we make this interesting? Make a little bet out of betting." He shrugged.

"I'm listening." I nodded.

"We have a game of poker, if you win, I buy you another drink after the game. If I win, you owe me a dance." He spoke. I thought for a moment.

"It's on, Halpert." I smiled, putting out my hand.

"Awesome." He responded, shaking my hand.

"I look forward to that dance." He smirked as I took my martini and started to walk away.

"Oh, that's fighting talk, Halpert." I spoke, making him laugh as I walked away.

"Alright, let's do this." Jim smirked, rubbing his hands together as we sat down at the poker table.

"I'm going to wipe the floor with you." I returned.

"Ohh, she's cocky." Kevin giggled as he dealt the cards.

"She has no reason to be, I'm going to win." Jim shrugged, winking at me and making me smirk.

"We'll see, Jim. We'll see." I smirked as I looked down at my cards.

"All in." I spoke, pushing all of my chips forward.

"Ooh, you sure? You really sure?" Jim sheepishly smiled.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.

"Because I have a royal flush." He smirked, revealing his cards. My eyes widened as everyone gasped.

"Damn. Nice going, Jim." Oscar scoffed.

"Why thank you." He smiled before looking at me and standing up.

"You owe me a dance later." He spoke, leaning down and kissing my head as he passed, making me smile.

I sat at the table, sipping my drink.

"Hey." I looked up and smiled as Jim walked towards the table.

"Hey, you." I chuckled.

"So, you lost at poker, so I think that you owe me a dance." He smiled. I returned it.

"I think that I do." I nodded. Jim returned it and smiled as he extended his hand. I took it and stood up before letting him walk me to the dancefloor. Jim turned to face me and smiled as he gently curled his arm around my waist, landing his hand on my lower back as he took my hand in his spare one. I closed my eyes and rested my head against Jim's chest, making me smile as he rested his chin against my head.

"This is really nice." Jim admitted quietly.

"It is, isn't it?" I mumbled. He nodded as he slowly kissed my head. I looked up at him as he pulled his lips away. I smiled to myself as he looked down at my lips before returning his gaze to my eyes.

"I, erm, I need to tell you something." He muttered.

"Okay." I nodded. He gulped and looked at me.

"I, er, I...I'm in love with-."

"Hey!" my eyes widened as I was ripped out of Jim's arms.

"Dude, what the hell?" Jim scoffed as Seth pulled me away.

"Why are you dancing with my girlfriend?" Seth spat.

"Considering that she was my best friend before she was your girlfriend, I'd say that we can dance." Jim nodded.

"You stay away from her." Seth snapped.

"Seth, no." I spat.

"Screw you, man, you have no right to tell me to stay away from her." Jim spat.

"Oh, I think I do, she's my girlfriend, she listens to me." He snapped. Jim's eyes widened.

"Don't you dare talk to her like that! She's her own person, you have no right to say that." Jim shook his head.

"Screw you, Halpert." He spat before shoving Jim.

"Hey, both of you, stop!" I yelled as I stepped in between them. Jim looked at me with broken eyes.

"Just stop. I'm not doing this. I'm not going to be in between you guys." I choked.

"Tough, Y/N. Me or him." Seth spat. My eyes widened, as did Jim's.

"You can't make her do that." Jim shook his head.

"Watch me." Seth snapped. Tears started to leave my eyes as I looked between them. Jim looked at me with glassy eyes.

"I can't do this." I choked before rushing out.

Tears ran down my face as I sat on the curb, hugging myself. I stared down at the street as I heard the door behind me open before shutting. I squeezed my eyes shut, allowing more tears to flow free as Jim gently draped his jacket over my shoulders before sitting down next to me.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. About all of that. I didn't mean to lose my cool, I'm sorry." He mumbled. I shook my head before resting my head against Jim's chest, making him wrap his arms around me. I cried into his chest and balled my hands into fists around his shirt, making him choke as he kissed my head.

"I'm so sorry. About all of this." He choked against my hair.

"Don't talk, just...please just hold me, Jim." I cried.

"Okay. Okay. I've got you." He reassured, holding me tighter as I rested my head against his chest.