I stared down at my sheets, shielding my eyes with my hand.

"Morning babe." I smiled slightly to myself as I felt Jim kiss my head, his hand briefly on my back before he put his bag on his desk. I looked at him and smiled slightly before looking back down. His smile faltered.

"You okay, Y/N?" he asked. I gulped and turned to face him.

"I need to talk to you." I mumbled.

"Okay." He spoke. I sighed and looked slightly at Dwight, who was sat at his desk staring at me.

"In private." I gulped. Jim's eyes filled with concern and he nodded as he stood up. I stood up too and started to walk.

"Ooh, Jim, you're in trouble. What did you do this time?" Dwight smirked.

"Look, Dwight, it says gullible on the ceiling." Jim spoke as he pointed up.

"Does it-dammit!" Dwight yelled as we started to walk.

"Every time." Jim smirked. We walked into the kitchen and I turned to face Jim as he shut the door. He looked at me.

"What's up?" he asked, sticking his hands in his trouser pockets. I gulped harshly and fiddled with my fingers.

"My period is late." I admitted. Jim's eyes widened slightly.

"Oh. How late?" he asked.

"Two months." I spoke.

"What?" he scoffed, taking his hands out of his pockets.

"I know." I gulped.

"You could be two months pregnant and you're only telling ne now?!" he exclaimed as he held his hands to his head.

"Well I didn't want to worry you, so I waited to see if it would come...and it hasn't." I gulped.

"Have you been to a doctor? Or taken one of those home pregnancy tests?" he asked.

"I made a doctor's appointment after I got sick at Michael's. It's in a couple days. I find out then." I nodded.

"Good." He smiled slightly. I looked at him.

"It concerns me slightly that your main issue with this situation is the fact I waited this long to tell you." I scoffed. He returned it and chuckled slightly as he shook his head, his hands falling back to his sides.

"I mean, I can't say I'm not happy if you are pregnant. I love you, Y/N, and I want kids, so yeah, it's really good news if you are." He smiled. I returned it slightly but then gulped.

"I want kids too, and with you, but we're not even engaged yet." I scoffed. Jim's smile dipped slightly.

"So? We don't have to be married or even planning to get married to have a kid together." He shrugged.

"I know, but my parents won't be happy to find out I'm pregnant with your baby if we're not even engaged, especially since we've now been dating for a year and a half. Not to mention that Angela will have a field day with this." I sighed. Jim looked at me.

"So, what, you're saying the only way we can do this is if we're engaged?" he asked.

"No, I'm just saying, that'd be the best thing to do. Ensure that I know you're here to help me." I spoke before my eyes widened. Jim narrowed his eyes at me.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he scoffed.

"Jim, that came out all wrong, I meant so other people know-."

"You really think I'm going to get you pregnant, and then leave you?" he choked.

"No, not at all, I know you'd never do that, that came out so wrong." I gulped. He scoffed and shook his head, tears pooling in his stunning brown eyes.

"Look, Y/N. I love you. No, no, I'm past that, I'm in love with you. Okay? I have been since the day I met you. And of course, I want to marry you, why wouldn't I? You're amazing in every way, but I will not propose to you just to prove to people that I'm not going to leave if you're pregnant. You should know me better than that. When I propose to you, it'll be because I love you and I want to be with you for the rest of my life, not because I might be having a baby with you." He choked, a tear leaving his eyes. My eyes widened slightly.

"Did you just say "when" you propose?" I asked quietly. Jim's eyes faltered and he looked down.

"Yeah. Yeah, I did. But now I'm starting to reconsider." He nodded.

"Jim, I'm so sorry, you know I didn't mean any of that, I'm sorry." I choked. He shook his head and scoffed, another tear leaving his eyes as he opened the door to the office and walked out, leaving me alone.

I sat at my desk, looking up discreetly every so often to see if Jim was ever looking at me. I sighed as his jaw was clenched and his eyes were glued to his work. I stood up and started to walk past his desk.

"Hey, Y/N." he spoke, looking up as I passed him.

"Yeah?" I asked hopefully. He looked around cautiously before looking down.

"I, erm, think you should sleep at yours tonight." He admitted quietly, timidly looking up at me. My smile faltered and I felt tears prick my eyes.

"Okay. Sure." I nodded, giving him a quick smile before walking away. I hurried into the kitchen, not wanting anyone to see the tears pooling in my eyes.

"Hey Y/N." I looked to my side and forced a smile as Michael walked in.

"Hi Michael." I sighed.

"You okay? You look a little upset." He spoke, walking to me.

"I'm fine, Jim and I are just going through a bit of a rough patch." I nodded. He returned it before looking at the mug I was pouring coffee into.

"Is it the sex?" he asked. My eyes widened as I looked at him.

"Mine and Jim's sex life isn't something I'm going to discuss with you." I nodded.

"Okay. But, you know, if Jim isn't doing everything he should be, I'm a great lover so you can tell him to come to me for some tips if you want. I'm famous among past lovers for my knowledge of women's bodies." He nodded, looking at me. I sighed, returning it.

"Okay, Michael. Well thank you, but I don't think I'm going to tell Jim to talk to you about our sex lives." I spoke. Michel nodded and shrugged.

"Okay. The student will never become the master." He shrugged. I nodded.

"He'll never become the student." I mumbled before walking out.

Jim's P.O.V

"I erm, think you should sleep at yours tonight." Jim admitted quietly, timidly looking up at Y/N. Her smile faltered and Jim sighed as he saw tears prick her eyes.

"Okay. Sure." She nodded, giving him a quick smile before walking away. Jim sighed and rubbed his hands over his face.

"Nice job." Dwight scoffed. Jim looked at him.

"Excuse me?" he asked. Dwight looked at him.

"You've clearly pissed her off. What did you do?" Dwight smirked.

"I didn't do anything." Jim mumbled, his eyes on his work.

"Yeah, right. What is it? Did you tell her you wouldn't move in with her? Did you tell her you won't marry her? Did you tell her you won't have kids with her?" Dwight guessed. Jim clenched his jaw as he tried to ignore him.

"Did you say no to sex-."

"Look, not that it's any of your business, but I didn't do anything wrong, she did." Jim cut him off, looking at him. Dwight's smirk widened.

"What did she do? Did she tell you she wouldn't move in with you? Did she tell you she won't marry you? Did she tell you she won't have kids with you-."

"Dwight, what she did is none of your business, okay?" Jim cut him off again, making his smirk widen again.

"Why do you look so happy about this?" he scoffed.

"98% of office romances don't work out. It'll knock you down a few pegs finding out that even you guys, the Romeo and Juliet of the office, couldn't survive those odds." He smirked. Jim's face dropped at Dwight's words.

"You're wrong. We're just fine. We're happy and we're going to survive what we're going through." He nodded.

"Ha. I'd like to see you try." Dwight smirked before going back to his work. Jim's eyes wavered and he sighed before going back to his work.