I sat at my desk, tying out my sales.

"Psst." My eyebrows furrowed as I heard something.

"Psst." I looked around, looking to my right.

"Other way, Y/L/N." Jim whispered. I looked at him and smiled.

"What's up-." My voice trailed off as he put a finger to his lips. My eyebrows furrowed.

"Watch this." He whispered before pointing to Dwight. I looked at him before looking at Dwight, who was about to take a sip of his coffee. He took a sip before spitting it out, coughing and spluttering. Jim smiled at me.

"Salt, not sugar." He chuckled.

"Oh that's awesome." I laughed, making him smile.

"Jim, what did you do to my coffee?" Dwight spat.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Jim shook his head.

"Joke's on you, I'll just have yours instead." Dwight sneered before taking a sip of Jim's coffee. He spit it out again, making Jim smirk.

"You salted your own coffee?" I laughed.

"I did." Jim nodded, making me laugh more.

"Just because you want to impress Y/N." Dwight mumbled. My smile faltered, as did Jim's.

"Sorry, what?" he asked, clearing his throat.

"I know that you like her, so no wonder you want to show off in front of her." He scoffed. Jim's smile dropped completely as he looked between Pam and I.

"Yeah, as a friend. I always prank you, Y/N being here doesn't change that." Jim chuckled nervously. My smile dipped further at his words and I looked at him.

"Sure. Keep telling yourself that." Dwight smirked. Jim looked at me and gulped before going back to his work, making my smile disappear entirely.

Jim's P.O.V

"Why does everyone think that I have a crush or something on Y/N?" Jim chuckled nervously.

"I mean, sure, she's cute and funny, and she gets me, and she's easy to talk to and prank Dwight with, and she's cute-did I already say that one-erm..." he gulped and looked into the camera.

"But I'm with Pam, and I love her, and I'm even considering proposing to her, so..." he chuckled nervously, scratching at his chin as he looked into the camera again.

"Please don't tell Pam." He gulped.

Y/N's P.O.V

"No, I don't have a crush on Jim." I scoffed as I looked into the camera.

"Why? Did he say something?" I gulped, making the producer shrug. I sighed and shook my head.

"Even if I did have a crush on him, it doesn't matter because he doesn't have a crush on me and he's in love with Pam, and I would never do that to either of them, and Jim isn't the type of guy to cheat...no, there's nothing there." I gulped, shaking my head and giving the camera a small smile.

I walked to the reception desk and grabbed a jelly bean.

"Hey, Y/N, can I talk to you for a sec?" Pam asked.

"Sure." I smiled, leaning over the desk slightly to face her. She looked past me at Jim for a moment before looking at me.

"You and Jim are getting close, right?" she asked. My eyes widened slightly.

"Erm, I guess, as friends only, of course." I chuckled nervously.

"Yeah, of course." She smiled, making me return it.

"Do you know if he's planning to propose?" she asked. My eyes widened and my heart dropped slightly.

"Oh, um, he hasn't said anything to me, I could kind of hint towards it if you want me to." I gulped.

"Actually, I want you to do the opposite." She smiled sheepishly. My eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm not following, Pam" I spoke. She sighed and looked at Jim.

"If he's thinking about it, dissuade him from it, talk him out of it." She spoke. My eyes widened.

"You want me to stop him from proposing to you?" I scoffed. She sighed and nodded. I looked over my shoulder at Jim, working on whatever he was working on. Poor guy has no idea, I thought as I turned back to Pam.

"Why don't you want to marry him, Pam? I mean, no pressure or anything, but he's an amazing guy, and you've been dating, what, two years now?" I asked.

"I know, and don't get me wrong, I love him, but he entered this relationship knowing that I didn't want to get married and to be fair, I knew that he wanted to get married, but he said that it was okay that I didn't want that. I don't know, I just don't want to break up because he proposes and I say no." she sighed. I nodded and returned it.

"Okay, I'll talk to him for you." I nodded.

"Thank you. So much. I actually want to do something in return for you doing this." She smiled.

"Like what?" I asked. She bit her lip and smiled at me.

"You're single, right?" she asked. I chuckled nervously.

"Don't want to be, but yeah." I nodded.

"Well, I have a guy friend who also wants to meet someone, and he's really sweet and nice. He's a lot like Jim, actually, I think you'd like him." She smiled. I hesitantly returned it.

"I was thinking that we could double-date. We could go out tonight, you and him, Jim and I." She spoke. My eyebrows furrowed.

"A double-date...after I've just told Jim that you don't want him to propose?" I gulped. She sighed.

"I know how it sounds. And I'm fully expecting some fallout from you telling Jim that I don't want to get married, but Jim loves a good double-date, so I'm hoping that that'll help us smooth things over." She smiled sheepishly. I sighed and nodded.

"Fine. Give me ten minutes." I spoke.

"Thank you." She smiled as I walked away.

"Jim." I spoke, gently putting my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me and gave me a gentle smile.

"Hey, my favourite salesperson." He smiled, putting his hand over mine and making me smile slightly.

"I, erm, I need to talk to you." I nodded. His smile dipped.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, closing his hand around mine. God, his hand felt good like that.

"Yeah, I just need to talk to you." I nodded.

"Okay, sure." He nodded, concern in his eyes as he stood up, his hand still grasping mine as he led me into the kitchen.

"Is everything okay?" Jim asked as I shut the door.

"I need to have a difficult conversation with you, Jim." I nodded as he leant against the counter and I stood opposite him.

"Are you sick?" he gulped. My eyes widened slightly.

"Oh, god, no, no I'm okay." I reassured.

"Oh, thank god." He chuckled, holding a hand to his chest.

"You seemed really worried there." I chuckled slightly. He looked at me.

"What can I say, I care about you." He admitted, shrugging and shoving his hands into his trouser pockets. I smiled slightly but that dropped.

"Anyway, um, were you planning on proposing to Pam at some point?" I asked. Jim looked at me.

"I mean, I haven't bought the ring yet, but yeah, why?" he asked. I gulped.

"Don't buy the ring." I spoke sheepishly. Jim narrowed his eyes at me as he took his hands out of his pockets.

"Sorry, what?" he scoffed.

"Pam just asked me to put you off proposing to her." I admitted. Jim's eyes widened.

"What? Is that what you were talking about at her desk?" he asked. I sighed and nodded. He scoffed and shook his head, his eyes wavering.

"Why would she say that? Does she not want to marry me?" he choked.

"According to her, you started dating knowing that she didn't want to get married." I spoke. Jim looked at me.

"She said that?" he mumbled.

"Yeah, why?" I asked. He scoffed and shook his head as he rubbed his hands over his face.

"She was engaged before we were together." He admitted. My eyes widened.

"What?" I scoffed. He nodded.

"She was engaged to a guy from the warehouse. But then I told her that I loved her, not to break them up, but because it didn't feel right lying to her about how I felt. She said that she felt the same way, but chose him. However, she didn't go through with the wedding and we started dating a year later. Point is, that's a freaking lie because she was going to get married." He ranted before taking a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Jim. I swear to god, she didn't tell me that she'd been engaged before, she only asked me to put you off the idea." I sighed. He returned it and nodded.

"Yeah. I'm sorry, I know that you would have told me had she said that. Sorry, I didn't mean to shoot the messenger." He sighed.

"It's okay. I'm just sorry that I had to be the one to tell you." I spoke.

"So am I. I mean, I love Pam, but it was screwed up for her to ask you to tell me." He spoke. I sighed and nodded.

"Thank you. I know that that was hard but it's not your fault and I don't blame you." He reassured.

"Thanks, Jim." I gave him a small smile. He returned it and sighed before hugging me. My eyes widened slightly but I returned it, putting my arms over his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I started to pull away but he stopped me so that our faces were close. I gulped and looked at him, feeling my heart jump as he looked at my lips.

"I'm glad that I could help you." I spoke as I moved out of his grip.

"Yeah, um, thanks." He gave me a small smile. I returned it before leaving the kitchen.