these are the lies i have created
Because I'm now a month late with this, and I don't know when it'll be finished, you all get a preview. (so maybe you'll forgive me for being so damn horrible at meeting deadlines?)
untitled jim/pam fic for we_take_five.
11:17 am
Jim walks past Karen’s desk as he exits from the breakroom, and she turns around and grabs him by his sleeve.
“Give Dwight back his bobblehead, Halpert.”
He shrugs his shoulders as he looks at her, squeezing the can of soda in his hands. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She smirks, nodding her head in Dwight’s direction. “I was just interrogated. Regarding my involvement in the abduction of his desk toy.” She sucks in a breath, pausing for emphasis. “It was intense, and actually quite traumatic. I really don’t want to have to go through it again.”
Jim laughs (he enjoys it, he likes that Karen can make him laugh) but then she tugs on his sleeve a little harder.
“I’m serious Jim. Give it back so we won’t have to deal with him like this for the rest of the day.”
He looks at her, and she is serious. So here, he thinks that maybe he should just give the bobblehead back to Dwight. He glances over to Pam. She doesn’t notice his gaze - she’s working, typing something on the computer - but she has that small, secret smile on her lips that she gets sometimes and Jim thinks that it’s been too long since he last saw her smile like that.
He looks back at Karen. “And I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” His smile fades and he continues to walk, pulling his arm from her grasp.
♥
untitled jim/pam fic for we_take_five.
11:17 am
Jim walks past Karen’s desk as he exits from the breakroom, and she turns around and grabs him by his sleeve.
“Give Dwight back his bobblehead, Halpert.”
He shrugs his shoulders as he looks at her, squeezing the can of soda in his hands. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She smirks, nodding her head in Dwight’s direction. “I was just interrogated. Regarding my involvement in the abduction of his desk toy.” She sucks in a breath, pausing for emphasis. “It was intense, and actually quite traumatic. I really don’t want to have to go through it again.”
Jim laughs (he enjoys it, he likes that Karen can make him laugh) but then she tugs on his sleeve a little harder.
“I’m serious Jim. Give it back so we won’t have to deal with him like this for the rest of the day.”
He looks at her, and she is serious. So here, he thinks that maybe he should just give the bobblehead back to Dwight. He glances over to Pam. She doesn’t notice his gaze - she’s working, typing something on the computer - but she has that small, secret smile on her lips that she gets sometimes and Jim thinks that it’s been too long since he last saw her smile like that.
He looks back at Karen. “And I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” His smile fades and he continues to walk, pulling his arm from her grasp.
♥