-Multifandom x Reader-

Fandom: The Office 

Warnings: Fluff, shitty Fanfic 

Word Count: 1406

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Jim and I had been dating for a complete year now, both of us quite impressed that nobody had a clue, each time someone brought the topic up I would say that I was actually quite interested in a guy I had been texting through a dating app. 

Sometimes it was irritating to not be able to kiss him freely during work as if he was taken by another girl, but I got over myself, sometimes... I would pull him into the break room when it was an unavoidable urge. 

Today was going normal as usual, acting like best friends only.  

"Why do you look so tired?" I curled my eyebrows at his comment until I realized why, I whispered, "I kinda stayed up working last night."

"You were watching your show again weren't you."

"THE LAST EPISODE ENDED IN A CLIFFHANGER! WHAT WAS I MEANT TO DO?!"

He gave a cheeky grin while watching me rant about how there were so many theories I had thought of during the night.

Until I realized he hadn't said anything and he was only smirking to himself, I decided to shut up not wanting to become a whole Kelly and Ryan situation. 

I looked at him and chuckled, "What's the matter?"

"Yeah...huh? Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about how adorably dorky my girlfriend is."

I was about to playfully punch him until Phyllis walked opened the door of the break room, "Ooooohhh, Jim, you have a girlfriend? Why hadn't you mentioned it?"

Me and Jim glanced at each other awkwardly until I decided to break the secret to Phyllis until Jim interrupted me. "Uh, yes, actually I do have a gorgeous girlfriend and I just wanted to make sure things were serious before I broke the news to anybody."

I stared wide eyed at the camera and stuffed my mouth with a sandwich to prevent any laughing or animalistic blushing fan-girl noises. 

Phyllis quickly pulled out a chair to continue the conversation of the news, being a complete addict to romance she was very invested. 

"What is she like? How did you meet her? Tell me everything!"

"Well..."

=Camera=

"Did I mean to do that intentionally? I would like to say yes, but no I completely improvised that. And I'm glad I did. Now, I can drive (Y/N) mad with me talking about her and she can't do anything about it. She hates compliments and I like making her face into a tomato. So, win win."