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Secret Santa at the office is tomorrow and Jim is so excited because he got Dwight a bobblehead. The bobblehead was constructed to look exactly like Dwight. Jim knew Dwight would love it. Jim was also planning to not reveal that the bobblehead came from him. 

He wrapped it in Santa Claus wrapping paper. Jim handed his Secret Santa present to Phyllis and asked her to not reveal that he's Dwight's Secret Santa and Phyllis promised him.

Dwight also had Jim for Secret Santa, but he had no clue what to get him. He was so confused. He thought about trading with Pam because she would know what to get him. But in the end, Dwight ended up getting Jim free paintball lessons.

"So Dwight, who do you have for Secret Santa?"Jim asked.

"I'm not telling you. It defeats the whole purpose of Secret Santa."

"Well did you get the person a cool gift?"

"Of course I did", Dwight scoffed.

Jim picked up one of Dwight's bobbleheads. Dwight panicked and tried to grab it back but Jim yanked his arm away fast.

"Give me back my bobblehead! It's worth lots of money!"

"I highly doubt that", Jim smirked grinning.

"Damn it, Jim! If you don't give it back then I'm telling Michael on you!"

"Fine, have your toy back", Jim said, handing the bobblehead back to Dwight.

Dwight took it away and said", It's not a toy, It's a collectible".

"It looks like a Toy to me",

Dwight rolled his eyes at the younger man." Just shut up Jim and stop bothering me, I'm trying to work".

"Well you shouldn't bring your toys into work because some people might want to play with them,'' Jim smirked.

" Shut up Jim", Dwight growled.

"What will you do if I don't?"

"You don't wanna know".

"I want to know", Jim said grinning.

Before Dwight could say anything back, Michael came out of his office and walked over to Jim and Dwight.

"I need you guys to pick up the Christmas tree. The Party Planning Committee asked for a Christmas tree. Do you think yall can handle that?".

" Of course I can, Michael. I work better alone", Dwight said as stood up.

"You're taking Jim with you and it's non-negotiable".

Dwight grunted and looked at Jim", let go, I wanna get this over with".

Jim couldn't help but smile and he followed after Dwight. They took the elevator down and exited the building.

Jim turned to Dwight and asked,", Wanna take my car? I don't mind driving".

"We are taking my car, Jim".

"Okey dokey, Dwighty".

"Stop that", Dwight warned.

"Fine. You're no fun Dwight".

"Sorry, I'm not a child like you Jim".

Jim snorted. Dwight unlocked the door and both men got in the car.

"Dwight, let's get an artificial Christmas tree", Jim suggested.

"Jim for once I'm gonna agree with you. Because we can just use the artificial tree every year instead of having to buy a new one which will just cost money".

"I'm glad I could show you otherwise".

Jim and Dwight stopped at Wal-Mart and bought the artificial tree. They then headed back to the office. Once there, Dwight took the tree out of the car and covered it with a white blanket he had in his car. Jim gave him a weird look.

"Why did you cover it, Dwight?"

"Because it's gonna be a surprise", he said smiling.

"Oh Okay", Jim said.

Jim helped Dwight carry the tree up upstairs. Dwight opened the door to the office area and they both walked in carrying the tree.

They carried the tree to the corner of the office and Dwight yelled out", Attention Everyone! Jim and I, on behalf of the Party Planning Committee, have an..."

" Too loud. Too, too loud. Too loud", Jim says over and over again.

Dwight turns his head to Jim and says", But effective." Dwight looks back at Everyone and continues to say"Look. On behalf of Jim and I, Merry Christmas".

Everyone replied back saying Merry Christmas.

"Good, now it is time to unveil the tree", Dwight tells everyone.

Everyone just stared at the tree that was covered with a white blanket.

Oscar stands up and yells"Hey, Rockefeller Center!"

"Yeah", Jim says.

"Uh, I've actually been to Rock Center and this is nothing like that", Ryan adds.

"This is all we have", Jim says as he looks up at the Christmas tree covered with a white blanket.

"Ugh!", Ryan says as he makes a disgusted sound.

"Nope, it's not "ugh". It is office camaraderie", Jim adds.

"It is warm feelings", Dwight joins in.

" Why don't we talk more about it instead of doing it?"Meredith asked.

Jim puts his hands on the white blanket, getting ready to remove it and Dwight starts counting.

"30, 29, 28...", Dwight counts.

Why would you start so high?"Jim asked, annoyed.

"27", Dwight continues.

Jim interrupts Dwights and starts counting. "Three two, one."

"26", Dwight counts again.

Jim removes the blanket fast and soon the artificial tree is shown.

"Ooh! You didn't decorate it", Phyliss says.

"No", Jim replies.

"Exactly", Dwight replied.

"We didn't, because we think it would be better to do it together", Jim adds.

"Everyone", Dwight says.

"Why would you wrap it in a sheet? If you're not covering anything up?"Andy askes.

"Is... is it fake?"Pam asked.

"Pam", Jim says as he looks at her with wide eyes and shakes his head at her to tell her to stop talking.

"Yes! We are unveiling an artificial tree that will never die", Dwight answers.

"Yes", Jim says as he looks into the camera.

"Like the spirit of Christmas", Dwight finishes.

"And we're supposed to applaud you for taking a giant diaper off a fake tree?"Stanley asked.

"This was a successful unveiling! Go back to work! Merry Christmas!"Dwight shouts at everyone.

"I think the unveiling was amazing", Jim tells Dwight.

"Why thank you, Jim", Dwight tells Jim.

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The next day at work:

All of a sudden Phyliss came into the office dressed as Santa Claus and excitedly said"Merry Christmas, boys and girls, it's me, Santa Claus."

"Hey Santa", Dwight says as he stands up from his chair and runs over to Phyllis.

Dwight was an elf. He had a green elf hat and elf ears. He wore red overalls that had Santa Claus on them and a red and green striped bow tie and as usual he wore a yellow shirt and brown pants. Jim liked his outfit and took a picture of Dwight when he wasn't looking. Jim on the other hand wore a Santa Claus hat and a red tie with penguins on them. Jim also wore a light blue shirt with black pants.

"They finally let you do it", Oscar told her.

"Yeah", Phyllis happily.

"Congrats, Phyl", Kevin says.

"It's so edgy", Erin says smiling.

Jim let Phyllis be Santa and she was just so happy.

"So, Santa, what can we expect from this party?"Pam asked.

"It's going to be a very jolly time if you've been good", Phyllis answered.

"What if you've been bad?"Creed asked.

"Then nothing but a lump of coal for you", Phyllis told Creed.

"What if you've been really, really bad? More evil than strictly wrong", Creed asked again.

"Hey, Creed? We covered it. Lump of coal", Jim tells him.

"Yeah",  Phyllis said as she gave Creed a strange look.

Jim walks over to Dwight. Jim looks at Dwight and says", I can't wait for the Secret Santa to begin".

"You've been excited about it all week. Why is that?"Dwight asks.

Jim can't tell him the truth so instead, he replies with," Well I can't wait to see what I get. I bet it's gonna be amazing".

Well if Jim liked free Paintball lessons then he definitely will like it. Dwight just hoped he liked it.

"What happens if it's something you don't like?"Dwight asked.

"I'm gonna love it", Jim said smiling.

"How do you know that?"

"I just do".

"But how?"

Omg Jim said in his head and sighed. "Stop asking me that question Dwight".

"You brought it up", Dwight told him.

"And now I regret it".

Just then Michael barged in dressed as Santa and yelled:", Here's Santa".

Pam shut him down and said", Michael, we already have a Santa. Phyllis".  Pam points to Phyllis.

"What the hell is going on?"Michael asked.

Phyllis looks at him.

Jim tells Michael that they will continue this conversation in Michaels's office. They walk into Michael's office. Michael sits down, in his chair and Jim stays standing.

" Phyllis Jim. Phyllis is Santa?", He asked in a mad tone.

"Yeah", Jim nods.

"Phyllis"

Yeah, I told her a long time ago she could do it", Jim tells him.

"Take it back. That is absurd", Michael demands.

"No. I'm not gonna do that", Jim told him.

Jim wasn't going to listen to Michael one bit. Phyllis was so happy being Santa Claus and Jim wasn't going to take that from her.

"No, Jim, come on!"

"I think she's doing a good job".

Jim talks to the camera: Lately, there have been serious rumors that our company's going bankrupt, so David Wallace asked me to keep morale high. So I asked around about what people wanted with Christmas, and I told them to get creative. And they didn't really get creative, exactly. Secret Santa, karaoke, food, kind of the usual thing that we do here, which is great. And people usually argue about food, so I told everybody to bring their favorites. I made an organized sign-up sheet for karaoke. So there was no fighting and no crying. I'm doing a good job, I think, because this year, I care. It's weird, I know.

"It's insane! A women Santa?! Where does it stop?!"Michael yelled.

Jim didn't say anything and Michael continued to talk.

"No! Jim, this may be the last Christmas that we have here. Doesn't it make you a tiny bit anxious, me not playing Santa? Come on!"

Jim shook his head. " I'm not gonna go tell Phyllis that she can't be Santa".

"Fine. Then do it anonymously. Ransom-note style. You can...you know what? I have a bunch of letters cut out of magazines in my desk. You can use those."

" No, I'm not doing that. Michael Phyllis is Santa and I'm not breaking her heart", Jim said firmly and walked out of Michael's office.

Michael was not happy with this at all.

Everyone was taking turns sitting on Phyllis's lap and Phyllis asked them what they wanted for Christmas. Ryan took the pictures with his camera.

"So far people really seem to like the party this year. We took some chances and it's working out", Jim told the camera.

"Ho, ho, ho! Ho, ho, ho!"Michael yelled as he dragged a chair out of his office.

"Why pay more to sit next to old Frankie Claus over there when you can sit on my lap?"Michael said as he finished dragging the chair and sat in the chair.

"Phyllis is only pretending to be a man. I'm the real thing!"Michael yelled.

Phyllis was so done with Michael's bullshit.

"Sit down on my lap and there will be no doubt!"Michael continued to yell.

Jim shook his head at Michael. He was so done with him. He hated that Michael acted like a child and was gonna act like one until he gets what he wants and Jim didn't want Michael to act like that. Jim was getting stressed out and didn't know how he was gonna handle this to get Michael to stop. He tried his best and Michael refused to listen to him.

"No, it's not, like penis-wise", Michael added.

Michael looked at Kevin and said cheerfully"Hello, little boy! What's your name?"

"Michael, it's me, Kevin. Phyllis says I'm too big for her lap."

"Oh, I am so sorry that Phyllis hates you and hates your body, but Santa remembers a reindeer that was just a tiny bit different as well", Michael says.

"When can I sit on your lap?"Kevin asked quickly.

"Right now! Come on over here, big boy!"Michael shouted.

"There we go!" Michael shouted as Kevin got ready to sit on Michael's lap.

Kevin sat on Michael's lap and Michael instantly regretted it. Kevin was too heavy.

"Oh, my god", Michael grunted under his breath.

"That's really comfortable", Kevin says.

Michael has a worried look on his face.

"What would you like for Christmas, little boy?"Michael asked.

"I don't know. I didn't know you were gonna ask me that."

"Well, what did you think was going to happen?"Michael asked.

"I didn't know. Nobody's ever let me sit on their lap before".

"All right, just say some toys, please", Michael softly says. Kevin is too heavy and his legs are hurting so much.

Everyone is worried for Michael's safety. Jim doesn't know if he should stop this or not and let it play along.

"Can you give me some choices? 'Cause I really don't want to mess up on this list", Kevin said.

"Damn it, Kevin. Come on", Michael grunted.

"What about if I tell you the things I don't want?"Kevin asked.

That was enough for Michael. He couldn't take it anymore.

"Okay, get off! Get off! Off!"Michael yelled at him.

Kevin climbs off Michael.

Michael groans loudly. "Oh, God!"

"I didn't even get to tell you what I wanted", Kevin says.

"Okay, you know what you get? You get a thousand helium balloons attached to you, So Santa doesn't have to go through this again.

"Awesome", Kevin says.

Michael stands up and starts walking. He groaned in pain and made loud noises. He holds onto the desk for support since his whole leg fell asleep. Michael bangs his leg against the desk to wake his leg up. He wakes up his leg.

Meanwhile, Phyllis goes to Jim's office

"Well?", she asked.

"I'm trying Phyllis. You're Santa".

"The only Santa?", she asked.

"That's what I want".

"You promised me this. Don't make me get Bob involved."

"What would Bob do?"

"Never mind. I shouldn't have said that", Phyllis said as she left in a hurry. 

After Phyllis left, I stood up and walked out of my office. I found Dwight in the break room getting a candy bar from the vending machine.

"Dwight!", I called him.

"Oh hi Jim", He replied as he grabbed his candy bar out of the vending machine.

"So... uh... I know everyone is supposed to sit on Santa's lap...", Jim spoke.

Dwight looked at him and asked,", Where are you going with this?"

"And well, I don't want to sit on Santas lap... I was wondering if I could sit on the Santa's Elf lap?"Jim said grinning.

" That's not happening", Dwight replied with a smirk.

"If I say please, will you let me?"

"Jim, I would never let you".

Jim grinned at him wider.

Dwight eyed him suspiciously. He wasn't sure if Jim was up to something or not. "Jim I swear you better not be planning a prank on me".

"I would never do that Dwight. I'm too kind for that", Jim Jokes.

"You say that, but I don't believe you one bit", Dwight said.

"Dwight it's Christmas, the most wonderful day of the year filled with laughter and happiness. I would never prank you on this joyous day."

"You pranked me last year on Christmas. You threw a snowball at me!"Dwight said, raising his voice.

"Yeah, I regretted doing that after you started tormenting me with snowballs", Jim said, avoiding eye contact with Dwight and scratching his head with his hand.

"I still don't believe you. Jim I hope you know if you prank me... you'll never forget this day, understood?".

"Loud and clear Dwight".

"Good", Dwight said as he walked past Jim and left the break room.

Jim knew Dwight still doesn't trust him completely after all the countless pranks he pulled on him. So Jim didn't blame Dwight for not trusting him. 

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Michael still wouldn't leave people alone. He tried grabbing Ryan and trying to get him to sit on his lap but Ryan rejected him.

Jim said enough is enough and he had everyone vote on wanting Michael as Santa or wanting Phyllis as Santa. Everyone voted for Phyllis since Michael was being extremely annoying.

Michael got very upset and put his Santa Hat in the punch. He then locked himself in his office.

Jim went over to Pam and asked if he could talk to her in private and of course, she said yes. They went to the break room and went over to one of the tables and took a seat in the empty chairs.

Jim looked at Pam and said, "Michael is stressing me out".

"I know", she patted him on his arm.

"I just want to spend most of my time with Dwight but then I keep having to deal with crazy ass Michael", Jim said, shaking his head.

"You still have Secret Santa with him", She said smiling at her friend.

"Yeah well, I just hope Michael doesn't fuck anything up".

"Same. So what did you get Dwight?", she asked.

"Beesly, I can't tell you. It's a secret".

"I have a feeling Dwight will love your gift".

"He most certainly will. I worked hard on it."

"Awww that's sweet", she said.

Jim just smiled. "Yeah".

The tree was decorated very pretty and Phyllis said let the party begin and Dwight turned on the Christmas tree lights. Everyone started clapping.

Then Michael decided to ruin the fun again. And this annoyed Jim so much. Michael became Jesus Christ and was annoying everyone.

Michael ended up inviting the warehouse guys to the Christmas party and they were happy. Michael brought them upstairs to the party.

"That was nice of you", Jim told Michael.

"Yes, actually, nicer than Santa. Jesus doesn't judge", Michael replied.

"The only problem is we only have food for us", Jim confirmed. Jim then said", So would've loved the heads up on this."

"Well, I would've loved to have been the central gift-giving figure, but I guess neither of us is getting what we want, right?

Jim just sighs. He's so frustrated with Michael. He looks over at Dwight and smiles a bit. Seeing Dwight calms him down.

The karaoke was going on. Jim signed up for singing but he didn't want to sing a song by himself.

He walked over to Dwight and asked:", Wanna sing Last Christmas with me?"

"Why?"Dwight questioned.

"Because I don't feel like singing all by myself, plus your singing is amazing and it blocks out my terrible singing", Jim answered.

"Alright fine", Dwight said as he put his cup on the reception desk.

Jim smiled more. He was happy to have Dwight sing with him. They each grabbed a mic and started singing Last Christmas. They sang loudly and proudly. They were having so much fun.

"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart

But the very next day, you gave it away.

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special".

When they finished singing Dwight turned to Jim and said:", When it's my turn to sing, I'm picking the song for us to sing".

Jim couldn't help but smile. "Okay, I can't wait".

It was time for Secret Santa and Phyllis started passing the presents out. Jim moved to the other side of the room. He didn't want to be near Dwight when he got his Secret Santa gift.

"Jim this one's for you", Phyllis said happily as she handed Jim the present.

Jim opened it fast and held in his hand paintballs and the note said"Free paintball lessons".

Before he could ask who it was from Dwight spoke up and said", that's from me".

"Wow, Dwight, this is awesome. I can't wait to take those free paintball lessons with you".

Jim really couldn't wait. Because paintball lessons meant extra time with Dwight. He wondered if Dwight would invite him over to his farm for the lessons.

"I'm glad you like them Jim", Dwight said.

"I-I really do", Jim said smiling.

Phyllis went on to the next person. A few people later, Phyllis handed Dwight his Secret Santa present.

Dwight opened it and couldn't stop smiling. He couldn't believe someone did this for him. He took the bobblehead out. It looked exactly like him. Dwight turned around and looked at everyone.

"Who did this?"

No one said a single thing.

"Phyllis?"Dwight asked.

"I can't tell you, Dwight".

"Jim is your Secret Santa Dwight", Michael announces loudly.

Jim groans he didn't want Dwight to know. Ugh, Jim was pissed at Michael. Just because Michael is mad doesn't give him the right to ruin it for him. 

Dwight looks at Jim and Jim smiles awkwardly at him.

"Jim, thank you!! This is really amazing. I'm going to keep it on my desk so I can always see it every day I come into work", Dwight said looking at Jim.

"I'm glad you liked it", Jim said smiling.

"I really do, Jim. This must have cost a lot".

"It wasn't a lot. Just wanted to get the best gift for an awesome person", Jim told him.

Dwight smiled at him and said", Thank you so much, Jim".

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 Later, everyone is having a good time. Michael comes out of his office and asks how everybody is doing.

Jim is sitting on top of Dwight's desk and answers Michael's question. "Not great. You heckled Santa for an hour and a half".

"That was a different guy. That was Jesus. Jesus sort of ruined the party. Hurt petulant Jesus", Michael quietly says.

"Are you serious? That is so offensive", Angela says in anger.

"You know what's more offensive, is bailing on this party because some jerk ruined the first part of it", Michael quietly says.

Michael tells Dwight to come here. He gives Dwight his debit card and tells him to pick up a bunch of pizzas and tells him to meet him in the conference room afterward.

"What's your pin number?"Dwight asked.

"I don't wanna say. But it's fun to stay at the..."

Dwight didn't catch on and shook his head at Michael.

"It's fun to stay at the...", Michael repeats himself.

"Where? Holiday Inn. I don't..."

Michael hums the YMCA song and spells YMCA out with his hands and Dwight catches on and smiles.

Dwight runs out and Jim follows Dwight.

Jim gets into the elevator with Dwight.

"Jim, what are you doing?"

"What's it look like? I'm coming with you. I need to get out of there for a bit".

"Well I'm not gonna say no. I could use the help bringing the pizzas in".

"That's the spirit Dwight".

Dwight smiled at him. They got the pizzas and brought them back to the office. Everyone was in the conference room. Jim between Pam and Dwight.

"You know what? Christmas isn't about Santa or Jesus", Michael began. "It's about the workplace".

"The exact opposite of what you just said is true", Jim told Michael.

"See, that's exactly something that Jim would say, and I love him for it. All of you feel like my family. Ryan, you are my son, and Pam you're my wife and Jim...and Angela and Phyllis you are my grandmas. And Oscar, you just moved in next door because of urban renewal. And Stanley, you're the mailman. And I can't help but look at all of your wonderful, beautiful faces and think... How could they do this to us?"

"What?" Jim asked.

Everyone was super confused.

"That's not... Never... Nothing", Michael stuttered a bit.

"We deserve to know", Stanley said.

"I didn't say anything", Michael said.

Everyone kept asking what was going on and Michael decided to tell them the truth.

"We're going out of business!"Michael yelled.

Everyone yelled "What?!".

"Who said that?"Jim asked.

"David told me on the phone", Michael answers.

Jim immediately checks his phone.

"When?"Andy asked.

"Earlier today, he said we have been sold", Michael tells them.

Everyone yells"What?!" And Dwight kicks down the artificial Christmas Tree.

"Dwight!"Jim yells.

Come on!"Pam yells.

"Michael, wait, So they said we are sold?"Jim asked.

"David is gone, Alan is gone. We're all gone", Michael says.

"Okay, but we haven't gone under. We've been sold and that can mean many different things", Jim adds.

"It's hard for me to imagine a scenario where Meredith Palmer keeps her job and David Wallace does not. No offense Meredith", Michael continued.

"No, I get it", Meredith replies.

"Did He say anything about the warehouse?"Darryl asked.

"No, but he's always held you guys in high regard", Michael answers.

Everyone is hysterical and asks lots of questions. Michael decided the best decision for this is to call David and that's exactly what he does.

The whole office surrounds Michael's office. Michael puts David on speakerphone with the entire office and warehouse.

David tells everyone that they are not fired and that they are not going out of business and David tells them congratulations. Everyone starts cheering.

Dwight and Jim sing Boulevard of broken dreams together. They are having a blast together. Jim would never forget this day.

"I walk a lonely road

The only one that I have ever known

Don't know where it goes

But it's home, and I walk alone

I walk this empty street

On the Boulevard of broken dreams

Where the city sleeps

And I'm only one and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone".

They finished singing and everyone clapped and cheered for them.

Jim looked at Dwight and said, "Your singing is amazing Dwight".

"Thanks, Jim", Dwight said with a smile.

Jim walked over to Pam smiling.

I see you are having lots of fun singing with Dwight."

"Yeah, I am".

" I took a video of both times y'all sang and I sent it to your email".

"Pam, thank you so much! You are awesome".

"No Problem Jim".

Jim pulled her into a hug and told her, thank you again. 

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Jim saw that it was snowing outside. He ran over to Dwight and said excitedly", Dwight let's go outside".

"Why? It's freezing out there".

"It's snowing and I wanna make snow angels, a snowman if you're up for that, and maybe have an innocent game of snowball fighting?"Jim answered happily.

Dwight loved seeing him happy. It was very cold outside and Dwight decided he would go outside with Jim.

"Okay", Dwight smiled.

Jim grabbed Dwight by the hand and they ran down the stairs in a hurry.

Jim and Dwight are outside. They ended up making lots of snow angels in the snow.

Dwight helped Jim make a very tall snowman. Dwight ran inside and I got a carrot from the fridge for the snowman's nose. Jim collected rocks for the eyes and sticks for the arms. They finished putting the snowman together. They both stood up and looked at their masterpiece.

"Dwight, what are we gonna name him?"Jim asked, looking at him.

"How about... Icicles?".

Jim couldn't help but laugh. "I love it".

Jim took pictures of Dwight with the snowman and then Dwight took pictures of Jim with the snowman and then they both took a selfie with Icicles the snowman.

After the pictures, Jim let Dwight destroy it, and as he destroyed it... Jim took a video of him destroying it. Jim couldn't contain his laughter.

Dwight picked up some of the snow and made a snowball with it. Dwight turned around and threw it at Jim. The snowball hit Jim in the shoulder.

"Dwight!"

Dwight laughed and threw more snowballs at him.

Jim quickly made a snowball, he wasn't gonna let Dwight win. He threw the snowball at Dwight, hitting him in the arm.

And that's when the snowball fight started.

They threw snowballs at each other and they were laughing up the storm. Jim threw more snowballs at Dwight and Dwight started to chase him. Jim ran behind the building and Dwight caught up to him.

Dwight grabbed a laughing Jim from behind and lifted him off his feet.

"Put me down Dwight", Jim laughed.

Dwight put him down. Jim turns around to look Dwight in the eyes.

"Your crazy Dwight", Jim grinned.

"No you're the crazy one", Dwight replied out of breath.

They were both breathing hard.

Jim took a step forward, with the ground covered in snow, Jim ended up slipping and he pulled Dwight down with him. Dwight was on top of Jim; they just stared at each other. Dwight had fallen between Jim's legs.

Their lips were inches away. Dwight began leaning in and closing the distances between him and Jim. Dwight kissed him very passionately.

Jim couldn't believe what was happening. DWIGHT IS FUCKING KISSING HIM!!! Jim smiled between the kisses and kissed back.

Jim's hands were in Dwighrs hair and Dwight's hands were placed on the sides of Jim's face.

Dwight kissed him a couple more times before he pulled away for air. Dwight looked into his sparkling blue ocean eyes and Jim looked back unsure how to reply.

"You're so beautiful Jim", Dwight spoke softly.

"So beautiful", Dwight said again as he went back down and kissed Jim. Jim smiled even more during the kisses.

They heard the sounds of drumming and Dwight stopped kissing.

"I think it's part of Andy's Secret Santa to Erin", Jim said.

"You're properly right", Dwight said.

"I wasn't expecting this to happen", Jim replied.

Jim never thought in a million years he and Dwight would ever get together. He didn't even think Dwight liked him back. Jim couldn't believe this happened. It was a dream come true.

"Me either", Dwight spoke softly.

Jim just stayed making eye contact with him and didn't say anything because he kinda figured Dwight was gonna say something else.

"Never thought my annoying desk mate liked me..."Dwight chuckled as he smiled at Jim.

Jim returned the smile and Dwight began talking again.

"But I'm glad he does", Dwight continues.

"Never thought my crazy desk mate liked me either. I played so many pranks on him just to get his attention", Jim grinned.

Dwight laughs and says", Never looked forward to your Pranks Halpert, but I love seeing you smile and laugh. You have the sweetest laugh and smile".

Jim's face turned a dark red shade. "Oh stop it Dwight", He grins.

"Try and stop me", Dwight grins back.

"Maybe I will", Jim tells him.

Both men couldn't stop smiling at each other. Dwight leans back down and kisses Jim again.

They stayed kissing for a few minutes and then they heard the drumming stop and the clapping begin.

Dwight pulled away and said, "'I think we should get going before we get locked in here."

"I wouldn't mind being locked in here with you", Jim Jokes.

"Me too, but I gotta get home. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow, Jim".

"You most certainly will".

Dwight climbed off Jim and stood up. Dwight held his hand out to Jim and Jim took his hand. Dwight helped Jim off the floor.

As Dwight was about to walk back to the front of the building, Jim stopped him and said", Dwight I uh... liked you since the first day I started working here. I just wanted you to know that."

"Me too, Halpert", Dwight said with a smile.

Jim couldn't help but smile back. "So what happens now?"

"Well first, I'm going to take you out on a proper date", Dwight told him.

"I can't wait,'' Jim said, smiling even more.

Dwight pulled him back into another kiss and said", me too".

They walked over to the front where everyone was. They were all getting in their cars and leaving.

Dwight walked over to Jim's car. Jim got in his car and he had his car door open.

"Wish we didn't have to depart", Jim told him".

"You gonna miss me, Halpert?"Dwight said with a grin.

"Yes, very much", Jim answered.

"Well I'll miss you too", Dwight replied back.

Dwight gave him a quick goodbye kiss. They said their goodbyes and departed. Both men were so happy and couldn't stop thinking about each other.