Angela smiled to herself as she glanced from the copier at Dwight.
He sat on the phone, talking logically and confidently, his eyes intensely focused.
After all they had been through, they were finally together again and everyone in the office had been accepting to the news.
Nothing could be better.
Dwight's eyes softened as his gaze met hers.
He thought of how much he loved his female, and how he would do anything to ensure her happiness and safety.
His attention diverted back to his client.
Angela sighed, still lost in thought, her hands typing away on the computer.
She felt someone's gaze on her and as she slowly turned around, she could see Andy staring. He broke his eye contact immediately and coughed unsubtly.
Ever since she had gotten back with Dwight, Angela had noticed Andy's strange behaviour. He'd started glaring with anger and the both of them and often rudely cut in front of Angela for the copier or bumped her slightly and didn't apologise in the kitchen. She was growing impatient at his immature anger but didn't want to complain to Dwight, for fear of his retaliation. She smiled to herself at how protective her Beet man was.
The day passed slowly and Angela's rumbling stomach alerted her that it was nearly lunch time. She typed on her keyboard, frowning as she realised her documents hadn't printed.
She sighed, walking over to the tall shelf of fresh paper. She stretched on her tip toes, her fingertips just grazing the paper packet. Suddenly, the paper disappeared as a large hand grabbed it off the shelf.
She turned around in frustration, only to see Dwight's loving eyes.
"Angela, if you need my help due to your height restrictions,please do hesitate to ask." They smiled at one another, as he handed her the paper.
After printing her documents, Angela wandered into the kitchen, boiling the kettle as she made her cup of tea, and Dwight's coffee. He preferred no sugar, something she approved of. Just as she finished pouring the hot water, she turned to see the coffee cup being lifted of the bench.
Andy stood holding the cup, cheekily.
"Thanks, Angela." He said sarcastically.
Anger struck her.
"That's not for you, Andy. That's for Dwight."
She stormed up to him, inches away from his face.
He slowly put the hot coffee on the counter, his expression angry.
"Well,Angela, maybe it was meant for me and you made the wrong decision making it for Dwight."
He took a step closer to her, blocking the door.
Her eyes narrowed and her heart beat quickened. She started to feel threatened. Andy continued.
"And maybe you need to rethink who you make coffee for or you will regret it." He towered over her small frame, all signs of humour drained from his face.
She took a small step back as he stood closer. She began to panic as Andy remained still, in front of the exit.
The door behind him swung open roughly.
Dwight stood cautiously, quickly taking in the fearful body language of his Monkey, and the tension of Andy. Anger struck him.
He stormed up to Andy, standing taller than him.
"Is there a problem here? "
He looked quickly at Angela, her posture still full of tension. That just made him angrier.
"Because if you dare intimidate her, I will hurt you and everyone knows that physically, I will best you."
Andy raised his hands sarcastically as he slowly moved around Dwight, towards the door. He said nothing, only glared at Angela threateningly and at Dwight in annoyance, before returning to his desk.
Angela sighed in relief as Dwight quickly walked to her side.
"Angela, what did he say? Are you alright?" He hugged her tightly as he felt her body relax.
She sniffled.
"Nothing, he's just acting weird." She hugged Dwight back tightly.
Dwight felt angry that another male would dare threaten his woman. He knew he could take Andy if it came to it. For now, he would just keep an eye on his strange behaviour and ensure his Monkey was happy and safe.