A/N: Hey guys, this is the first part of my 'Dwight has OCD' drabbles (I say drabbles, but who knows how long they'll be?) So, anyway, here's the first one.
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Todd knew that Dwight had OCD; he was his roommate, after all. Dwight had tried to keep it secret, but he could only keep up that facade for so long. Todd tried to be helpful and supportive, but there was only so much he could do. He hated seeing how worked up Dwight got over little things; things that, to any other person, wouldn't matter in the slightest, but to Dwight, they meant everything. Todd was so lost in his thoughts, he barely noticed that he had reached his dorm, and opened the door before he realised his mistake.
"Oh crap, Dwight, your salt lines! Sorry!" Todd exclaimed, looking at the floor, where Dwight's (previously) immaculate salt lines had been disturbed. Dwight looked up from his laptop, a confused look on his face, before realising what had happened, a worried frown marring his features.
"Oh, um, it's alright, Todd. Just, just...let me, erm," Dwight didn't finish his sentence, simply closing his laptop and moving to sit down where the salt had been disturbed. Todd sighed as Dwight started to neaten up the salt, moving it back to its original position.
Todd remembered the first time something like this had happened. He'd sat down beside Dwight, and offered to help him clean up, only to be quickly rebuffed. After that, he'd realised that this was something that Dwight had to do alone.
When Todd had asked him about it, Dwight had tried to convince him that nothing was wrong, but when Todd had persisted, he'd finally explained. Or tried to, at least. He'd said how he felt the need to keep the salt lines neat (amongst other things, it wasn't the only thing that Dwight felt the need to do) otherwise, things didn't feel right, and if things weren't right, it kept Dwight on edge; he couldn't relax.
When Todd asked him if he thought that he had OCD, Dwight brushed it off, claiming that it wasn't that serious and that OCD only applied to people who hated germs and dirt. Todd knew that wasn't true, he knew that Dwight had OCD, but he had no idea how to help him.
So, Todd could only stand back and watch as Dwight continued to try to cope with his OCD, whilst trying to keep it a secret from the rest of Windsor. It was hard, seeing Dwight get so stressed and upset; Todd hated seeing the poor boy get so uptight.
But in that moment, all Todd could do was sit on his bed, watching Dwight clean up the salt (a task that could take anywhere from a few minutes, up to an hour or two) and vow that somehow, he would find a way to help Dwight, even if it meant revealing his secret to the rest of Windsor.
Todd suspected that if he did that, Dwight would never forgive him, but if it meant that Dwight would get the help he needed, he would do it happily.