That's It.

When it was over, Jen simply grabbed her clothes and bag and disappeared into her office. Roy was left to awkwardly clean up. Once he finished he paced about a bit, shook his head a little and tried to think but gave up after a couple of seconds. Realising this was getting him nowhere; he braced himself and headed to her office. He knocked once and she called out casually for him to come in. He was unsure what to expect but it certainly wasn't this.

Jen was sat, primly, behind her desk. Her makeup had been sorted and her clothes smoothed. She appeared to be typing away at something but Roy watched her fingers closely and realised that they were forming no sort of sensible format. He cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Jen?" he asked.

"One second." She replied. Great. Back to exactly how it had been before.

He stood, waiting, having to maintain a conscious effort not to tap his foot. Eventually, she stopped pretend-typing and looked up.

"Yes. What can I help you with, Roy?" her voice was empty; devoid of any hint that anything had just happened between the two of them. Perhaps he had been dreaming. That would make a lot more sense. But, no, because if he glanced back into the main room, he could still see the clutter on the floor from where he had knocked it in their haste.

"Don't you think we should talk?" Roy couldn't believe he was forced into being the mature one here.

"I don't know what you're referring to." Jen's voice was still flat. But her eyes, those goddamn eyes, gave her away. They were scared.

"Yes you do." He took a step closer.

"Stop right there." She stood up.

"No." he took another step.

"Roy." She backed herself up against the bookcase behind her.

"Come on. Talk to me." Another step.

"I don't know what to say." Like a rabbit in headlights.

"You could start by explaining how you feel." Another step.

"I feel nothing. Nothing happened." Ah denial. Sweet, sharp denial.

"I think this says differently…" Roy was close enough now to reach out and pull aside her scarf, displaying the array of purpling marks. She tugged it back.

"Don't touch me."

"That's not what you said earlier."

"Roy!" she smacked his arm lightly. He grabbed her hand holding it there. "Get off me."

"Why?"

"Because…"

"What?"

"Because!"

"Because what?! Because nothing! Because there is nothing to be because-ing about!"

"No. Because this can't be happening. This is inappropriate. And wrong. So, so wrong." She started shaking her head and he reached out to hold it still.

"Why?"

"Because you're you and I'm me! Because I'm your boss." Roy coughed here. She glared at him. "Because I just can't and…"

"Why can't you?"

"BECAUSE!"

There was a moment of silence where they both simply stood in this strange embrace. Roy had been trying to hold her face still but now it had turned into more of a caress and Jen's hand on his arm had slid down to hold his. He gazed intensely down on her and she blinked back at him. Her eyes were wide, goose bumps prickled her skin, her heart thumped and her breath shook raggedly.

"You don't have to be scared." He muttered quietly.

"I'm not…"

"Then you should be able to let me do this without flinching." He gently ran his hand across her face and down her neck. "And this…" he whispered as he brought her hand up to his chest. "And this…" he muttered leaning forward to capture her lips with his again. At first, she was stiff. Afraid. But as his hands returned to her waist, she melted into him. "Go out with me." He murmured. She simply nodded her consent and reached up to twist her hands about his neck. This was getting too intense again.

"HELLOOOO!" came Moss's sudden call as he entered the basement. "Sorry I'm so late, ruddy awful traffic. There was congestion near the bu…" he trailed off as he peered into Jen's office and saw the pair of them hastily trying to cover up their intimacy. But despite Moss's lack of several other social understandings, this he could see clear as day. Dammit. He stood for a second, mouth gaping, bag dropping to the floor in shock. Then he screamed and ran to hide under his desk.

Jen and Roy sheepishly made their way into the main room.

"Moss?" Jen called.

"Moss buddy?" Roy echoed.

"Go away." Came the sullen reply.

"Moss… we can explain!" Jen tried.

"Explain what?" he demanded. "The sexual attraction you feel for one another that causes you to mash your faces together and have sex in the middle of our workplace?"

"We weren't having sex…" Jen protested. Moss's head appeared out from under the desk long enough to send them a withering glare before retreating.

Jen shrugged at Roy urging him to take over.

"Come on Moss, old buddy, old friend. This doesn't change anything."

"Yes it does. You'll be all touchy feely while I'm trying to focus and eat my sandwiches. It will be like watching your parents. And then you'll go places without me and have jokes without me and soon you'll forget all about me. I'll just be an awkward, invisible third wheel!" Moss exclaimed, his voice spiralling higher and louder with every sentence.

"We won't forget about you, Moss!" Roy continued.

"And if you want, we won't be 'touchy-feely' in front of you either." Jen offered. Roy turned to her and whispered.

"I don't think I'll be able to manage that." He growled in her ear as his arm slid round her waist and he planted a kiss on her lips.

"Oh, stop it you." She teased, pretending to bat him away but cuddling further into him and placing small kisses on his neck.

"AWWWWW!" came a girly squeal from Moss's direction. They turned to find him kneeling with his chin on his hands grinning happily at them like an adoring fan. "You guys are so cute!"

"So you don't mind us being together?" Roy asked.

"Not if you're going to be like this all the time. This is adorable!" Moss continued happily.

"That's it?!" Jen exclaimed. "Wow and I thought girls had mood swings…" she continued under her breath. She felt Roy's arm around her pinch a bit as if he was warning her not to push it.

"Yep." Moss grinned and then took out a sandwich and started eating it. And that was, indeed, it.

Weeeeellll, it wasn't quite because they still all fought. A lot. Moss vs the couple. The couple vs each other. The couple vs each other vs Moss. But most of the time it ended happily ever after. Especially if Roy and Jen fought because that usually ended with hot cupboard sex.

I apologise if the characters are a little OOC. I just wanted to try and develop another side to them with them together. This was only written rather quickly just for fun so not really meant to be a big thing but responses always appreciated. I just love the idea of this pairing so much and figured there wasn't enough fanfiction for them.