sheldon cooper x fem!reader

chapter tennie

THE PICTURE I'M CRYING?? my humor

"Language."

"Shut up! What do we do?!" (Y/N) stressed, her eyes wide as she stared at the open bedroom door, where Missy once was. "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shi-" 

"(Y/N)." Sheldon said her name, grabbing a hold of her shoulders to turn her towards him. 

"No! What will your mom say?!" (Y/N) shouted, looking around frantically. Sheldon covered her mouth with his index finger, glancing around. "Shh, or she may hear you," he said, letting go of her. (Y/N) sighed, in and out, she told herself. "OK. Sh-Should we just...go out there?" she asked, raising a brow as she turned, facing the door as she fiddled nervously with her fingers. Sheldon glanced at her, before turning to face the door, too. He slowly nodded. "I suppose." 

The two walked out into the hallway together, small footsteps that were hesitant soon became faster to just get it over with. (Y/N) looked down, and blushed. Seeing her and Sheldon's shoes even remotely next to each other just made her feel that way. But...how was she gonna tell him that she couldn't just jump into a relationship so soon like that? Only a day and she was head over heels, but, she wanted anticipation. Nor could she help it. She wanted something worth waiting for. Don't get her wrong, she obviously was over the moon about Sheldon feeling the same, but, she didn't want to start dating after a day. That's just too much. But, then again, waiting bored her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Mary's voice. Gosh, they were already in the kitchen? 

"Sheldon, (Y/N)..." Mary said, her voice somber. Although, it had a hint of solace hidden beneath. "Do you want to tell me what's going on?" Neither of them could come up with an answer. As (Y/N) looked up, she could see Missy's smug little fucking smirk on her face. Her jaw clenched at the sight, before deciding to just turn around and face Mary. (Y/N) glanced at Sheldon, who nervously looked around for an answer. 

"Listen, I want you two to be honest with me, OK? I promise to the good Lord above that I'm not mad. Not at all, I just want to know what happened." She said, taking (Y/N) and Sheldon by surprise. (Y/N) met eyes with her for only a moment, before she looked back at Sheldon. Just that small bit made her heart race, her jaw coming un-clenched. 

"Well, (Y/N) and I have romantic feelings for one another," Sheldon proudly but anxiously stated, glancing at (Y/N) with a blush as he said her name. A smile suddenly came across Mary's face, glancing between each other. She crouched down, making (Y/N) slightly uncomfortable with how close her face was. "I see that," she chuckled. "Look, I'm absolutely OK with that, but, Sheldon, you know the rules. I hope (Y/N) does, too. No se-" 

"Alright, Mrs.Cooper! I swear I'll always follow the rules," (Y/N) interrupted, preventing Mary's words to go any further. (Y/N) couldn't help but blush at the thought- no, stop. 

Shaking the thoughts out of her head, (Y/N) turned her attention to Sheldon, as did Mary. 

"What?" he said, looking at his mom before looking back (Y/N), his gaze softening. 

The two girls chuckled, before Mary stood back up, grunting. She straightened out her back, sighing. "Are you experiencing spondylolisthesis?" Sheldon questioned, raising a brow at his mom. Mary gave him a confused face, before exhaling once again. "No," she sternly replied, before smiling at (Y/N) and turning, walking away. 

Sheldon and (Y/N) turned to each other, awkward silence filling the gap. They held eye contact, which made it even more awkward. Before (Y/N) remembered something. 

What was Missy gonna tell her again? 

"Hey, Missy," (Y/N) said, turning around to see Missy, opening the fridge. Missy whipped her head towards (Y/N), a small blush on her cheeks. "Uh-huh?" she replied, her voice quivering. 

"What were you gonna tell me back there? In Sheldon's room?" she asked, raising a brow as she stuffed her hands in her pockets. She walked towards her, before stopping next to the fridge, resting an elbow on the counter as she awaited her answer. Missy reached her arm into the fridge, grabbing a Dr.Pepper before closing it, fully facing her now. 

"Oh, well, I was just..." she trailed off, seemingly anxious of what she was gonna say. (Y/N) could hear footsteps that echoed away, and she assumed they were Sheldon's as he lost interest in the situation. She'd talk to him later. "I just wanted to apologise for the...thing at school today." She murmured, barely enough for (Y/N) to hear. But, she wanted to have a bit of fun with it. She wasn't ready to forgive and forget just yet. "What thing?" (Y/N) cocked a brow, a playful look on her face. Her lips tugged into a small yet innocent smirk, pulling for an answer. Missy gave her an unsatisfied look. "You know, the...incident." Missy said, looking away as if saying it to her face would result in consequences. (Y/N)'s brow raised even higher in satisfaction, knowing she was gonna get something out of her. "Not sure what you're talking about." She said, shrugging. Her lips formed a playful pout, watching as Missy's face changed. 

"Fine, whatever then." She retorted, rolling her eyes as she flipped her curled hair, walking away as she opened her Dr.Pepper. (Y/N) giggled, just loud enough for her to hear, a grumble coming from her mouth. Smiling, (Y/N) thought that maybe now she'd go talk to Sheldon. 

(Y/N) flinched at the sound of Missy's door slamming, her stomping still echoing from her room. Walking to Sheldon's door, (Y/N) began to think to herself about everything. 

She meets Missy, a seemingly nice girl that slowly turns into a conniving bitch. Then, she meets Sheldon later on, who is so entrancing it makes her crazy. Next, Missy betrays her, (Y/N) punches Heather M in the face, gets suspended, ends up at the Cooper's house for dinner, regrets it, kisses-no, full on makes out with Sheldon, and now she's here. What a story. All in one day, too. Before she knew it, she was at Sheldon's door, which was surprisingly open. 

"Hi," she murmured, meeting eyes with Sheldon as he looked up from his train set, his fingers still playing on the toy train. "Oh, hi, (Y/N)," he nonchalantly said, setting his things down to turn his full attention to her. Unexpectedly, (Y/N) walked towards him, before she wrapped her arms around his cold body. But she didn't care. She stuffed her face into the crook of his neck, the spot more warm than his actual body. But she didn't care. She could feel his arms wrap around her body as well, pulling her closer by the waist. She lifted her head up a bit, looking up at him. He looked down at her, too, a blush across his cheeks. He looked funny from this angle. 

But she didn't care.

SORRY THIS SHIT TOOK SO LONG POOKIES 😭