i love tbhk bro i've been a part of the fandom for like three years, someone join me pls
Whoops.
(Y/N) just stood there, eyes wide, and a flushed face as she stared at him.
"Well, you should!" she smiled, before twirling around and plopping onto the bed. Sheldon turned around to take something else from his briefcase, and place it on his desk. As he saw (Y/N)'s reaction, his face began to get flustered, too. But, ignoring it, he continued to unpack as he didn't respond. (Y/N) watched him, smiling softly before the door slammed shut loudly.
Why didn't she hear it open?
"Oh, Sheldon, (Y/N)," Missy quickly opened the door, her eyes scanning the image in front of her. "What's goin' oooooonnnnn?" she teased, walking in slowly as she smiled wickedly. (Y/N) blushed in embarrassment, her eyes widening in shock. Sheldon didn't seem to fazed, continuing what he was doing, aside from flinching at the door opening so suddenly.
"Get out, Missy." He hissed, almost as if he was...angry? But he was never like that to (Y/N)?
Missy scowled at him, before turning her attention to (Y/N). "Hey, (Y/N), come with me for a sec." She said, her hand gesturing towards the door as if her request wasn't enough. (Y/N) raised a brow, before she hopped up, glancing back at Sheldon before walking with Missy out the door.
"Uh-huh?" (Y/N) questioned, shutting the door behind her. She could almost sense the daggers Missy glared at her before she turned around. As she met eyes with her, Missy quickly grabbed her shoulders. "Listen," she began, almost too loudly. "I-I just wanted to say sorry for...not sticking up for you. It was bitchy of me, I'm sorry." Missy stated, lowering her eyebrows as she looked away nervously, clearly scared of what (Y/N) would respond with. She blushed in embarrassment, she wasn't really expecting to be put on the spot like that.
But, being as nervous as she was, she fiddled with her fingers as she stammered out an answer. "Oh! I-It's OK, really! I'm...also sorry for the way I responded to you earlier, that was rude." She admitted, not proud of herself for her previous actions. Missy grinned, before leaning in and hugging her tightly. Even though she hadn't known Missy for long, she missed this somehow.
"It's fine." Missy said, muffled against (Y/N)'s shoulder. (Y/N) smiled, wrapping her arms around the girl. Wow, she was warm. She'd actually been wanting to apologize for earlier, thinking about it here and there. But, she didn't have the balls to do it. Now that they were hugging, and she had got it over with, she couldn't help but return Missy's wide smile.
Missy pulled away reluctantly, as if she didn't want to. "Anyways, now that we've got that over with..." she murmured, excited to continue. "Wanna steal an R-rated movie from the garage?"
(Y/N) giggled, before agreeing quickly. The two girls excitedly ran off to the garage, barely keeping their balance at some points. Meanwhile in Sheldon's room, he was too busy thinking about (Y/N) and the way she smiled and the way she blushed and the way she acted all tough but then let her guard down, and she only seemed to do it for him, to realize the girls had left.
Putting his large briefcase in his closet, he decided he was thirsty. So, opening his door, he looked around with an eyebrow raised as he noticed there was no sign of Missy or (Y/N). He thought not to worry too much, maybe they had finally put their differences aside and made up. Opening the fridge, Sheldon reached his long arm into the very back, struggling to grab his favorite chocolate drink. Wrapping his fingers around it, he took it out slowly, and began to examine the label. Yoo-Hoo, artificial and natural flavoring! It read in bold, the bright, shiny blue letters almost taking over the yellow. He shut the large fridge door, and screwed open the cap. Before he noticed a small, white, folded paper sitting on the middle counter. Being as nosy as he was, he decided it couldn't hurt to take a peek. So, setting his drink down, he picked up and began to hesitantly unravel it. It was folded unevenly, which annoyed him at most. He straightened out his furrowed brows, and when the paper was finally undone, his blush and shocked facial expression said it all.
To Sheldon,
I'm mad that I can't tell you my real feelings, so, here they are in drawing.
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And I know you don't feel the same. I mean, come on, we've only known each other for a day. Right?
a/n:
"how was volleyball practice??" yeah it was sm fun yeah it was sm fun when i was trying to save the ball and forgot that my kneepads weren't on and i slid on the linoleum floor. yeah it was sm fun
