HI MY BELOVED POOKIESSSSS
school is busy so i am so sincerely sorry i haven't updated but I PROMISE I WILL CONTINUE TO, it will just be slowalso this is maybe erm kinda tbhk related (shh)
i'm listening to: waste my time by essosa
"Sheldon...!" the pretty ghost girl sang, sticking her tongue out as she saw Sheldon turn his head to her. A while ago, Sheldon had figured out that he was able to see special apparitions. One day, he noticed a girl sitting and playing with her hair on his bed. What confused him was... she was see-through. So, that proved his theory. Along with her stabbing herself to prove she can't die again, unless exorcised. Sheldon had grown to be quite fond of her, watching as she acted her usual, silly self around him. Sheldon was the only one who could see her.
As Sheldon raised a brow, she raced towards him, shoving her head into his warm chest. "HI!!!" she squealed, though muffled against his shirt. He could feel the heat rush to his cheeks as her grip on him tightened. Sheldon looked down. "Hi, (Y/N)," he said, before looking away.
(Y/N) finally pulled away with a large grin. "Hi! So, what's for dinner?" she asked, her smile falling down to a closed-mouth one. Sheldon looked around, before grabbing her hand and walking to the kitchen, to show her what was there. Pizza.
(Y/N) grinned, (sorry if you're a vegan or sum just make a different pizza w/ vegan thingy things) before she rushed over, picking up a pepperoni and nibbling on it a bit. "(Y/N)!" Sheldon hissed quietly, though nobody was home. (Y/N) didn't even flinch, before just taking a whole slice. Sheldon rushed over, swatting her hand. "Hey..." she whined, looking up at him with a plea.
Ignore it, Ignore it, he told himself. But that was a hard thing to do when it came to (Y/N).
"No, (Y/N). That is for me and my family. And, also, you don't know what kind of bacteria has been on that!" he scolded, before he paused, hearing the sound of the door opening.
(Y/N) hopped up from her feet to float, sitting criss-cross on thin air. Sheldon still, after knowing her for a while, could never understand how it was scientifically possible. Missy walked in at the moment, and the first thing she noticed was the open pizza box, and Sheldon just... standing there? "Why are you standing there so weird? And why is the box open?" before she could finish, she gasped loudly. "Oh my gosh, did you sneak a piece?!" she asked, and she seemed more excited and proud of her brother than surprised and mad. Sheldon glanced at (Y/N), hearing her snicker. He glared at her, though to Missy, it just looked like he was glaring at air.
"No! How could you make such assumptions?"
"There's a pepperoni with a bite mark in it."
"What? No there's n-" as Sheldon looked down, his eyes widened to see the piece, sitting there on top with (Y/N)'s teeth marks on it. Darn you, cute girl.
He could sense (Y/N) as she moved to be beside Missy, smiling innocently with narrowed eyes. Was she trying to kill him?
He sighed, muttering her name under his breath. "I-It wasn't me." He declared, looking back up at Missy. She shrugged, before turning around. "I'm not sure I care anymore." She said, walking to her room, and slamming her door. As soon as she did, Sheldon walked over to (Y/N), becoming eye to eye with her, and his expression was all she needed to sense he was mad.
"I'm sorry!" she squeaked, holding up her arms in front of her face as a form of protection. Sheldon sighed, before grasping her wrists and pulling her arms down, looking at the floor in nervousness. "I'm not gonna hurt you," he stated, looking back up at her. "It's annoying." He uttered, looking down again. (Y/N) raised a brow. "What is?"
"You." Her heart stopped. Not that she really had one, though.
"You and your stupid grin annoys me, why do you have such control over me? Why do you make me blush when you talk and my heart beat abnormally when you make any form of physical contact with me, (Y/N)? Why?" he rambled on and on, closing his eyes as he did so.
All he got for an answer was a light chuckle. "It's called love, dummy. I thought you were smart."
And maybe a pair of lips against his, too.
