Majim Fanfiction

Chapter One

Mayim woke with a start and looked around. She must've fallen asleep while waiting for the stylists to come to get her ready for the taping. She hadn't slept much in the past couple of days. Whenever she slept she seemed to have a recurring dream about Jim, who lately she couldn't stop thinking about. She was worried that she was developing feelings for him and it kept her up at night.

    Just then her stylists knocked and told her it was time to get ready for the taping. Tonight they were taping the Shamy coitus scene and she was nervous, but oddly excited. 'What was going on with her?' she thought to herself. Trying to put Jim out of her mind she completely, she immersed herself with being Amy.

    It was getting closer to the coitus scene and when Jim (as Sheldon) knocked on Mayim (as Amy)'s door she jumped.

    "Cut!" called the director, "Let's pick it up where we left off!"

Mayim tried to focus but she kept finding herself somewhere else, immersed in thought about Jim. Finally they got to the couch kissing scene. She was so nervous, and even though she knew this was just acting, she felt like the kiss might push her feelings for Jim over the edge. Trying to put these thoughts aside, telling herself she was being silly, she took a deep breath. As she leaned into kiss Jim – 'Sheldon, not Jim.' Mayim scolded herself. There is no Mayim, there is no Jim. she told herself. This is Sheldon and Amy we're talking about.

"CUT!" Mayim realized that while she had been thinking to herself she had accidentally forgotten to say her lines. "Mayim, are you alright? What's wrong?" the director asked.

"Nothing!" Mayim replied, sounding less sure then she wanted to.

Then Jim spoke up, "Can I just have a moment with Mayim please?"

He led her around a corner and touched her shoulder lightly. She felts warm sparks pulse through her body. "Hey, Mayim what's wrong?" he said gently.

"Er, N-nothing." she managed to get out.

"C'mon you can tell me anything, you know that."

"W-well," she tried to come up with something, anything with but the truth. "It's just stress I guess." she said desperately, trying to make it sound believable. "Everything's just been overwhelming lately."

"Come here." Jim said, pulling her into a hug.

Her stomach did a complete flop. She hugged him back, taking in his scent. He smelled like mints and vanilla. She didn't want him to ever let her go.

"Look, it'll be okay." Jim said tenderly. "Let's get back out there and do the scene. How about after the taping I'll take you out to dinner. Does that sound good?"

"O-okay." Mayim said, trying not to sound nervous.

They went back to the set and Jim said they'd gotten it all figured out.

"Alright then, let's get on with the scene!" said the director. "Aaand, ACTION!" he called out.

Jim said the line before the kiss and Mayim pulled him in for the kiss. Her stomach was going wild, her hormones raging, but she ignored it, focusing on the kiss. It was so wonderful. His lips were so soft and his touch was –

"AND SCENE!" the director called out breaking them apart. "That was perfect!"

Mayim blushed when she looked at Jim and hid her face quickly. The rest of the taping went perfectly and each kiss with Jim felt better than the last. Even though they didn't actually have sex, Mayim found herself wishing for that they had and then wondered again how these feelings for Jim had developed so suddenly.

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After the taping Jim and Mayim went to a small little Italian restaurant on the edge of the city, that they'd come to when they'd first met.

Jim opened the door for Mayim and she walked in. It smelled of freshly made garlic bread and spaghetti. They sat down at in the corner of the shop. Luckily there wasn't anyone else in the restaurant and the short, brown-haired Italian man who waited on them didn't seem to notice who they were.

"So, tell me," Jim said, "what's been stressing you out?"

Mayim panicked for a second, 'What should she say?' "Just work, you know how it is, everything is just overwhelming." she came up with quickly.

Jim took her hand and she could feel the butterflies in stomach starting up again. "I'm sorry you feel stressed." He rubbed light circles on her hand with his thumb.

"It's alright." she smiled, Jim never failed to make her feel better, even when she was worried about having feelings for him.

The rest of dinner was nice and Mayim thought about how lucky she was to have Jim in her life, whether it was romantic or not.

After dinner Jim took Mayim home and when they were at her door he kissed her cheek, said goodnight, and was about to leave when Mayim suddenly spoke up without thinking.

"Jim wait." she said and Jim paused. 'What are you doing?' said a voice in her head. 'Don't do this.' She ignored it anyways and kept going. "I lied to you about what was bothering me."

Jim walked closer to her and looked expectantly at her. "I-I, the truth is I have feelings for you."

Jim just stared into her eyes for second before grabbing her waist and pulling her close. "The truth is, I have feelings for you too." he whispered before leaning down and kissing her gently.

Confidence building within her, Mayim wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him harder, running her hands through her hair.  Fireworks erupted in her stomach. This is perfect. she thought to herself.