Sheldon Cooper Imagines (The Big Bang Theory)

Fighting (x Reader) Part 2

A/N: You all wanted a happy ending, and I wasn't going to give it to you but I had mercy. Here you go!

Warnings: Sexual references 

Summary: Y/N and Sheldon get back together

Word count: 936

Estimated read time: 5 minutes 

The lady at the desk was way too chipper. 

"Hello and welcome to couples therapy! I'm Linda, the receptionist! If you could just fill out this paper work, we can get you sent in for your appointment!" Linda smiled, pearly whites flashing between pink lips. She was pretty, but in a very geometric kind of way. Everything about her face was so perfectly sized and measured as if it had all been cut and pasted onto her. 

I smiled weakly, taking the clipboard from her hands. There were a couple sheets of paper that I scribbled things in before handing it back to her. 

"Okie dokie!" She chimed, "You're Y/N Y/L/N, right?"

I nodded. 

She turned to my ex-boyfriend, who stood slightly behind me. "And you're Sheldon Cooper?"

"I am." 

She nodded, clicking away at her computer keyboard with nails all painted in exactly the same design. "Great. Your therapist is Maya Lynn, she'll be ready for you in a few moments. You can wait in the waiting room. Would you like any water or small iced beverages?"

Sheldon opened his mouth to accept her offer but I cut him off. "No thanks."

"Alrighty, well if you need anything, holler!" She flashed me a grin, waving me off towards the waiting room. 

I sighed, trudging in and looking around awkwardly. Thank god, I didn't know anybody in the room. They all sat in pairs, silently watching as I scanned for a good place to sit. I chose a chair by the wall, Sheldon sitting down beside me. There were magazines laid out neatly on a glass table, each with a different headline.

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Turning away from the magazines, I looked around the room. There were a lot of plants and very neutral lighting. The TV on the wall was playing some kind of show about some loaded guy shopping for a new house. 

I kept my eyes on the TV screen, not because I was interested but because I didn't want to look at Sheldon. 

It had been a month since our breakup and we both missed each other. We wanted to get back together but I said things had to change, so here we are at couples therapy so that maybe we could get it right this time around. 

Linda stepped into the room. "Y/L/N and Cooper?"

We stood, me in the lead with Sheldon walking silently behind me. Linda led us to a room with a heavy oak door and opened it up. Inside there was a desk, a couch, a chair, a table with tissues and another plant, and an air conditioning unit. 

"Hello, Y/N and Sheldon. I'm Maya." The therapist said. She sat down on the chair, letting Sheldon and I sit on either end of the couch. "It's very nice to meet you. So, checking my schedule, you have weekly appointments scheduled for a few months. What seems to be the problem?"

We glanced at one another. Sheldon said nothing, so I took the initiative again. "We broke up a month ago after dating for a very long time. Now, we want to get back together, but I think we're going to need some help working through this."

"What was your break up about?" Maya asked, jotting things down on her clipboard. 

"We fought all the time. Things used to be good but with us always at each other's throats, it just wasn't a healthy relationship anymore." I answered, wringing my hands. This was a lot les awkward than I anticipated it being, but I still didn't like it. 

She nodded thoughtfully, writing as she talked. "Why did you two decide to start dating again?"

"We missed each other," I told her, watching her pen move across the paper, "And I thought it'd be worth it to give it another go."

"When you two first had a relationship, before the fighting, what was it like?"

I felt a bit of a smile, thinking back to the good times we shared together. "Amazing. We got along really well, we were inseparable, we loved each other, we spent time together, we had fun, went on dates, had TV marathons..." I trailed off, feeling a twinge of sadness knowing that was gone. 

She smiled. "And couples therapy was your idea?"

I nodded. She wrote some more, then asked, "And how were your intimate relations?"

I froze. "What?"

"Sorry, if you want to skip that, you can. It's just so I can get an idea of your situation. The more informed I am, the better I can help you." Maya assured.

"Right. I, uh, it was fine. Good, really."

"And near the end?"

"Nonexistant."

She nodded, mumbling something phycology sounding under her breath. "And what about the future. Did you two have plans?"

I started to answer but she held up a hand to stop me. She looked at Sheldon, who was staring at the carpet. "Mr. Cooper, couples therapy is all about help for both of you. Why don't you participate and answer some questions."

Sheldon nodded. "Yes, we had future plans. I wanted to get a few more awards for my theoretical physics and then we'd settle down and get a house. Maybe kids. A fish."

Maya put a new page on her clipboard. "And are you really ready to fix things with Y/N?"

"Of course," Sheldon said, turning to look at me. "I love her."

Maya smiled again. "Then I think you two have hope!"

After a few bonding games and some talking about our feelings, Sheldon and I left therapy. I dropped him off at his apartment and drove to mine, setting down groceries I had picked up on the way home. 

There was something new in the air. I think Maya was right. I think there's hope for Sheldon and I.