The Increased Blood Flow Theory
Chapter One
They watched with barely suppressed smirks as Sheldon and Amy's faces flushed, pupils dilated and they got flustered. Suddenly Sheldon popped out of his spot and ran for his room but not before Penny and Bernadette spy his bulge.
Feeling a little off, Amy got up to make sure Sheldon was okay when Rajesh's voice stopped her.
"Amy, Sheldon should be okay for a few minutes. Why don't you finish your dessert? If Sheldon's not back by the time you're done, then you could check up on him."
"It's a part of the 'Health Check Clause' in our agreement. If I suspect illness I must immediately go see if I could be of any assistance before involving the proper authorities." With that she turned to the hallway and heard poorly suppressed snickers as she reached the entrance to Sheldon's bedroom.
She knocked on his door to be greeted by a muffled 'go away' from the other side.
"I can't go away even if I wanted to be cause of our Relationship Agreement. Now, please let me in."
"Oh, alright. I'm unlocking the door but count ten Mississippi's before you come in." Amy waited the required amount of time before letting herself in and closing the door behind her. Sheldon was curled up on his bed hugging a pillow to himself.
"Sheldon, are you sick?" she asked as she placed a hand on his forehead. He felt a little warm.
"No, I'm not sick. I don't think I'm running a fever." he hedged. To admit to Amy what was wrong would be too embarrassing.
"Then what's wrong?"
"I don't want to tell you."
"Why not?"
"Too embarrassing." Amy thought for a moment before carefully formulating her next question.
"Would it be easier to show me?"
Sheldon hesitated a moment before rolling on his back to display the massive tent at the front of his corduroy pants.
Amy was rendered speechless. She couldn't come up with a single thought as the silence stretched further.
"Why are you so quiet? What's wrong?" The panicked edge to his voice shook her from her stupor.
"Well, I seem to be in a… um, similar predicament." Sheldon propped himself up on his elbows and stared at her curiously.
"You mean…y-you're also feeling…? Amy nodded at his half formed question.
"Not only that, but I suspect foul play."
A/N: This story has already been mostly completed. This was a plot bunny that just wouldn't die so I wrote it up and procrastinated on posting it. I embrace opinionated reviews because I find all sorts of inspiration from them whether I agree or not. Love it? Hate it? I want to know your thoughts.