*A/n Hi guys! I fixed the code thing. My internet crashed so sorry this was posted in code before. I meant to post this on here yesterday, I hope you're having a fantastic Wednesday, but if not you could always go hug a puppy or something. Anyways, I have the fluff part of the prompt given to me (Amy ties Sheldon's tie) and the smut part I shall post on here sometime later, and I will be back Friday with my small phanfic which you should check out if you haven't.

Enjoy! :D

(Sheldon's pov)

I never thought I'd live to see the day my best friend was getting married and leaving me forever. I was going to the wedding anyway, as a support Amy said was completely necessary. I didn't have the energy to argue with her so I simply agreed.

I only got to see Amy for an hour this morning. I didn't mind it, but I couldn't figure out why on Earth Penny needed multiple people just to help her get dressed. Amy could be doing so many other things with her time, like being here with me, making me toast and playing Counterfactuals.

She owes me toast, actually. It's in the Relationship Agreement, every time we have a sleepover, breakfast together was the best part.

Penny always takes things away from me, including Leonard.

So this morning I stood in the kitchen alone, leaning slightly against the counter. I had my suit on while eating my toast, and sighed irritably as I spilled jam on it. Everything bad happens when Amy leaves my side.

I tried cleaning it, dabbing rather than rubbing, and ended up with a very large wet spot on my front. I rolled my eyes, Penny wouldn't care anyway.

When I was halfway done with my second piece of toast I hear muffled noises in the hall. It wasn't Leonard, Howard, or Raj, as they had all spent the night at Raj's to get Leonard ready easier, but to my surprise, it was Amy.

"I'll make sure he's ready," I heard her call over her shoulder and when she turned her head to me, she grinned. I smiled back.

"Be ready to go when you finish your toast." she told me, growing closer to me and hugging my waist in greeting. I wrapped my arms around her carefully, not wanting to mess up her gorgeous appearance.

As she rested her head on my chest, pressed into me, she craned her neck to look at me.

"Your shirt's wet." I nodded slowly, half shrugging. Suddenly she giggled.

"What?" I asked, rather relaxed.

"Oh, nothing. You just have jam on your face." she put her head back down and I blushed. I'd have to take care of that before we left.

"Are you girls ready?" I broke the silence, still holding her close. She nodded with a happy smile on her face.

"I'm so excited." she said in the voice I loved. I leaned down and kissed her head affectionately.

"I know."

Amy pulled away a minute later to let me finish my toast and clean up my face, and we were just about to walk across the hall when she stopped me. "Sheldon, I almost forgot, you need your tie."

I groaned when she mentioned this. I'd spent most of my morning trying tie it properly, and still couldn't believe a genius like me couldn't tie a stupid little tie.

I wondered if Amy knew I'd been struggling. She smirked as I sheepishly pulled the folded tie out of my pocket, terribly, terribly wrinkled, too. Maybe she'd let me leave it because it was so rubbish, but I doubted it.

"Come here." she whispered softly to me. Her smile made my stomach flip and I walked over to her.

She stood on her tip toes and kissed me, briefly, gently, smooth. Her touch always made me feel slightly drunk, and I'd never gone to a wedding feeling such a way.

I breather her name against her lips in a plead, though whether I was asking for her to stop or continue I wasn't sure.

She broke the kiss shortly after, mumbling an apology. She was cute when she blushed.

Her hands and fingers were steady as she worked to tie my tie. They grazed my chest, slowly down to my stomach where they lingered, and then she took my hand.

"Are you ready?"