Dedicated to Tribeca. For no reason at all other than I felt like it.
He loved her. She was everything he had ever dreamed of. He wanted her to love him, and she did. Just as much as she loved Raj, Howard, Amy and Bernadette. But she loved him more. She loved him with all her heart.
He was the one she sought out for advice.
He was the one she never said "no" to.
He was the reason she stayed.
And there were times he hated his best friend. There were times he wished his best friend was gone from their lives. But then he would remember that the only thing that kept her from moving back to Nebraska was her love for Sheldon. He watched them head to the door, laundry baskets on their hips. Sheldon was trying to get her to promise to use the correct amount of detergent. Penny was teasing him about the way he had folded his dirty laundry.
Leonard downed the rest of his beer and tried to unclench his jaw. He loved her. She loved Sheldon. Sheldon loved her. And he was the only one who saw it clearly. He sighed and headed to the couch. He dreaded the day when they realized how they felt about each other. Because he knew he would have to step aside for the two most important people in his life. After all, he loved them both.