Shamy fanfiction Take 1 – since this is my first english-written fanfiction bout ShAmy pls be gentle at criticizing -
'Knock Knock Knock'
"Sheldon?"
"Come in, Amy, Door is open", Sheldon said while sitting on his spot.
Of course he had waited for her.
The door opened slowly and the women came in.
She was wearing a slightly flared skirt and a crochet waistcoat combined with a dark blue barrette and black shoes. But somehow it looked very nice on her.
"And you are serious about that..?" she asked (at least the third time) as she deposited her bag next to the sofa.
The man…well, the grown up child* slightly sighed as he turned to look at her face.
He was wearing normal trousers combined with a 'Green Lantern'-Shirt over a dark-blue Pullover.
"Of course I am. At last it was my proposal."
And suddenly Amy's countenance turned into a smile. "Okay then Sheldon!" she said and quickly sat down at her unofficial spot.
"So.." Sheldon started to talk "since this is our first dating-Thursday spending a night together.."
"Oh la la!" Penny interrupted him.
Jerky Sheldon turned to Penny and Leonard, "I want you to go."
Both of them chuckled but heeded him and went out to Penny's apartment. "Have fun then". Those were the blonde girls last words while both chuckled again, but finally went out.
"That was incongruous", Amy Farrah Fowler commented.
"I think so..However. Where was I? Ah." Sheldon continued speaking." since this is our first dating-Thursday spending a night together; I thought we could play with my miniature trains. I'll work the controls, I'll say 'all on board'...and you'll sit there quietly and watch."
"Sheldon.." his girlfriend sighed and said "remember when we said we'll do something we both enjoy?"
"I do. Why wouldn't you enjoy that? Cause, well, I would."
"Stop it, Sheldon! You always act like you never enjoy those physical-relationship-things. It's not even a thing for a girlfriend to sleep at her boyfriends' apartment. But every time you tell me it is. And, that you're not ready yet for more intimate things. 5 years now. I'm sick of it."
"Don't you remember when I kissed you? Can't you imagine how intimate that has been to me? I thought you understand me."
"I do. I do, and I do. It's more that you don't stand by the fact you enjoy it. To others it always seems like I force you to do all that. Did I force you to let me sleep in here?"
"Well. In a way.."
"Did I?" Amy seemed to be very angry.
"Not really." Sheldon sheepishly answered while slightly looking on the ground. Every time when Sheldon notice he's in the wrong (and that reeeaaally don't happen often) he seems like a 5-year-old kid.
"Believe it or not..the others don't believe it anyway..You asked Me. Not the other way around."
"…I don't think you want to watch me playing with the trains huh."
"What about..us two, spending the night on the couch together, with one of your star-wars-trek-space-movie-things..and ordering a pizza.?"
"..with sausage, mushrooms, and light olives?" Sheldon nearly delirious with joy said as he looked up again.
"of course." Amy told him, smiled, and sat down on the couch next to Sheldon's spot.