The Frustration Compulsion: Chapter 29
MeeMaw knows best
*a/n Hey guys, I'm back and I'm pretty sure I'll I'm going to do today is write. For any of you reading my other stories such as The Termination Complexities or The Delayed Date Night, expect an update very soon (Possibly today or tomorrow) And, just to let you know, I have started my Soul Eater Fanfic, so if you're into that, you should check that out. It won't be posted until the beginning of June though, because I can't let my friend read it yet. And just so ya'll know (You pry already do) I don't own any of these characters or this show in general. Thanks for the reviews though, you guys are awesome! I'm a little nervous how you guys will like this chapter, so just let me know how I did in the reviews, if you want. Until next time!~
Previously…
"MoonPie, would you like to go shopping with me for some things that may help you?" Sheldon turned his head to look at MeeMaw again, but this time his expression was one of exasperation.
"Unless the things that you're talking about are comic books, then I don't see where you're going with this." Abruptly, MeeMaw broke into a grin and jumped off the swing, motioning for Sheldon to join her. He complied, and before they knew it, they were walking down the road to a little shop that Sheldon used to scoff at every time he passed it.
Could this work..?
Currently…
"I'm glad we did this MeeMaw." Sheldon said adoringly as he walked beside his grandmother while licking away at an ice cream cone. MeeMaw chuckled and patted him on the back with her free hand. They each carried four bags in one of their hands from the small shop that they had stopped at.
While there, she had coaxed Sheldon into buying a few… romantic… things for when he decided carry on with his plan. She couldn't be happier for her Grandson. It's not like any of her other Grandchildren were as successful as he was when it came to committing their life to another person.
"Amy's one lucky girl." MeeMaw conceded, switching two of the bags to her other hand. Sheldon was almost done with his ice cream cone already, something that really didn't surprise her.
"Of course she is. She's about to be engaged to Dr. Sheldon Lee Cooper. That's as lucky as you're going to get." There went his already too big ego. MeeMaw didn't mind though, this was something that she would have expected from Sheldon regardless of the situation. So she did what any Grandmother would do, she nodded her head and agreed with him.
"Didn't you say Amy was one of those Doctors too? Does that mean when you get married, you'll get referred to as Dr. and Dr. Cooper?" MeeMaw asked curiously as she watched Sheldon bite into his ice cream cone without any hesitation.
He had to take a minute to chew and swallow, but the minute he was done, he opened his mouth to answer her question.
"I suppose so, but that may cause some confusion in the scientific world. Honestly, I always thought that she would have one of those joint name things." He shrugged then and continued licking his cone where he had bitten into it. MeeMaw nodded slightly once again, seeing what Sheldon had meant.
"You mean like Amy Fowler Cooper?" She asked, not entirely sure as to what Amy's full name was. She felt embarrassed for not knowing, but surely Sheldon would correct her.
"Essentially, although, it would be Amy Farrah Fowler Cooper. I highly doubt that she would get rid of her middle name. I've always loved calling her by her full name, either that, or Dr. Fowler. For whatever reason, when I call her that, she gets all stirred up. The same thing happens whenever I rub vapor rub on her chest."
Again, Sheldon shrugged and MeeMaw couldn't resist the giggle that escaped her lips. She hadn't laughed like that in a long time, but the fact that her Grandson knew absolutely nothing of his effect on his woman made her grin.
"What's so funny?" Sheldon asked innocently, looking down at MeeMaw with a chocolate ice cream moostach. This time, MeeMaw shook her head slightly but still kept a smile on her lips.
"Nothing, MoonPie. I still think Amy is a very lucky girl to be marrian' you." Sheldon looked at his Grandmother in confusion.
"And again, I agree with you." By then, Mary's house finally came into view and the two picked up their snail's pace a little bit. Sheldon groaned internally, why he had left his and Amy's bags outside, he didn't know. Someone could have stolen them by now, but thankfully, they hadn't, but that didn't mean that he didn't have to carry them in still.
"Why don't you go bring these bags into the guest room and come back out here so we can talk some more." MeeMaw suggested, causing the slight frown on Sheldon's face to drop completely. He eagerly took the bags out of his Grandmother's hand and ended up with all eight in his left hand. Then, like the strong person he liked to pretend he was, he picked up his and Amy's bags with his right hand.
Stumbling through the back door, Sheldon felt Amy's eyes on him as well as his mother's. Before he could say anything, MeeMaw gave him his cue to go put the bags away and he trotted down the hallway into the guest room.
While in there, Sheldon hesitantly took off his jacket and placed it on the neatly kept bed. He didn't want to leave the piece of clothing, because he feared that without the constant reminder of his plan, he would essentially chicken out and panic.
Before he left, Sheldon slipped his hand back into the pocket once more and ran his finger lightly over the small box that he had been carrying around. He was nervous about leaving Amy's bag in the same room as all of the items he had bought. What if she went in there and saw everything?
He didn't dare think another thought. Instead, he carefully placed his jacket in a secure position inside of the semi-large closet near the window.
Surely MeeMaw would be able to calm his nerves. He only hoped that his mother wasn't grilling Amy too much. He knew she was just trying to make sure that they were doing things right. He didn't blame her, after seeing how his siblings had turned out.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world." Sheldon heard MeeMaw say once he reappeared from the guest room. He made a mental note to make sure that Amy didn't step foot in that room.
"What would you not miss for the world?" Normally, he wouldn't need to ask, simply because of his Vulcan hearing. He had been distracted though, and it was all because of Amy. Even at that moment, instead of looking at MeeMaw or his mother, all he could do was gaze at Amy. He couldn't take his eyes off of her.
"We're goin' out for dinner tonight, so you better be ready by seven," Mary told him. He finally looked away from Amy and nodded before walking out of the room. He needed some fresh air. The longer he looked at Amy, the harder it was to leave her.
Within moments, MeeMaw had joined him outside and sat next to him on the porch swing. Both of them enjoyed the peace and quiet for a moment, before she broke it in a delicate voice.
"You must be really tired, MoonPie." Sheldon nodded wearily while looking into space again. He had bags under his eyes and his hair was ruffled up from running his hand through it in order to stay awake. For a moment, MeeMaw wondered exactly how long he had been up for, but decided not to ask.
"MeeMaw, what if Amy goes into the guest room? Surely she'll see all the things that we bought." He sounded nervous, and MeeMaw didn't blame him. She would be nervous too. Still, she looked for a way to try and ease his nerves, although, she didn't know how she was going to do that. Sheldon had always been quite the stubborn boy about many things.
"Why on Earth would she go in there?" She almost gasped, trying to sound like that was the most absurd idea that she had ever heard. Sheldon glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and sighed before bringing his hands to his face and attempting to rub the sleep away.
"Because all of her things are in there." He turned fully to MeeMaw then, looking at her with pleading eyes. She was surprised to see how terrified he was about Amy seeing the things they bought. Then again, proposing to her was supposed to be one of the biggest surprises ever, even for him, so she could understand why he felt such a way.
"Don't worry, MoonPie, your MeeMaw has it all under control. Do you remember how you used to tell me that I always knew best? Trust me on this." Sheldon seemed to relax a little after that and he gave MeeMaw a soft smile.
"Thanks MeeMaw!" He said enthusiastically before jumping off the porch swing and holding his hand out to her. "It's almost seven, and I can't wait to see Amy. Come on!"
MeeMaw took the offered hand and with his help she was up and off the chair herself and following Sheldon back inside the house. He didn't even seemed phased by how tired he was at this point, he was all energetic.
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Sheldon couldn't believe his eyes when he saw where his mother had taken them to eat. He was at his favorite childhood restaurant with the only woman he had ever loved romantically. The night couldn't have been more perfect.
Yet, all his high hopes for that night had been crushed the moment he felt Amy trying to squirm her way out of his grasp. That wasn't the first time she had done that, and every time she did it, he felt a small mixture of hurt and forlorn.
"What are you doing?" He was almost afraid of hearing the answer. Amy certainly was a very confusing woman at times.
"I'm attempting to ease the tension by creating a little more space between us…" She didn't sound very sure of herself. Sheldon's smile had long since turned to a frown that only deepened as he and Amy spoke.
What tension was she talking about? MeeMaw seemingly couldn't stop sending delightful smiles their way. Was it perhaps that she was feeling uncomfortable with how much physical contact he was bestowing upon her in such a public place…?
No, that couldn't be it. If that was so, then why would she always insist on holding his hand at the movie theatre? True, neither of them had gone together in quite a while. Maybe her feelings about the topic had changed…?
"Does that mean you don't like it anymore?" He couldn't believe what was happening. After all of her gentle nudging, Sheldon had finally opened up to Amy, only to have her take everything back, leaving him deeply confused and upset for whatever reason.
"Sheldon, I don't believe I am comfortable discussing this topic right now."
That was it. Sheldon had had enough. He felt his face grow extremely hot and suddenly, he couldn't handle being so close to Amy, at least for the time being. He needed to do something fast before he hurt her feelings by screaming his lungs out at her.
Having her be angry with him because he couldn't control his emotions was something that he feared the most out of anything. That's what compelled him to let her hand go and walk all the way to the other side of the restaurant.
"How's this for space?!" Sheldon could feel all the people in the restaurant staring at him with frightened looks on their faces, but he really didn't care. He was beyond hurt and he didn't know how to deal with it.
Kohlinar proved to be absolutely worthless. He couldn't stop pacing and running a hand through his already tussled hair. He was struggling to keep his tears at bay, having never cried in a public place before. He felt as if he were drowning, the peaceful sea disrupted by the worst storm of the century.
All Sheldon wanted was to be left alone, far away from all the chaos that was spiraling out of his control. Still, he wasn't any angrier than he already was when MeeMaw approached him. He did stop pacing though in order to talk and think clearly.
"MoonPie, calm down. I think your mom and I are going to leave you two alone to work things out, and you can come home when you're ready. I'll make sure Amy's things are out of the guest room by the time you two get back." With a few tears streaming down his cheeks, Sheldon nodded and MeeMaw left him there to work things out with Amy.
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"I've wanted to do that for far too long." Sheldon whispered into Amy's ear some time later when they were finally out of the restaurant. He had just kissed her, and to his delight, she had kissed him back and everything seemed to return to normal.
Amy nodded in response and bit her bottom lip. Sheldon could tell that her eyes were still focused on his own lips when he pulled back from her ear to look at her, so he leaned down once more and recaptured her lips in a much more fevered kiss than before.
For the first time in quite a while, Sheldon was completely focused on kissing Amy senseless, which made absolutely no sense to him because the longer his lips were in contact with hers, the more his mind seemed to blank.
What made Sheldon smile into the kiss was the fact that her lips tasted so sweet. He couldn't think of the exact flavor, but he knew he enjoyed it immensely.
The next thing he knew, his hand had sneaked its way into her hair as he pulled her closer. He felt Amy's awn arms wrap around his neck and he relished in the feeling of how close she was to him. Normally, physical proximity was something that he was always very careful about, but with Amy, he didn't over think moments like that as much.
Eventually, Sheldon had to break away from the softness of Amy's lips against his because he was panting for breath. He felt his face flush and when he looked at Amy; he could see that hers was in the same state. He also noticed how much her pupils had dilated.
That was all he had time to notice, however, because within moments, he felt Amy's lips pressed into his once more, and this time, it was rather rough kiss that seemed to knock the rest of the wind out of Sheldon's body.
He surprised himself by kissing her back, yet again, with slightly more force than she had been. Immediately, he could feel the increase in Amy's heart rate through her chest as it was practically pressed against his own. That had to be one of the best feelings in the world.
And for the time being, ever single thought vanished from Sheldon's mind.
