Prompt: Amy and Sheldon watch The Flash together

Amy knocked on his door, all dressed up and ready for date night. In her sensible dress and low heels, she was rather excited for another night with her boyfriend. Ever since they got back together, Sheldon was very adamant on two dates a month as opposed to one. He had told her that they had to make up for the ones they had lost while they were broken up. But they had already met that quota, and the amendment had been made to their new relationship agreement.

The apartment door to 4A swung open, and she was met with a very despondent Sheldon Cooper. Normally he was happy to see her when she arrived for their dates, but there was something off with him. "Hello, Sheldon," she greeted.

"Hello, Amy," he muttered and stepped aside to let her in. He was hardly dressed. Missing his tie and suit jacket, and his shirt appeared to be buttoned incorrectly.

"Sheldon, what's wrong?" Amy asked softly. "You seem upset.

Her boyfriend pinched the bridge of his nose. "Yes, everything is fine; it's just been a long week," Sheldon responded, low and obviously tired.

Amy knew what that was like; she'd been there many times. She took pity on him knowing full well that he did not handle stress well. Nobody did, but especially when they were tired.

"I'm sorry, Sheldon," Amy sympathized. She shut the front door behind her. "What if, instead of going out, we stay here? We can order takeout, watch some TV. Whatever you like," she suggested, hoping her offer would cheer him up a little.

"Really? You're ok with that?" He asked, obviously reluctant to show excitement.

She briefly ran her hand down his bicep, not missing how his muscles had filled in his shirts. "I want whatever is going to make you most comfortable," Amy told him. "If that involves staying home and eating take out, yes, I am perfectly fine with that."

Sheldon's eyes lit up, and a smile brightened his face. "Thank you, Amy!" he exclaimed. She giggled at his excitement. He turned his back to her and bounded towards the hallway, but he stopped just short of the step up. "Do you mind if I go change? This shirt itches."

Amy shook her head. "Of course not."

Shooting her a grateful smile, he disappeared down the hallway, leaving her alone in the living room. Amy shrugged her cardigan off and kicked her shoes off by the door. She was glad she decided to forgo her usual tights for the evening, making things a lot more comfortable.

Sitting down on the middle cushion, she waited for Sheldon to reappear. And when he did, Amy had to gulp to hope Sheldon didn't notice the blush in her cheeks. He was wearing his black Flash shirt with a white undershirt. Sheldon in black was always a good thing in Amy's book.

Sheldon stopped in front of the couch when he noticed Amy staring. "What? Is there something wrong with this shirt?" He asked, looking down to inspect it as if he would find a spot or something. As if his laundry routine was impeccable.

Amy waved her hand. "No, it's just… you look good in that shirt, that's all," Amy responded honestly. No need to hide something she had no reason to be embarrassed about.

"Oh," Sheldon blushed. "Well, thank you."

It was awkward now. He just stood in front of the couch, looking at his feet, and Amy was biting her bottom lip.

"Well, uh, I should get dinner ordered," Sheldon announced, breaking the silence between them. She nodded her approval but watched him still as he walked over to his desk drawer to pull out the takeout menu. "Would you like your usual order?" He asked, already dialing the number on his phone.

"Yes, please," Amy smiled at him. She knew his eidetic memory had something to do with it, but the fact that he saved space in that beautiful brain of his for her Thai food order touched her deeply.

As Sheldon ordered their meal, Amy waited patiently for him, scrolling through Netflix looking for something to watch. Unsurprisingly, Sheldon had already watched all the good content. Maybe he would want to rewatch something, she would have to ask him.

When he wrapped up with the person on the phone, he came back over to the couch. This time sitting down in his spot next to her. "The food should be here in about 25 minutes," he informed her, shoving his phone back into his pocket.

"Alright," she said. "Well, what do you feel like watching?" She asked, pointing at the TV.

Sheldon shrugged. "I don't know. I'm already caught up on all of my shows."

Amy didn't look at him as she was now looking through the guide for something they could put on. "There's gotta be something," she pushed. "Game of Thrones, Doctor Who, The Flash…"

"I never started The Flash," Sheldon confessed quietly, interrupting her before she could spew off any more names.

Her brow furrowed, and she snapped her head to look at him. "Really? Why?"

He looked upset again. "I don't know," he whispered. "I just couldn't after what it did to us, I guess."

"I know… do you think I should start watching The Flash TV show?" is what he had asked her that night before she broke up with him. That comment was the straw that broke the camel's back. It wasn't the show itself that broke them up, though. It was Sheldon's obvious commitment issues at the time, that had since been disproven by his MeeMaw, that ultimately tore them apart for six months. Surely, Sheldon must have known that.

"Sheldon," Amy started carefully. "You know it's not the show that broke us up, right?" she asked gently, not wanting to cause him undue pain.

"I do. It was my hesitation to commit to you that led you to leave me." Amy's heart splintered at that. Sheldon continued quickly. "I know it was justified, and that the break up was a good thing for us, but I could never bring myself to start watching The Flash. Every time I thought about it, I was just reminded of what I did wrong and how I hurt you with it."

Amy set the remote down on the coffee table in front of her. She turned to face her boyfriend entirely. She placed her hand on his knee. "I wouldn't have been upset if you started watching it, Sheldon," she told him.

"Really? Even with everything it represents between us?"

"The show doesn't represent anything," Amy sighed. "I didn't break up with you because I was mad at you for asking about a TV show. We've talked about what split us up and are trying to move past it. I knew you were going to ask me at some point if you should start watching it. I just would have preferred it not have been during our anniversary."

Sheldon lowered his head guiltily. Amy hadn't realized that the issue over the TV show bothered him this much. He deprived himself of something he would probably enjoy because he was afraid it would upset her. Even if they were broken up. Maybe she should show him that it was ok if he decided to watch The Flash.

Amy gave his knee a squeeze. "Hey, why don't you and I watch it together?"

"You want to do that?" Sheldon asked her suspiciously.

She opened up Netflix again and started the pilot episode. "Of course! I quite like the Flash, maybe I'll enjoy the series too." Amy shrugged and relaxed back into the couch, her hands resting on her knees like they always do.

However, Sheldon did something wildly out of character and grabbed her left hand. Just like he did when Howard went to space. She usually had to beg him to hold her hand, but he did it without hesitation as the show began playing in the background. "Thank you, Amy."

"You're welcome," she said softly and turned her attention back to the screen as the main character began speaking.

"To understand what I'm about to tell you, you need to do something first. You need to believe in the impossible."

As the third episode was wrapping up, Amy's alarm went off, indicating that date night was over.

She pleasantly surprised to find that she actually enjoyed the show. Amy could understand if the show was anything like the comics, why Sheldon enjoyed the Flash so much. Maybe they could make this a regular occurrence, watching The Flash together.

"Well, what do you think, Sheldon?" Amy asked as she turned towards him. "You think you're going to keep watching?"

Sheldon looked absolutely giddy, completely overjoyed. He had seemed so invested when they were watching the episodes. He didn't even mind when Amy made commentary on what was happening. "I rather enjoyed it," he said. "I find myself relating to Barry Allen in many ways."

"Really? How so?"

"His mother died at a young age, which caused an upheaval in his life. He's rather smart, but he's constantly running from things. But most of all, he uses his abilities to do good. I hope someday that is what I can do with science." Sheldon explained.

Amy smiled at him gently. "Sheldon, you're already doing that. You hope to change the world someday with your knowledge of physics, just as Barry Allen hopes he can with his ability to run. He wants to save people through running, you want to through knowledge."

Sheldon laughed a little. "I do… but I don't give people much credit, do I? Barry Allen credits those around him."

"You do, though," Amy protested. "You have faith that humanity will do good things with the knowledge you give them. That is giving people credit."

"Alright," Sheldon said, looking down at his hands. "I suppose now I am into this show for the long run," he guessed with a little chuckle.

"Well, if you enjoyed it, I don't think that's so bad," Amy stated.

"I suppose you're right," Sheldon nodded. He looked as though he was thinking about something before he started talking again. "I do wish I would have started it sooner, though."

Once again, Amy felt bad for him. It hurt her that he thought he couldn't watch some quality TV for her sake. Or to not be filled with guilt because he thought that the Flash was the reason they broke up. Whatever his logic was, it was probably an extension of grief from the breakup.

"Better late than never, right?" Amy asked with a tight-lipped smile.

"Right," Sheldon muttered. "What about you? Did you enjoy it?"

"I did!" she delighted. "I found the plot rather captivating. Maybe we can start watching it together." She paused for a moment. Did she dare tell him? "I must admit, though, that Harrison Wells character is quite attractive." She smirked, enjoying the way Sheldon's eyebrows shot up his forehead.

"Do you now?"

Amy nodded. "I did… you know how I have a thing for smart men, Sheldon," she flirted, her voice dropping slightly.

Sheldon decided to play along. "Well, with that logic, you should also have a thing for Cisco and Barry." He folded his arms over his chest, and his arms bulged a little. Amy found herself taken in by the way the muscles flexed under his shirt.

"Who said I didn't?" Amy winked at him in response.

"That's it," Sheldon exclaimed, throwing his hands up. "No more Flash for you!"

"What?" Amy asked with a mock pout.

Sheldon stood up from the couch and gathered some of the plates they had dirtied with dinner. "Now, now, I can't have you lusting over men who aren't me, Amy," he explained, walking over to the kitchen.

Getting up to follow him, she came to stand behind him as he cleaned one of the plates at the sink. She wrapped her arms around him and stood on her tiptoes so she could rest her chin against his shoulder. The smell of talc overwhelmed her senses. "Sheldon, there's only one man with a lightning bolt across his chest that catches my eye," she whispered in his ear.

He stopped scrubbing and turned off the water, drying his hands quickly with a kitchen towel. As he turned to face her, she lowered her feet back down to the ground. He was giving her that look that always made her go weak in the knees. "Well, that's good, Amy, because we have a legally binding contract that says you can only have romantic feelings towards me." He said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Always," she breathed, kissing him softly. Their kissing changed when they got back together. Sheldon always seemed more at ease around her now, but especially when they were kissing. It was yet another positive thing to come from their time apart.

When Amy pulled away, she stayed close to him and kept her voice quiet. "Consider that my kiss for the night."

"Proposal," he said, his thumb rubbing tiny circles on her hip. "Tonight, we suspend the date night parameters again, and you spend the night."

Amy traced the lightning bolt across his chest as she considered his proposition. She would love more than anything to sleep next to him again. She had never felt safer than when she did with him next to her. And if he was offering it to her…

"I'd love to stay with you, Sheldon." His face lit up, and he bent down to kiss her once more. "On one condition," she said after he had pulled away.

"What's that?"

She gripped the fabric of his shirt in her fist and smirked up at him. "I get to wear your flash shirt," she whispered in his ear.

Not even waiting to hear his response, she skipped down the hallway to get ready for bed. Right before she closed the bathroom door, Amy heard Sheldon mutter: "That vixen."

Amy grinned. The Flash was no longer the straw that broke the camel's back. Instead, it served as a means to bring them closer.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this little thing I couldn't get out of my head. I myself recently started watching The Flash and it got me wondering if Sheldon ever watched it. Then this was born. I will admit I do have a crush on the actor who plays Harrison Wells, so Amy's attraction is really all me :p

Anyway... thank you so much for reading, it means the world to me. Really. Your responses make me cry.