A Collection of Shenny Oneshots

Disclaimer: I do not own The Big Bang Theory, nor any recognisable characters or settings, the only thing I can lay claim to is the writing of these stories themselves.

Warnings: None in this chapter

Pairings: Sheldon and Penny

Word Count: 3,082

Falling asleep With Their Head on the Other's Lap

Penny had had an exhausting day at the Cheesecake factory that day, having been called in to work the full day shift because Mandy had called in sick, yet again and so, that is why the blonde waitress found herself climbing the stairs to her apartment after a 13 hour shift. Her feet ached something terribly, her hair was a messy with her bangs sticking to her forehead with sweat, her arms were sore from carrying the sheer number of trays around and she most likely stank. She needed a long soothing hot bath, a glass of wine and time to herself to watch the cheesiest, cliché romance movie she owned.

As her feet hit the top landing of the fourth floor the door to her left, apartment 4A, opened to reveal her lanky, sandy-haired neighbour. She watched as he pulled the door fully closed behind himself before he jumped in surprise once he noticed her presence, though he quickly righted and composed himself.

"Ah, Penny. Just the person I was coming to see."

He exclaims happily, his hands clasping together behind his back and he rocked slightly back and forth as he gazed down at her. Penny lifted a hand up to rub her tired eyes and stared up at the man sleepily, her sight blurring ever so slightly as she swayed on her feet. Sheldon's eyes widen a fraction as he lifts a hand to steady her, his arm a familiar warm pressure on her upper arm and she relishes in the feeling.

"Hey Sweetie, what's up?"

He continues to gaze down at her, his blue eyes shining in concern as he studies her face, rather much like he would a particularly puzzling scientific equation on his whiteboards. His gaze takes in her paler than usual skin; the bags under her eyes; the rapid succession of her eyes blinking and her slightly shallow breathing.

"Penny, you are exhausted."

He states factually, his grip never wavering on her arm. In fact he seems to pull her closer into his side as if to support her weight himself and act as a human crutch for his friend.

"Am I? I hadn't noticed."

Penny rolls her eyes at his comment, slumping down against his side as she allows for her exhaustion to overcome her.

"I hardly think now is a prudent time for your sarcasm, Penny. You need to rest."

Sheldon wraps an arm around Penny's waist as he begins to direct her across the hall to her own apartment, he takes her spare key out of his pocket and unlocks the door. Allowing for her to cross the threshold first, he leads her to the sofa and sits her down before heading into the kitchen to fix her up a mug of warm milk to aid in her falling asleep. Penny collapses onto her couch, leaning her head back to rest against the back of the sofa, tilting her head at an angle which allows her to still watch Sheldon as he makes his way around her kitchen as if it were his own. She watches him pour the milk into a saucepan, add a small amount of honey and wait as it slowly begins to boil. He pours the concoction into two mugs and makes his way back over to her slumped form.

"Here you are, Penny. I have added more honey to aid with your sleep."

She takes the offered mug and takes a small sip, sighing as the warm liquid slides down her throat before settling into her stomach. Sheldon watches as the muscles in her throat contract as she swallows and can feel his mouth drying up a little, he takes a sip of his own drink as he averts his eyes.

"Thank you Sheldon, this is delicious."

The pair lapse into a comfortable silence, both lost in their own thoughts as they stare absently around the room sipping away at their drinks. Penny is the first to break the silence with a loud sigh as she shuffles slightly in her seat; placing her no empty mug onto her coffee table. Sheldon stiffens when he feels a weight settle down on his lap, glancing down he spies a head of blonde hair now occupying the space atop his thighs.

"Penny, what are you doing?"

"Getting comfortable. You said that you were looking for me, so that means that you must have wanted to talk to me about something. You are gonna tell me what that is."

She states firmly, letting Sheldon know that he really had no choice in the matter. He shrugs his shoulders and settles his hand along Penny's shoulder, brushing along the smooth skin before her stills them; while his other still holds his mug of milk. Penny releases a content murmur as she snuggles further into his lap.

"Alrighty. Penny I was in search of you because I had a question for you."

He pauses waiting for some form of acknowledgement from the blonde waitress, not really understanding why she is insisting on them talking about this now when even he could tell how tired she was. He continues when she makes a small noise in the back of her throat.

"Well, I have found that… when I am around a particular person, I feel averse to the vicinity around me and I am unsure as to why. It is a most unusual occurrence due to it only happening around this one person and I do not know what to do."

Sheldon looks back down to his only true female friend and absently runs his hand through the loose curls of her hair, brushing them back from her forehead as he awaits her answer.

"Sheldon, you are gonna have to give me a little more than that, sweetie."

"Alright. When I am with this person my extremities heat up, my heart rate increases, I lose focus of everything but them and I find myself wanting to make them comfortable and happy even if it causes a disruption to my schedule."

Averting his gaze from Penny when she shuffles around so that she is looking directly up into his face, her green eyes taking in his shy expression. She notices the thinning of his lips; the way his eyes dart around the room and how his fingers tighten slightly in her hair. Her eyes widen slightly when she sees the pale blush dusting across his cheeks and realisation dawns when she finally catches on to what Sheldon is saying. Dr Sheldon Lee Cooper, Homonovus and all around Asexual non-male male; has a crush and not just a simple crush either.

"Well Sweetie, how does this make you feel?"

Sheldon stays quiet for a moment and Penny is in danger of drifting off before his smooth Texan drawl break through the fog, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I want to hold her, and I don't feel disgusted by the germs because it is her. I want to hold her hand and touch her and kiss her, but I am unsure of what to do with this information."

Contemplating her answer, Penny continues to watch the varying expression dancing across the others face and can't help but feel a little jealous of this mysterious woman who had managed to capture her wackadoodles heart so obviously. She feels a pit of despair begin to form in the bottom of her stomach but quickly pushes the feeling away.

"Oh sweetie, that is amazing. She sounds like a lucky girl, what do you want to happen between the two of you?"

She tries to be carefully, trying not to push him too much lest she scare him away and make him clam up. Sheldon, however, turns his gaze to look down into her eyes and, despite her losing battle with sleep she is taken away by the slightly glazed look of love shining in his blue eyes and wishes beyond hope that he would look at her like that.

"I would like to ask her to be my girlfriend, but I don't know if she feels the same for me or what I should even do. I am not very good with my emotions Penny, but I would like to leave no room for misunderstanding."

"I am sure this girl will love anyway you decide to confess to her and if you speak from the heart and tell her exactly how you are feeling then I am sure she won't misunderstand you, Sweetie."

"Oh good."

Sheldon falls silent, his hand still absently brushing through her hair as he appears to contemplate her response. She settles back down into his lap and cuddles back against his hand feeling sleep creeping up on her as she basks in the warmth surrounding her and the security of having Sheldon right next to her. She means to push herself of his lap to make her way to her bedroom in order to sleep and allow him to go back to his own apartment but she is too lethargic, much too tired to even contemplate moving at this given time and so she allows sleep to envelop her.