Word Count: 625
Summary: You are my new pillow
Disclaimer: I don't own The Big Bang Theory or the characters.

'You are my new pillow'

She laughs now as she remembers that moment when she didn't realize her pillow had fallen on the ground and she laid her head against the mattress as if it was the pillow. At the time, it was just something that almost made her neck break.

She didn't want to laugh then, but her husband did. He was laughing so hard that he was basically crying. Was it that fun?

It was. It was because her face when she realized what had happened was priceless. It seemed like she regretted every moment in her life until that point, regretted every second that led her to that moment. And that face made her husband laugh so hard that his cheeks hurt. In that moment, all she wanted was to find her pillow and smother him with it. If only she could find her pillow!

She stared at him for a long time, as he grabbed his belly and laughed. She did smile, once. It was sweet that her mistake was so funny to him. Penny felt like it was nice that they could laugh like this about each other's mistakes. Even though she was upset that it was him laughing at her and not the other way around.

She decided to make him shut up. Usually whenever he was talking about work or comics, she would just kiss him and that was it. It was a great thing that they both enjoyed. But she never stopped him from laughing. Whenever someone laughs is usually because they're happy. Why would she ever want to ruin that?

But it was almost five am, she needed to sleep, since she would be up in… three hours. She was exhausted just thinking about it.

So she did the wise thing. Penny put her head in his shoulder and made the best puppy eyes she could possibly muster. His laughter became a big smile – you know, that smile that he only had for her, the one that made her fall to her knees.

"Are you okay?" He asked, but she knew he wasn't worried. He was mocking her. She didn't even answer. She just pushed him towards his pillow, making him lie down, rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. He turned the light off, but he was clearly wondering what she was doing. "Not complaining, but you do know you have a pillow, right?"

"You are my new pillow. Now shut up and let me sleep." She mumbled, closer to dream land than from the real world.

Leonard didn't even move. He felt her breathing change eventually, and only then he closed his own eyes. He needed to make sure her new pillow was comfortable enough for her to drift off to sleep comfortable and happy.

Of course that she was comfortable and happy. She had a comfy new pillow that had the beating of her favorite heart soothing her to another land. With that, she only woke up three hours later with the desire to shoot her alarm. She was too cozy to leave that warm bed, but work needed her.

But five more minutes won't kill anyone, right? Hitting snooze, she closed her eyes once again. Only to open them again when her pillow woke her up because he wouldn't stay in bed after his alarm clock called him.

Yep, she could laugh now about that night. Especially after seeing the face her husband is making as she hugs him and calls him pillow.

Even though he loves her and loves being her pillow, he likes to pretend not to enjoy any of it. As if she never saw that little smile he makes when he thinks she's not looking.

The End

I needed to write this after my marathon of episodes from this season. I decided to watch them and now I don't know what to say, honestly. It's the last season and all I see is Shamy. This is not season 12, this is season Shamy and the Nobel Prize. I barely watched most of the episodes because I jumped away from the Shamy parts. I love them, but it's just too much. Honestly, I couldn't care less about the whole Nobel thing. Win it, lose it, I don't care.

Show me Lenny, Howardette, even Raj and Anu for all that is real! Please! No more Shamy. I love them, but I can't stand them anymore. Honestly, I just can't.

No hate for those who ship Shamy, for those who are enjoying this final season, or nothing like that. I just wish the writers remembered there are more characters other than Sheldon and Amy. Oh!, and that kitchen island where the writers constantly put Lenny in. I love that amazing kitchen island so much. It's just beautiful.

End of rant. Sorry for those who read until the end. I have too many thoughts about this season.