The Girls' Night Intervention – Propositions & More Proposals?
By the next day, the word got around quite quickly of Leonard and Penny's reunion simply because Leonard told everyone at work and Penny sent a text to the girls. This pleased Sheldon even more as his plan could now continue. He asked Amy to come over for an impromptu date since Leonard would be out with Penny, which overjoyed her to say the least.
That night, Amy came over at 6 p.m. to spend, what she thought would be an uneventful evening, with her sweet baboo. Little did she know that Sheldon had other things in mind.
The evening was pleasant, they ate dinner which Sheldon ordered, talked about work and even a little about closing the deal on the house, which would be complete within the next two weeks. He had her exactly where he wanted her. The house discussion would help him lead in to his next order of business.
"Tea?" he asked, raising one eyebrow. Tea gave people things to fiddle with when they were bringing up other topics which might stray into the difficult area of emotion and instinct, and that was exactly what Sheldon was planning to do. It had been a while coming but due to unfortunate circumstances, he was not able to accomplish it yet.
"That sounds lovely, thank you," Amy replied with a smile.
"Come, sit here while I make it," he offered as he motioned for her to sit on the stool in the kitchen.
"Are you sure Sheldon?" she chuckled lightly. "Last time we did that accidents seemed to happen."
"Well, you may be safe tonight, you may not be. You'll never know unless you come," he said giving her a half grin.
"Pun intended?" she asked and let out a giggle.
"We'll see about that later," he said winking at her flirtatiously.
Amy blushed at the thought that Sheldon actually caught the sexual reference and was still cool as a cucumber.
Sheldon finished making the tea and poured it into the new mugs he had bought specifically for them: a white one with a picture of a brain at work for her and a white one with multicoloured atoms for him.
Amy instantly noticed them.
"You bought us new mugs? They are wonderful," she commented.
"Yes, let's consider them our first purchase for the house." Sheldon responded, hoping to bring the topic around to where he had planned.
"You are full of surprises lately Dr. Cooper."
'Hmm, change of direction, perhaps I can bring it around some other way,' Sheldon thought as he was simultaneously thinking of a proper response to Amy's claim.
"Oh no, I am fully aware of what I'm doing and when I'm doing it. Nothing of what I do happens hap hazardously Dr. Fowler, you should know that. There are no surprises, just carefully calculated risks."
"Interesting Dr. Cooper, please…do tell then," Amy challenged him.
"What's there to tell?" he said looking at her baffled.
"Why the sudden change Sheldon?" There, she had finally said it. It had been weighing on her mind for the past two and a half weeks and now it's out there.
"What change are you referring to exactly?" he asked nonchalantly and took a sip of his tea without diverting his gaze from her.
"Everything…the apology, the flowers, THE HOUSE, canceling Mars…making love…all of it."
"It's not so sudden Amy. You know I tend to analyze everything, weighing pros and cons then slowly letting myself become adjusted to the change. This is who I am. For the past five years, I have been second- guessing myself, wondering what to do, therefore, I over-analyzed things with you to the extent that it frightened me. However, going on that trip last year made it clear that you are what I want, and for the past year, I've been working on ways to vocalize these emotions. I've been working on ways to show you these emotions but unfortunately," he sighed deeply, "I failed and you asked for a break." His eyes closed and he hung his head down in shame.
"So what you are saying is that for the past five years…" she started but was cut off.
"That since the day you kissed me four years ago, despite being just friends then, I've been trying to let you in my heart which had been sealed off for so long and just when I was ready to give you everything, open myself completely for you…we had that argument on our anniversary. None of this is sudden. The stages of our relationship had been pre-planned in my head from the beginning, from the day I met you in the coffee shop. My mistake was not letting you know about my intentions."
"Oh Sheldon…" she started but was unable to continue due to her emotions running rampant.
"So how long have you been seriously thinking about our future together?" she managed to articulate despite the lump in her throat.
"Honestly? I would have to say the day we filled in our Mars application together," he stated with no eye twitching as Amy observed. It was true.
Trembling with a wealth of emotion, she touched his cheek, nervous now that she had gotten everything she wanted, "Are you sure this is what you really want?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life; I would go so far as to say that I even question the existence of subatomic particles simply because we can't see them…even though we both know they are there. That's how sure I am Amy Farrah Fowler," he confessed as he reached out for her hand.
"You make an impassioned case Dr. Cooper."
"I do," he boasted.
They sat in silence and continued drinking the rest of their tea. Then from nowhere, Sheldon cleared his throat signaling that he was going to speak.
"Amy, what is your opinion of November?"
"November is a nice month. Mild temperatures, rainy days to sit by the window and read while drinking hot chocolate, leaves changing colours, however, if we are specifically discussing months, then I would have to say I prefer December," she answered but not knowing why the topic suddenly changed to talking about months.
"Oh, you know I don't like December," he pouted.
"You seemed to like it just fine this past year," she corrected him.
"I did like the cookies you made," he said as he fondly recalled the taste of the crunchy cookies melting in his mouth.
"What do you have in mind Sheldon?" she asked wondering if there was a purpose for his query or was he just tossing ideas around like he did with the 'Flash'.
"I would like a November wedding if that's all right with you," he put in.
Luckily, they had finished the tea and the mugs were further in on the counter or else there would have definitely been another accident.
She blinked and tried to focus, forming a huge smile. Sheldon Cooper had just asked her to marry him... sort of. Could it be? Sheldon really wanted to get married? It made sense since they were entering into a signed contract for the house, but Amy never had marriage as a prerequisite for moving in together. She sat there, stock-still at the reality of what just happened. Sheldon stared at her, waiting to hear her answer.
"Amy?" he spoke as he tried to bring her back from wherever she seemed to be.
A moment later, she answered from her dreamy state, "I think I could settle for the end of November. It would be very nice."
"Well, I'm glad we settled this," he responded and stood up. Amy followed him with her eyes and mouth slightly agape as he walked right by her and over to his desk. He pulled open the top drawer and took out the small, black velvet box. 'Oh my...the proof,' she thought. Turning to her as she was still seated on the stool but now facing him, he began, "Amy, I would like a lifetime of permanence with you, and if you will have me, I would like you to be my wife," he declared as he took her hand and placed it over his heart.
Tears burned in her eyes. "Oh, Sheldon." She got up from the stool and stood on her toes, kissing him in response. She had secretly wanted this so much that she was speechless.
"This," he said as he opened the box and took out the ring, "is about two weeks overdue little lady." He took her hand and slid the ring gently down her finger.
"When…" she whispered, still bewildered by his actions.
"The day after we submitted the Mars application Amy. That's when I bought it. I was planning on proposing on our anniversary because that's what social convention dictates as being romantic. Like I stated before, I'm ready. It has taken me five years but I am ready for everything that concerns you."
Amy wanted to cry from the sheer happiness she felt but started giggling quietly instead.
"Did my proposal amuse you?" he said derisively.
"No," she said trying to control herself. "Your proposal was the sweetest, most unconventionally romantic thing you could have ever said to me."
"Then why are you laughing?" he complained.
"Because you are my hippy and I love you," she said as she threw her arms around his neck.
"Well," he said in a long drawl, before leaning down his head to kiss her. Her breath caught and her mind went blank. The feel of his lips on hers was exquisite, warm and heated, gentle but demanding. Amy felt his tongue graze her lips, coaxing them to part. She let out a soft mewling sound, prompting him to explore even further. Sheldon could hardly believe the intensity of the desire for her that burned through him, years of self-denial weighing him down now being lifted. He slowly pulled away and looked at her. Her chest was still heaving from the overwhelming experience.
"I know you stated all the rules for our first time but if you would reconsider…Leonard will be sleeping at Penny's tonight," he whispered apprehensively in her ear.
"Yes, Sheldon," she hummed in his.
He went to the door and locked it, turning off the lights as he approached Amy. He wrapped his arm around her waist and they both walked silently towards his room.
Author's note: If you thought the proposal was unconventional but still sweet...THANK YOU! That's exactly how I proposed to my husband 19 years ago in a café while drinking coffee, not tea. And yes, we were sitting on stools but there was no PDA obviously. (No ring was involved either…we got that later) and we've been happily married since.
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