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When Sheldon woke up next, the lights had been dimmed so that his photosensitive eyes were not irritated by the brightness, but not shut off completely so that he wouldn't be lost in the darkness. The second thing he took note of was that he was now on his bed.
"...Amy?" He called out to her, though his voice was weak and his head still hurt tremendously.
"Coming!" He heard her footsteps approach and she appeared in his doorway a moment later. "How did I get here?" It seemed a reasonable question, considering his size would be too much for the petite stature of Amy Farrah Fowler.
"Leonard came home earlier. I told him what happened and he said to text him updates on your health and that he'd be with Penny because he feared your 'incessant bitching' would begin once you regained consciousness. But he wanted me to inform you he IS indeed concerned."
Sheldon thought this over a minute and replied, deeming that an acceptable response, "Okay."
Tired of the seclusion of his bedroom, Sheldon tried to stand up but his head screamed in protest in the form of a pounding migraine.
He reluctantly obliged his body's message and laid back down, closing his eyes.
He heard Amy starting to walk away and called, "Amy, wait!" she returned and he said softly, "In my... altered mindset I find myself in need of human contact... would you... join me in pleasant conversation?"
"... Very well, allow me to get a chair-"
"You may... lay with me... if you'd like..." Sheldon said quickly, cutting her off.
She smiled and climbed onto his bed.
"... What would you like to converse about?" Amy asked, scooting over so to be inches from touching Sheldon.
Sheldon looked from the tiny space seperating the couple, to Amy in utter confusion.
He then said, "I'm not sure. Amy Farrah Fowler, usually its your monthly cycle of insecurity and loneliness that draws the two of us together into the act of... cuddling, but..." Sheldon paused, shifted a bit closer to Amy, and continued, "Given my current condition... I believe now would be an appropriate time for you to... comfort me in such a way..."
Amy was taken aback by the request.
"Are YOU proposing we cuddle, Sheldon?"
Sheldon stared across the room at his life size cardboard stand up of Spock. He looked almost... ashamed.
"That... is indeed what I'm proposing... it seems... logical because... if I slip into a coma, you'll be aware of it and able to seek immediate medical attention."
Amy smiled and snuggled up next to her truly flustered boyfriend, wrapping her arms around him. He lifted his head and cautiously and awkwardly rested it on Amy's chest.
Amy kissed his cheek to which he responded softly, "Fascinating."