*A/n I got some requests to continue this... I hope this was what you're looking for, and don't hesitate to tell me your thoughts in the reviews.

"Leonard... I think I'm having heart palpitations."

Instantly looking up at his roommate, Leonard asked "Why, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Sheldon said quietly. "My heart is just beating really fast... and I don't understand it."

Leonard shrugged. "I don't know what to tell you, buddy. I could take you to the hospital..."

Sheldon slowly shook his head. "No, we can't do that... Amy will be here soon."

Suddenly Leonard paused and a small grin grew on his lips. "Yeah, you're fine."

"But how do we know that?" Sheldon gasped.

"Listen, Sheldon..." he said, sitting down near him. "This is completely normal. I've seen that goofy smile on your face all morning." he chuckled when Sheldon blushed. "This is nothing to be concerned about."

"If you say so..." Sheldon conceded distractedly, and that's when Leonard knew he'd lost him.

#

The best thing about Amy Farrah Fowler was when her lips curled up in that adorable half smile of hers. Sheldon was observing that now, as he answered the door to let her in. His heart was still thumping wildly.

"Good evening, Amy." He greeted nervously. He couldn't help but wonder if she'd remembered their conversation they'd had a few weeks prior, when her eyes gleamed so similarly and her lips were just as enticing.

"Good evening, Sheldon."

Together they walked inside the apartment, and Amy awkwardly set a plastic bag down on the couch.

"We should be careful..." Sheldon noted without moving; knowing what was in the bag. Amy nodded weakly.

They just stared at each other from cross the room.

Amy nearly jumped out of her skin as Leonard appeared from his room unexpectedly. Seeing her there sprung a happy expression upon him, and he glanced at both his friends upon his entrance.

"Oh Amy, you're here. Sheldon's been waiting for you."

His roommate's cheeks burned with sudden embarrassment. "Was not." He muttered.

Although Sheldon could still hear it, Leonard leaned down and whispered in Amy's ear.

"He's been smiling at your picture all day."

Sheldon glared silently at his roommate until he left. Amy was surprised his protest had only gone so far, but chose not to question it.

"So, uhm..."

"Yeah."

Something wasn't right. Where was the confident Sheldon from the last time they met, the Sheldon that actually asked her to buy condoms for them? Maybe it was her turn to make a move...

She stepped a little closer to him. He gulped but remained quiet, and instead of kissing him like Amy wanted to do, she just reached out and grabbed his hand in an attempt to calm him down.

Which seemed to work, in her mind, and she smiled up at him. Suddenly his whole world seemed more at ease than ever.

Swiftly he placed a series of small, delicate kisses to her lips and caressed her cheek. Amy felt her knees go weak, but then they touched something that felt similar to his couch. It took a moment to realize it, but Sheldon was guiding her blindly to the couch. Where the bag of condoms sat.

They were all alone in the apartment...

#

An hour later and Amy was flustered. The bag of condoms remained unopened, the bow she tied at the top perfectly untouched. But her heart wasn't spared the same, he reached out to her in a way she'd never imagined, and for it she understood him so much better.

Sheldon was scared, she knew. She was too, but they'd get through this together, she thought, as she silently examined the hickey Sheldon gave her neck in his bathroom mirror.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see how disheveled his hair was, and how fast his chest was rising and falling.

Surely those condoms wouldn't remain untouched forever...