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The next morning Amy crept out of her room and was surprised to see Sheldon still sleeping on her couch. Their Saturday morning was almost over, and she was determined to make the best of it.

Slowly she walked over to her boyfriend and laid a loving hand on his cheek. She always admired the way that he slept, the small smile on his face and the way his chest rose and fell peacefully.

She was in the middle of running her fingers through his hair when Sheldon opened one of his eyes and... gulped.

"Amy," he said, almost shakily. She pulled her hand away immediately, as if his words had stung her. She tried desperately to figure out what she did wrong, and then she caught his gaze.

Of course that's where it would be.

Amy nervously tried to pull down her nightgown to hide her exposed thighs. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen them before, but since they started being more intimate this seemed like something more sensitive.

And though she thought this was the right decision, Sheldon looked almost... disappointed?

His expression faded immediately and his eyes returned to hers. He had a loving smile on his face as he stood up and bid her good morning, and then he paused.

"...Would you mind, if, I, uh... gave you a... good morning... hug?" He asked shyly. Amy thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest.

"Of course."

He stepped closer to her and was the one to lift his arms. They were around her in an instant and his warmth engulfed her. She could hear his increased breathing in her ear, feel him nuzzle closer into her neck, and it was overwhelming.

"Sheldon..." she whispered in complete awe, which she should have known he'd misinterpret. He pulled away immediately, though reluctantly.

"Sorry," he mumbled with a blush. "Can we... go back to my apartment?" He asked suddenly.

Amy looked at him curiously and decided to question him. Why, she asked, and she could see the wheels in his head turning and grinding.

"Because." and that was that.

Amy nodded and went to her bedroom to change, leaving Sheldon the bathroom. Together they were ready to leave for his apartment in a total of twenty minutes.

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When they arrived, Amy was still drunk from his touch that morning. She was going on and on about how they should make good morning hugs a regular thing when they spent the night together, and surprisingly he was all for it.

By the last flight of stairs Sheldon suddenly had a spout of confidence. He invited Amy in, and challenged her to rousing game of Counterfactuals, and she agreed.

In the middle of the game Amy sort of had a hunch that Sheldon was letting her win. She tried to ask him, but his lips were sealed. She kept begging and begging until finally, he interrupted her with a soft kiss on the lips.

Amy thought it was just to get her to shut up, but when he dove in for kiss after kiss she knew something was up. She had never done so before, but she stopped him in mid kiss and asked him what he was doing.

"I wanted us both to be comfortable when I kissed you... that's why I chose Counterfactuals. And I guess I just couldn't stop kissing you once I started."

Amy's heart fluttered. She moved closer to him and decided to be the one to initiate a kiss, and was delighted when Sheldon smiled into it. Her happiness chart was over the roof.

And judging by his wandering hands, his was as well.

Maybe it was a good idea to have gone back to his apartment.