Intro: So this is the second installment of my Motivation Ficlets mini-series thing - this time featuring a very soft very gentle Bones. Enjoyyy
Pairing: Bones x reader
Word Count: 732
-Enjoy!-
You dreamed of your bed and a warm cup of tea all the way home. Exhaustion pulled at your eyelids, making them heavy, and frustration curled at your brain. You just couldn’t seem to do anything right today at the lab and your constant, little failures replayed and replayed in your mind.
Finally sliding in the door to your quarters, you quickly realized you weren’t alone. A dark, familiar figure stood near the window, the light from the lamp casting a warm ambiance over him and you smiled to yourself.
He didn’t seem to notice you as you padded into the room and you were struck dumfounded by the sight in front of you. He was swaying gently, his fingers tapping against his sides and his head tilted back just so, but you knew what he was doing. He was dancing. You noticed then the headphones plugged into his ears, connected to probably his PADD that was set onto the end table next to him.
You watched him for a few more minutes in silence, enjoying how loose and relaxed he was, and when he turned slightly you could see him mouthing along to the words.
Approaching him now you slid up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind, making him tense and jump for a second and pull the headphones from his ears.
“Hi.” You smiled into his shoulderblades.
“Geez darlin’, you scared me.” Leonard chuckled, tossing the headphones aside and placing his hands over yours, giving them a quick squeeze.
You mumbled an apology into the back of his shirt and pressed your face tightly against the fabric and the muscles underneath.
“What were you listening to?” You asked as his fingers entwined with yours.
“Something from back home, a song my mom used to play me and we would sing together, her on the guitar, me singing along.” He responded.
“Can I hear it?”
“You have to let me go first.” He teased, pulling at your hands, but you held fast, mumbling protests into his back.
“What’s the matter, darlin’?” Leonard asked, stroking your fingers now.
“Nothin’.” You squeezed him tighter.
“Long day?”
You nodded into his back, the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt nearly lulling you to sleep.
“Wanna talk about it?”
You shook your head
“Alright.” He reached for the PADD now, unplugging the headphones and tapping on the screen a little, and soon a soft tune filled the room.
You listened in silence, leaning against Leonard, and smiled at the song. It was soft and sweet, the words calming, and you imagined a young Leonard singing along with his mom.
Then, very gently, he started swaying again, and by the rumble of his chest you could tell he was saying the words along with the song. His fingers danced over yours, gliding up your forearms to your elbow, and back down again in time to the music, and you wondered for a moment if he’d ever played piano.
Slowly you unwound yourself from him and let him turn to face you, his hands falling instantly around your waist, and he smiled down at you, his mouth still moving to the words of the song. You slid your hands up his chest to the back of his neck and brought his forehead to yours.
He began to sway again, moving you with him this time, and you found yourself smiling, getting into the soft falls and lifts of the music. Leonard was near singing now, his voice low and gravely, a voice you could listen to forever, and he was actually very good as he sang along.
You stayed like that for a while. In his steady warm arms, rocking in slow circles, the song playing on a loop over and over, each time becoming more familiar.
Eventually your head came to rest on his chest and his chin pressed against your temple, hands holding you close to him, up against his chest. Your eyes drifted closed and you could feel yourself fading into exhaustion.
Leonard must have noticed because he whispered, "So tired, darlin'" into your hair before leading you to the bed and laying you down, pulling the covers up to your chin and pressing a kiss to your temple.
"Goodnight, darlin’, tomorrow is a new day, which we will tackle together, no matter what it throws at us.”
Intro: This piece I wrote for @outside-the-government Write Away The Winter Blues Challenge! You get two pieces this week haha lucky you!
Pairing: Bones x Reader
Word Count: 1485 words of unabashed fluff
Triggers: If you don’t like the word “damn” don’t read this lol, no triggers other than that - just FLUFF
Summary: So the prompt for this fic was the picture above (the snowy scene) and the first thing I thought was SNOWBALL FIGHT!! So I wrote a snowball fight (kinda).
- Enjoy! -
"Lee, it's cold!" You whined and dragged your feet in the ankle-deep snow.
"Oh come on, darlin'! We've only been out here for 15 minutes, and I want to see the damn sunset." Leonard huffed and dragged you by your mitten-ed hand.
"Oh soooo romantic!" You taunted, your face scrunched up in protest, "Lee, remind me what a 'damn sunset' is again?"
You toddled along after him as you continued to jeer obnoxiously, "Is it like a regular sunset, but with beavers? Or is it a southern thing, where it is so beautiful that you keep saying 'damn' over and over and..."
Your last word turned into a high-pitched yelp as Leonard turned suddenly and threw you over his shoulder.
"Hey! PUT ME..." You fought and you were cut off again by him sliding you off his shoulders and depositing you into a 4 foot snowbank.
You froze in shock at the icy assault and heard Leonard's hearty laughter. You shifted your head in the deep snow so you could glare at him, but couldn't keep a straight face for long when you saw him doubled-over, laughing.
"Not funny, Lee!" You yelled in mock anger, but now a smile spread over your face.
"Oh, darlin', it looks pretty funny from here." Leonard commented and broke into another roar of laughter.
Snow was now leaking into the neck of your coat as well as into your boots and mittens. You whimpered at the frigid contact.
"Help me out of here, you asshole." You grunted, trying to find ground to push yourself up on.
Leonard swooped over and grabbed you under your arms, setting you back to your feet.
"That was mean." You pouted and looked up into his hazel eyes after brushing most of the snow off.
"I know but I had to get you to shut up somehow." He teased with a smirk, his hands pulling at your coat so you moved closer to him.
The playful, flirty look in his eyes set butterflies aflutter in your stomach, but you were not going to let him win this easy.
You pushed him away as his face neared yours, "I thought you wanted to see the damn sunset."
He turned his back to you and walked a couple steps forwards, his hands in his coat pockets and looked up to the sky and its ever-changing colours, giving you just enough time to stoop down and scoop up a handful of snow.
"Yeah I do, now are you going to cooperate or..." He ranted and as soon as he turned back around to face you, you lobbed the snowball straight for his head, hitting his cheekbone with a thump.
Now you were the one doubling up with laughter at the look on Leonard's face. His jaw hung open in shock, his eyes squeezed closed, and he reached up with a gloved hand to wipe the snow off his face. You straightened up and gave him a toothy grin when suddenly his face changed into a look of dangerous mischief. Your smile abruptly faded as you realized that you were probably going to pay for what you did.
Before he could make a move you turned back the way you came and started running, letting out a high-pitched scream and flailing your arms.
You heard him let out a shout of laughter and yell, "Oh no you don't!"
You ran giggling down the snowy path, the sound of his heavy footsteps behind you. You heard them pause for a moment before continuing, and before you could wonder what he was doing a snowball collided with the back of your head.
You stumbled a few steps and let out a loud gasp of shock before continuing running. But you knew he was faster than you and soon his long legs caught up. You screeched as you heard him growl playfully right behind you and suddenly his strong arms wrapped around your stomach and you lurched sideways, landing in the snowbank again, along with Leonard this time.
The icy air stung your lungs as you gasped in laughter and you heard Leonard laughing along with you, his arms still wrapped around you. You squirmed around a bit in his grasp so you could spin around to face him, looking up into his beaming face. His arms tightened around you and you snuggled into his embrace, the snow acting as a pillow around you.
You brought your hands up to his face to run your fingers through his hair but forgot that you had mittens on, so you just ended up awkwardly patting his head instead. You laughed and shrugged, giving Leonard a look of mock apology. He rolled his eyes, his mouth still stretched into a toothy smile, and he leaned up and bit the top of your mitten, pulling it off with his teeth. You then ran your fingers through his dark hair which contrasted substantially against the pure white snow.
"You're gonna pay for this." You teased.
Leonard arched his eyebrows and made to respond when you tipped your head forward and captured his lips in yours. He instantly returned the kiss, warming your mouth and your insides.
As you kissed him deeper you peeked one eye open, making sure his eyes were closed so you could reach over and grab a handful of snow. You suddenly replaced your lips on his with the icy snow and threw your head back in laughter at the look of amused annoyance on his face.
"Nice. Real classy." Leonard drawled, the fluffy pieces of white sliding down his cheeks.
Your eyes closed in laughter and suddenly his lips were on yours again, except this time the taste of his hot lips mingled with the frigid, wet taste of snow. The sudden change in temperature stung your lips and you pulled back with a shout.
But he had a good grasp on the back of your neck and was now using his face to smear the remnants of snow onto your face. You squealed and tried to resist but it was no use. Finally his lips met yours again and the snowy attack was soon forgotten.
You kissed him until you ran out of breath, until your heart was full, and your fingertips were frozen. You pulled back and tugged on your mitten again, pressing your forehead to Leonard's, the clouds of your breaths intermingling. When daylight began to fade, you took up watching the sky instead, tucked into each others warm embrace, the sky dripping into pinks and oranges.
"What a beautiful sunset." Leonard stated absently, his eyes pointed upwards, as if speaking to the sky itself.
"Damn." You said and heard Leonard's head turn abruptly to look at you in confusion.
You met his eyes with a smirk and a shrug, "You're the one who called it a 'damn sunset'."
Leonard rolled his eyes, smiled, and bit his lip.
"You can be such a damn idiot sometimes." He teased, his gloved hand playing absently with the ends of your snow-dampened hair.
"But I'm your damn idiot." You pointed out, pressing a kiss to the tip of his red nose.
"You're damn right about that." He smiled, pressing another kiss to your mouth, this one hot and heavy.
Your lips felt warm and swollen as he pulled away, "Damn." You noted at the same time as Leonard said, "I love you." and began pressing kisses along your cheekbones as a feeble attempt to warm you up.
"Damn I love you, too." You raised an eyebrow at him teasingly.
Leonard rolled his eyes again and groaned, pressing another sultry kiss to your mouth.
When you began to shiver, whether it was from Leonard's electric kisses or the cold you couldn't tell, Leonard got up, with some difficulty, and pulled you up beside him.
"Let's head home, darlin'." Leonard suggested.
"S-ss-sounds good to m-m-e." You shivered and he pulled you to his side tightly as you began to walk back.
"My coat got dam-p, thanks to you." You said.
Leonard hummed in response and rubbed your arms, not catching your joke.
"You were pretty a-dam-ant about seeing the sunset from the cliff-side, I'm sorry we missed it." You said, enunciating the word this time, hoping he would catch on.
He chuckled, "I'm not."
"I'm glad that you didn't dam-age me, that would have put a real dam-per on our date."
"If you don't stop I am going to dump your fun-dam-ental ass back into the snow" He grumbled.
"That was weak." You gave a triumphant laugh and pulled him tighter, resting your head on his shoulder as you trudged back down the path.
He pulled you closer and you felt your heart warm at his embrace, lavishing in the tingling feeling of the hot blood rushing through your body momentarily.
And that's how you knew that you and Leonard were meant to be, that even when you were damn cold, he could warm you up.
- Thanks for reading! Yes the ending was cheesy but just deal with it haha! Once again this was for @outside-the-government and the Write Away The Winter Blues Challenge! Have a lovely day lovely people! -
Intro: SO this little (yet not so little) fic was inspired by two things.
1. I saw an ask a little while back before I started writing and it was something about how the reader had an injury and didn’t want to tell Bones and when Bones found out he was mad (I can’t find it again so sorry if that was yours).
2. A line from the song “Aaron Burr, sir” from Hamilton - “He looked at me like I was stupid, I’m not stupid!” (lovelovelovelovelove hamilton)
Pairing: Bones x reader
Word Count: 3017
Triggers: none really, brief description of an injury (just bruising no gore).
Summary: Reader has harboured an injury that they don’t want to tell Bones about it. Bones finds out and is angry that they didn’t come to him. Fluff ensues (plus some angst). - wow summaries are hardddd
-Enjoy!-
You were up on the bridge talking to your superior, Lieutenant Uhura, when you heard your name being said behind you.
Recognizing it as the voice of Captain James T. Kirk you spun around dramatically and locked eyes with him, a look of amusement smattered across his face. Looking slightly to his left you spot who Jim must have been talking to about you. Grumpy Doctor McCoy straightened up beside Jim as if he had just been leaning down to speak quietly to him. His mouth stretches into a smile when he sees you, making you smile back, but then it quickly disappears as you know the grumpy doctor never smiles for long.
Setting your eyes back to the now-smirking Jim who is looking mischievously between you and Leonard, you sauntered slowly over to him as he sat is his captain's chair.
"Did I hear you gossiping about me, Jimbo?" You drawled as you neared the center of the bridge where they were.
"Me? No way?!" Jim said in mock defense, raising his hand to his mouth in shock for emphasis, "this guy, though," Jim whispered as he put his hand on the right side of his mouth, cupping it so only you could hear, and motioned to Bones.
Jim's hand was obviously not doing enough to block the sound and you saw Leonard roll his eyes and cross his arms across his chest, turning away from the two of you.
"Really?" You played along with mock surprise, "was he talking smack about me because I can take him, him and all his grumpy doctor-ness."
Jim laughed and though you couldn't see his face you could tell Leonard was smiling as well.
"So how is my favourite not-quite-good-enough-to-be-assigned-to-the-bridge-language-specialist?" Jim teased, his crystal blue eyes sparkling.
You punched him playfully in the arm and he recoiled with a shout.
"I'm doing great, you asshole." You responded snarkily.
It was true, though. You were assigned to the Enterprise to be a secondary language specialist working under Uhura, but your office was down the hall. And Jim never let you forget it.
"How's my captain-who's-blown-up-the-enterprise-on-more-than-one-occasion doing on this fine evening?" You taunted.
"How dare you!" Kirk yelled in mock anger.
You began to laugh but were cut off when Jim swiveled his chair towards you and sharply hit your knee with the arm of his chair.
Under normal circumstances the blow would have made you stumble a little and maybe left a little bruise, but when the sharp edge of the chair hit your knee you dropped to the ground in excruciating pain.
"Y/N?! Are you alright?" Kirk sounded concerned as he jumped out of his chair and knelt beside you.
Pain exploded in your knee and you groaned, clutching your knee and fighting tears that sprung up in your eyes.
"I... I.... OW!" You could barely speak between gasps of breath and yelped when Jim laid his hand on your knee concerningly.
"Bones!" Jim yelled, but the doctor was already kneeling down beside you, med kit in hand.
Jim stood up and went back to his chair, so as not to be in the way, but kept the chair swiveled towards you.
"Alright, let me take a look." Leonard said as he reached for your legging-covered knee.
You yelped in pain as even fingers as gentle as his sent rivulets of pain through your knee.
"Ouch. Sounds pretty bad. Can I pull up your legging to take a look?" Leonard inquired, his fingers already pulling on the stretchy material.
You reached down and stopped his hands with yours. Leonard froze and looked up at you quizzically, your hands still resting on his.
"Can we go back to the medbay first?" You whispered, not quite meeting Leonard's eyes.
Leonard hesitated, either waiting for an explanation or wanting to keep your hands connected as long as possible.
"Of course, darlin'." Leonard whispered back, finally removing his hands from underneath yours.
"Can you walk?" He asked as he slid the med kit back into the compartment he had retrieved it from.
Just the thought of walking made you cringe and want to vomit so you shook your head.
"Guess we're going to have to do this the ol' fashioned way, then." Leonard suggested and suddenly his arms were sliding around your back and under your knees (carefully, of course), and you were lifted off the ground.
You didn't even have time to react before you were swept off the bridge and into the lift. Leonard didn't speak and neither did you as you made your way to the medbay, mostly because you were too busy trying to suppress groans of pain from every movement Leonard made as he walked. You pressed your faces into his chest and squeezed your eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain.
Arriving at the medbay you were pleased to see it wasn't very busy, only a few nurses milling around and two patients lying on the hover-beds.
Leonard took you into a room that was far from the nurses' station and pretty secluded. As he set you down on the bed a few tears fell from your eyes and you wiped at them quickly.
Leonard still didn't say anything but instead quickly spun around and closed the door to the room. He turned back to you and paused, his brow furrowed and his mouth slightly open as if he wanted to say something.
Another wave of pain took over your knee and you whimpered unintentionally.
Leonard strode over and pulled a pair of small silver scissors from a drawer beside the bed. He looked at you, inquiring as to if it were okay to start cutting
You nodded meekly.
As he slid the scissors up the front of your leggings you dreaded his reaction to your injury. The fabric fell away quickly with a few more skilled slices with the scissors and revealed your injury.
Your entire knee swollen and a sickly blue-black colour, especially right above your knee-cap.
You heard Leonard's sharp intake of breath and felt his intense, accusing gaze scan your face. But you wouldn't meet his eyes. Couldn't meet them.
You felt a lump in your throat that indicated impending tears and you willed it to go away.
"Y/N, what happened?" Leonard questioned, his voice sounding like a mixture of disappointment, shock and concern.
"I fell." You responded as convincingly as you could, but you knew you weren't a very good liar and Leonard could read right through you.
"Y/N." Leonard chastised and you hoped he would reach for a medication for the throbbing pain but he just stood there, his arms crossed, staring at you.
The way he was looking down at you made you feel like a small child and anger rose up in your throat unintentionally. You hated when anyone made you feel small and you suppressed your desire to burst into tears and punch Leonard across the jaw. You stayed quiet, shaking with fury and bunching the linens on the bed with your white-knuckled fists.
You finally gave in after a minute of excruciating silence.
"Fine. I went to the bar last week, got uncontrollably drunk and smashed my knee on a table trying to fight this annoying dude." You snapped, much more anger in your voice than you intended.
Leonard's brows furrowed as he finally turned to start preparing some medication.
"And you walked on it for a whole week? Wasn't that painful?" Leonard questioned, opening a jar of salve that he was going to use on your knee.
"Yes but I used my wonderful powers of acting and perseverance to hide the fact that I was in pain. Nobody could even tell." You shrugged, trying to pass it off as nothing, but you knew it wasn't nothing.
"You can be so god-damn stubborn sometimes." Leonard muttered, and you felt your cheeks inadvertently burn with embarrassment, "you should have come to me."
Leonard applied the salve gently to your knee and you flinched in response to the sudden brief pain as well as his warm fingertips. You met Leonard's eyes for a brief second and your heart leapt at the concern that was in his eyes.
"I know. I did a dumb thing. I should have come to you after it happened. Blah, blah, blah medical stuff, I know." You snapped and pouted, tears pressing at your eyes again.
You knew you were acting like a child but for some reason you couldn't stop it.
"How did you get in the fight?" Leonard asked, preparing a hypo.
You had to curse yourself as a tingle spread down your spine when his fingers splayed across your neck for a moment as he applied the hypo.
"Some dude wasn't leaving this girl alone. So I intervened." You explained, suddenly feeling exhausted and rubbing your eyes with both hands, "he was being a real douche-nozzle too."
"Did you punch him in the right jaw by any chance?" Leonard questioned randomly, looking down at you, and you looked up at him quizzically, dropping your hands back to the bed.
"Yeah, actually, and I got a good kick to his gut as well," you squinted your eyes, "how did you know that?"
Leonard huffed out a laugh and shook his head as if something amusing had just happened before he explained, "he came into the medbay last week for his injuries. Told everyone he got into a bar fight and that 'you should have seen the other guy."
You were speechless. What an idiot! You were suddenly very glad you had gotten the better of him.
"I'm glad that you got the upper hand, though." Leonard laughed at the incredulous look that was on your face and a laugh escaped you as well.
Leonard's eyes gleamed and he seemed proud that he had made you smile. He worked in silence for a minute before saying, "But it was pretty dangerous, Y/N."
Heat flooded through your veins again and you wished he had just left the matter alone.
"I know, stupid me, protecting some innocent girl from a disgusting guy, real dumb." You snapped again, your anger flaring up and you glared up at Leonard darkly.
When he didn't respond you crossed your arms in front of your chest, as if protesting the silence that ensued. For several minutes you just listened to the sounds of Leonard putting his equipment away. You sat there, fuming from embarrassment at telling your story, but thankful as the pain and some of the swelling subsided from your knee.
When Leonard finished up putting the equipment away he turned slowly and sat on the edge of the bed, twisting so he faced you.
"I don't think you're stupid." Leonard whispered, trying desperately to meet your eyes, his hand finding and gently resting on your ankle.
The words echoed in your head and you knew he was being sincere, but you were still irritated from the recent events so instead of thanking him you snapped, "yes you do!"
Leonard looked taken aback and he removed his hand from your ankle, making you instantly regret your words.
You suddenly felt very vulnerable, lying there in front of him, so you swung your legs over the bed, hopping off on the opposite side from Leonard. Pain shot through your knee, dull compared to the pain before, but you had to steady yourself on the rail of the bed for a moment. You limped towards the door but didn't get far before a hand wrapped around your wrist and spun you around.
"Stop, Y/N!" Leonard said gruffly, and anger was now evident in tone, "what did I say? How the hell do you get so mad so fast?"
Leonard didn't drop your wrist and you stood there, shifting your weight to your good leg. You didn't know why you were so quick to react to everything all the time. You were never good dealing with your own feelings and you usually turned to anger and lashed out when you were confused or conflicted about them. It was like a protective mechanism that switched on and off like a light-switch. Now was no different. You pulled your wrist from his grasp roughly.
"You know why I didn't come and tell you right away? Because I didn't want you to think I was an idiot. It was a stupid thing to do and I just couldn't bear to tell you. I try so hard to get you to like me, but you are so blind! When I am with you I feel stupid, like I can't control myself. It's so damn frustrating because I want to be around you, but I feel so dumb every single time. Like I can't get it right." You exploded at Leonard, not in control of your words, "I am not stupid and it's just infuriating how you think that I am less than I am. Because I am not less. I am more. " You paused, your tongue freezing and you were confused at your own words.
Leonard didn't say anything either, just stared at you with a blank expression.
"Where was I going with that?" You blurted, racking your brain for the purpose of your rant, your hands fidgeting with the hem of your uniform.
"I don't know where you were going with that but I hope it was somewhere like this."
Suddenly Leonard was standing close in front of you and you lifted your head to look up at him just in time for his lips to crash onto yours and his arms to wrap tightly around your waist. Shock kept you from responding or reciprocating the sudden embrace. Leonard felt your lack of movement and pulled back a few inches, his hands not leaving your waist, forehead resting on yours. Finally your hands obeyed your command and fell to rest on his shoulders, fingers shaking as you rested them on the fabric of his shirt.
"I couldn't think more of you if I tried, darlin'." His voice was gruff and his breath was hot on your mouth,"I think you are worth more than all the stars in the galaxy, I am sorry if it seemed I thought less."
You brought your hands to his neck and suddenly you understood why you acted the way you did. Being around Leonard brought the worst out of you because you have feelings for him and your automatic defense system was to hide those beneath a layer of anger and stubbornness.
You smiled at your understanding and Leonard smiled back. For once you let all these feelings and emotions settle on you and you pressed your body closer to his without fear.
You licked your lips and met his eyes, near centimeters from your own. A single tear inadvertently slipped down your cheek and you felt him pull back and release one hand from your waist so he could wipe the tear away but before he could you pulled him forward and pressed your lips to his again, your heart surging with emotion.
He wrapped his arms around you tightly and you responded by digging your fingers into his hair, your chest pressed flush against his. A moan escaped from your mouth as he moved his lips from yours and trailed kisses down your jaw, before returning to your mouth. His body was heavy against yours and a sudden pang of pain from your knee shocked you out of the heat of the moment and you pulled back a few inches, raising your knee so no weight was on it.
Leonard instantly responded by scooping you up like he had when he carried you to the medbay, like a bride, and cradled you against his chest. You reached a hand up and guided his face to yours and your lips met again, this time much less urgent and much more gentle. You stroked his cheek as he kissed you deeper now and you lavished in the feeling of his hands on your bare leg and back.
He walked over and settled you on the bed, never leaving more than an inch of space between you, and he leaned over to kiss you again, his hands cupping your head and bringing your face towards his. When you were only a breath apart you heard a laugh that didn't belong to either of you.
Leonard sprung off you and you both swung your heads towards the door.
Jim had somehow entered the room without either of you noticing and now was grinning by the door, a look of triumph on his face.
You and Leonard looked at him dumbfounded and Jim laughed again.
"I was going to make a joke about patient-doctor privileges, but the looks on your faces is enough for me." Jim laughed heartily, but a gleam in his eyes showed that he was proud and happy for the two of you.
You looked over to Leonard and he looked back at you. You couldn't stop a laugh from escaping you as well at the look of Leonard's face, his lips red and puffy and his hair sticking up at weird angles as a result of your fingers that had run through it. The expression on his face looked like he had just awoken from an excellent dream and was trying to adjust to reality. You thought you must look the same, if not worse, and your face fell into your hands in embarrassment.
All three of you laughed and you felt Leonard's hand reach for yours, his fingers brushing your cheek as you entwined your fingers with his and pressed a few soft kisses onto his knuckles.
You looked up to him fondly and smiled, your heart full of emotion, and this time you didn't feel any of the anger or frustration you usually did.
"Well I am going to give the two of you some privacy and a piece of sound advice." Jim’s voice cut through your thoughts and you saw Leonard roll his eyes before you turned your attention to Jim.
"Lock the door next time."
-Thanks for reading! Hopefully you liked this piece, I thought it was cute! Have a lovely day you lovely people! -
