#trekie cowboy; {sheldon}

[smolcuriouskitten]

"God you are so annoying! You always do this!" Penny's voice rang out in the living room, Leonard huffing as he made an exaggerated motion. "Here you go again! I just said it was a bad idea for your ex to come over for friendsgiving but Im suddenly the bad guy!" He argues back, stepping closer to Penny.

"Oh thats rich, coming from the guy who slept with his coworker and I had to find out from Sheldon!"

"What the-?! Sheldon tell her that-" Leonard went to motion to his friend sitting on the couch but he left, the apartment door closing before he could finish his statement. "Not again!" They both said in unison, going back to arguing about the issue at hand.

Rockelle was knitting in her apartment, listening to Sade when she heard the yelling. She never understood how the two got together but chose not to question it. She was still single herself after all, then again so was Sheldon. Speaking of him, he should be coming down in 3...2...1..

Knock, Knock, Knock. "Rockelle." Knock, Knock, Knock. "Rockelle." Knock, Knock, Knock. "Rockelle!"

With that, she gets up from her couch, tying her silk robe tightly around her to make sure she doesnt expose herself. "Coming dear." She calls back, setting her knitting supplies on the coffee table, unlocking the door and opening it. "Everything ok? I heard-" She starts and Sheldon interrupts. "Can I hug you?" He asks and the question threw her off. Not in a bad way, no no.

Up until this point, she didnt think Sheldon was okay with people touching him. She knew of his adversity to touching so him asking surprised her. "Of...Of course you can." She stutters, opening her arms. "That didnt sound confident. Are you sure? We can-" Sheldon began to ramble and Rockelle just wrapped her arms around him.

He stopped, slowly returning the touch. "I am always up for a hug. It surprised me that you asked is all." Rockelle gently corrects, rubbing his back with a soft sigh. "You smell nice. Did you change perfumes? You usually use smells that are remnant of chocolate. You smell like coconuts now." He comments and she giggles. "Its my body wash and hair products you are smelling dear." She answers, looking up at him, watching his facial expressions.

"I do not care for change but this is one I dont mind." He replies, as she chuckles, nodding. "I will keep that in mind. Did you come down for a bit to escape the lovers quarrel for a bit? I heard them upstairs." And with that Sheldon nods, pulling back from the hug. "Yes. I dont like arguing or arguments." He answers and now the arguing could be heard from the stairwell, which Sheldon immediately ducks away into Rockelles apartment.

She waves at the two, mouthing that Sheldon was in there with her and he was okay. The pair then go back upstairs and leave Rockelle and him alone, she closes her door to see Sheldon sitting on his spot. "Their relationship is crashing and meeting an inevitable end yet they keep trying. I dont understand relationships at all, all they do is argue and talk about how much better life would be if they were apart." He scrunches his nose and she joins him after locking the door, sitting next to him.

A pause before Rockelle spoke, feeling bad that this was his viewpoint on relationships and how they work. "Well not every relationship is like that. There are some where they strive to bring each other peace and happiness. Some couples bicker but it doesnt mean they love each other any less. Think about it love, dont you and your friends argue from time to time?" She retorts and Sheldon takes a moment to think, then looks over at her. "Well my friends and I dont argue about exes or friends with benefits or even sleeping with other people behind each others back. We argue about what quantum theory is historically accurate or even which game protagonist can be a double meaning for Medieval tropes." He answers and Rockelle shakes her head.

"Thats a relationship! Its something that comes with arguments and disagreements, even if it isnt romantic. Im sorry that they argued with you there though, given how triggering it can be." She chirps and Sheldon thought about it, nodding. "I suppose it can be the same. I still think their relationship will meet a timely end at this rate." He picks up her knitting supplies and looks over at her. "Were you knitting pants before I joined you? This stitch is completely wrong, it isnt meant to be used for that. This stitch is used for blankets, quits, and other kinds of comfort items." As he inspects her tools, she chuckles and shakes her head. "Well the stitch is correct since I am making a blanket. My sister and her husband are having a little one, so I wanted to knit the baby a blanket." She winks at him and he looks over the tv.

"Well knitting isnt a task we can do together." He comments and Rockelle pauses, tilting her head. "Are you hinting at us doing something to get your mind off things?" She asks, smiling as she gets up to grab a flower Lego set. "Yes, that is what I said." He responds and Rockelle chuckles, setting the box down on the table, moving her knitting supplies to the end table on her side. "We can build this together and you can take this with you, so you have something to remember me by." She advises and Sheldon raises a brow. "Why would I forget you? I have eidetic memory so our interactions will never go forgotten." He boasts and Rockelle raises a brow with him.

"What color was I wearing when I first met you?"

"White. You wore a jogger suit with a hoodie and heels."

"What kind of chocolate do I like?"

"Dark chocolate. You hate milk chocolate due to you having an 'adult palette' in preferring the bitter aftertaste. Will there be a quiz on this?"

Rockelle was stunned in his memory and how it managed to be correct. A few confused blinks before she looked over at him with a confused expression. Here she thought his constant rambles amid their conversations meant he was ignoring her words.

"Sheldon?"

"Yes?"

"Can I give you a hug?"

"Yes but why would you give me a hug after stating umf-"

He was interrupted by the rather tight hug she gave him. Resting her head on his chest, he slowly went to reciprocate it.

"I am just happy you remembered these things about me. No one usually does. God I can kiss you right now!"

"Why dont you?"

"What?"

"What?"

@sheldoney

[smolcuriouskitten]

@sheldoney

[smolcuriouskitten]

Out with the old, in with the new

California never failed to amaze her with new experiences. Being so close to America's hot spot for start up wannabes and potential somebodies, she met some interesting people. Some were nice, some were unpleasant but anything is better if you pretend to not understand them. To get out of many weird experiences, she would pretend to only speak Korean. It helped that not many spoke it, outside of one woman who shes now friends with, so she could get away with alot.

Driving to her local comic book store, she always played the same game. Nerds who havent felt the touch of a woman besides their mothers gazing over at her like sad puppies, the store clerk asking her if she needed any help, mimicking a Korean accent to say she didnt understand, all so she could shop in peace. No one paid attention to the fact of the comics within the store all being written in English, with the exception of some French and Korean graphic novels that shes read 100 times before.

Everything went off without a hitch....until one nerd approached her. She stood at a comfortable 5'2 and the man was 5'7. Not just that, he looked like he had a pasta bowl put on his head and had his hair cut around that. His approach immediately made her uncomfortable, making a comment of how 'lovely it would feel to have her caramel wrapped around him' with a gesture that made her stomach turn.

She began her routine of pretending to not understand English and hoping she could keep the contents of her stomach down, responding to everything he was saying in Korean. Mostly no's and some forms of hell no's but he wasnt budging. Great, now he was calling her exotic. Now another one approached, tall, lanky with a graphic tee and coordinating sleeves to match. At this point, she was ready to pay for her stuff and never come back here.

"I have been observing this conversation and it has occured to me that you do understand him. In one way or another, you respond to what hes telling you. How odd, when he made a comment of your beauty, you responded with 제발 저리 가, 이 소름 끼치는 괴물아. And you lie with such ease! No increased heart rate or even a twitch...!" And as he rambled, her heart dropped to her ass. How she wished the Earth would create a hole right where shes standing and swallow her.

Now the creep wouldnt leave her alone, GREAT. "Well since you understand me, whats say you and I leave this store and we can create our own chocolate factory." The creep said and she quickly looks up at the taller man. "Look I only do it to keep men like him away from me. I hate to lie but he wont leave me alone." Rockelle flatly responds and the lanky man tilts his head then made a soft 'hm' noise.

"He doesnt know how to talk to women. His success rate is less than desirable given his crappy pick up lines in a failed attempt to woo you. Howard, shes not interested in you and your 'chocolate factory', in fact you used it in the wrong context as well. You arent a candy master, nor do you have whimsical features. If you did, you would continue to contexualize Willy Wonka with some stupid sex euphemism." Oh so his name was Howard? Ick, his name fits his nature.

As the shorter man walked away, she opened her mouth to thank her 'hero' and before she could get a word out, he lets out a sigh. "Glad thats over. Now move over, you are standing in front of a limited edition Green Lantern comic I wanted. You both were in the way and I had to made someone leave. Who attempts coitus in front of limited editions?" He directs, which she promptly moves out of the way, raising a brow.

"Um..." And she made the executive decison to never come back to that comic book store.