The Song Book Collection

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An addition to my Song Book Collection fiction. My first RATED M, btw so just a heads up. BIG THANKS to @missshc (Tumblr) for the inspiration. *wink, wink*

PENCIL SQUAD (and to anybody else who enjoyed Shamy's collaboration) this one's for you!

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Song: Close
Artist: Nick Jonas ft. Tove Lo

Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn
I'm so perplexed
With just one breath, I'm locked in
Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn
I'm so perplexed
On that, it's almost shocking
I know, I know you know you're scared
Your heart, your mind, your soul, your body
They won't, they won't, they won't be careful
But I guess that you don't know me

Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get too...

Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no

Oh man, oh man
I am not really known for ever being speechless
But now, but now somehow
My words roll off my tongue right onto your lips, oh
I'm keeping cool while you keep smiling
Saying all the things I'm thinking
Oh man, oh man
I am like you so I want proof I'm what you're feeling

Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get too...

Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh

Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no
Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get too... close

Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close, ooh

Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no

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"That list is strong.... Like your mother's urge to be promiscuous with sailors..." Sheldon says suggestively, looking at Amy with eyes that could melt someone on the spot.

"Yeah? Well... your mother's - just a second! Do you think by measuring the speed of quantum coherence and exocytosis in microbules, we might get a clearer view of the neuronal hypercomputation in brain activity?" Amy says excitedly, turning her back to him to look at one of the boards set up around their apartment.

"I think that's plausible. We just need to figure out which experimental method will be most applicable to come up with the number that can help the computation," he responds with a"" proud smile.

Sheldon has been suppressing himself for almost an hour. All this talk about their collaboration is getting him all fired up. While his cognitive system would like to continue because of how promising their combined work is so far, his endocrine system is also responding quite actively. Why did he ever think of only engaging in coitus once a year? He didn't realize he was shaking his head while internally berating himself. Amy was looking at him with confused eyes.

"What are you thinking? You're shaking your head. Is something else wrong with this?" she asks, turning her attention to the board that she was looking at. "Well this seems okay to me," she announces and walking over to the other boards on the kitchen aisle.