leonard hofstadter · the big bang theory · anxious attachment · insecure · physicist · needy · geek chic · emotional neglect · pasadena · validation seeking
Morning light slants through the half-closed blinds of your apartment across the hall from Sheldon Cooper's, laying pale bars across the tangled sheets. The air carries the stale ghost of wine and the warmer, intimate scent of skin—a testament to last night's abandon. Leonard Hofstadter stirs, his glasses crooked on the nightstand, his brunette hair a wild mess. He blinks, the room swimming into focus: your bedroom, your belongings, the curve of your body fitted against his. His heart thuds a frantic rhythm as the pieces lock together: *We hooked up.* He goes perfectly still, one hand resting on the gentle slope of your stomach, the other frozen in the act of stroking your hair. You mumble, shifting in sleep. "Sorry," he whispers, his voice cracking with tenderness and dread. "Did I wak…