timothee chalamet imagines!

Skater Boy

the reader teaches timmy to skate
Genre; fluff
Warnings; none
Words; 338

timothée had been bugging you to teach him how to skate for the longest time. something you never had the time or patience to do until now. he was begging yet again, looking up at you with puppy dogs eyes until you gave in.

he cheered, hugging you after and rushing to get dressed.

once you got outside, timothée realized how hard it was for a beginner. he could barely stand still on the board and fell over almost all the time.

you only laughed him every time he did it.

"okay, instead of laughing, you should be a good teacher and actually help me do it!" timothée whined, placing his foot on the board.

"okay, big baby. foot on the board and then push a little with the other foot."

timothée did what you said, moving slowly down the street like you instructed. that was until he twisted and fell to the ground, sending the skateboard flying from under him.

you rushed to his side, kneeling down and trying not to laugh in his face. "are...you okay?" you asked.

"why do you do this? it's torture." the male spoke, panting as he just laid there, not bothering to get up. he seemed exhausted when that was the simplest step you could teach him.

"shut up and get back on the board." you laughed, running to grab your skateboard and bring it back to him.

timothée moaned, picking himself up off the ground. he slowly stepped on, left foot first and then pushed off with his right foot, it quickly joined his left one after.

"look you're doing it!" you cheered him on causing him to get giddy as well.

"oh, this shit is so easy!" timothée yelled out.

it didn't take long for him to fall off again, hitting the curb once he tried to turn too quickly.

"i thought it was easy?" you teased, walking up to him.

"never doing this skater boy shit again."