Timothèe Chalamet Imagines

✵can I sleep✵

Your POV

I flop onto our bed, my eyes closing immediately. The feeling of being wrapped in the covers is so comforting. I've been working all day, and I couldn't be more physically and mentally exhausted - not to mention I have a terrible headache. 

I let myself sink into an almost-asleep state, but I am interrupted by the sound of our bedroom door creaking open. Our bedroom light flashes on, and the room is illuminated with a blinding glow.

Timmy jumps onto the bed next to me, landing on his stomach and flopping one long arm around my back. 

"Hi," he says with a smile. 

I don't answer. 

"I know you're awake," he says. I can hear the grin in his voice. I force my eyes open and give him a smile back. 

"I missed you all day. We should go out tomorrow night. I feel like we haven't done that in a while," he says thoughtfully. He rolls over, sliding his heavy arm off of me and lays on his back, staring at the ceiling. 

"Mhm," I answer lazily. I'm just so tired. 

"Where should we go? Maybe... I don't know. You know what I really want?" he asks me, looking up as he talks. 

"Hm?" I ask. 

"I want French food. Oh my god I want French food. Not 'French' food that Americans make, French food that's actually made in France." 

I don't respond to anything this time. I've shut my eyes again, and my eyelids feel heavy. The covers are so warm and comforting. 

"We should go back to France soon. It's been way too long. I guess it's just so easy to get caught up in life here... I love going back there though. It's just a slower pace. It's nice," he goes on. He turns over now, and I open my eyes to watch him. He tucks both of his hands under his face and lays on his side, facing me. 

"What if we went this weekend? Do you think you could get off of work for a couple of weeks?" he asks me. 

"Maybe..." my voice is barely a whisper. I love him, but I've been working all day and the only thing I want to do is go to sleep right now. 

"Really? Okay, let's do it then. I'll look for flights tomorrow," he says. 

It's quiet for a moment, and I actually think he's going to let me fall asleep. My eyes droop closed again and I'm losing awareness when he interjects again. 

"I also miss my parents. I was thinking we should visit them soon... if that's okay with you," he says. 

My eyes snap open. 

"Yeah, that's fine. Can I sleep?" I ask, a hint of a smile on my face. 

His face falls.

"Oh... yeah... sorry. Sorry. I forget how much you work all day..." he says. 

How am I supposed to not feel guilty at a response like that?

"No, I'm sorry. I'm just kidding. I love listening to you talk," I tell him. I reach one arm over and lightly push his hair back, letting my fingers linger on the side of his face. 

He gives me a soft grin. 

"Here, I'll turn the lights back off," he says. He gets up, and seconds later the room is dark once again. I close my eyes and listen to him grab something from the closet, coming back out moments later. I open one eye to stare at him while he pulls of the shirt he's wearing and replaces it with a hoodie. His body looks like one of those stunningly perfect renaissance statues. 

"Oh, so now you'll open your eyes," he says with a mischievous grin, before he pulls the hoodie down over his body. I snap my eyes shut. 

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say. 

He climbs into bed next to me and wraps one arm around me, holding me close to him. I curl up against him, leaning my head against his chest. Everything is so warm and cozy. It's seriously the best feeling ever. 

"I love you," he whispers to me. 

"I love you too."

And with that, I finally, finally, fall asleep.

I keep posting because I keep writing and I love writing so much

Trigger Warning: I'm going to talk about my eating disorder & it's physical effects on me.

I can't stop feeling dizzy and lightheaded and I just started a new job at a coffee shop and it's a ton of running around and making drinks and I feel like I'm gonna pass out there. the headaches are becoming unbearable and I'm freaking cold all the time. but today I put a tea bag in my hot water instead of just drinking hot water which I guess seems weird but for real it's a step forward for me. idk.