Falling for You

Epilogue 4 - A Comedic Intermission

Song - dancing queen by ABBA
Warning - drug use

1998

"You go and have fun," I encouraged straightening Timmy's tie.
"I will I'm just pissed they wouldn't let me bring you." He said frustrated.
"I know, but me and Daisy will have a mother daughter night. Right Daisy?" I turned to the toddler who was sitting cross legged on the couch.
"That's right mommy!" She said with a big thumbs up.

"That's right." I mimicked back to Timmy I'm adoration for her cuteness.
"Mike'll be there did I tell you?"
"You invited him?"
"No, he's got a thing there too."
"Well at least that's one friendly face."
"I do talk to other people I work with." He defended.
"You probably just flirt with the models." I teased. "Kidding." I added and kissed his nose.

We heard a honk outside.
"That's your taxi cab. Cmon Daisy." I picked her up on my hip.
"Come say bye to Daddy." We saw him out and got our respective goodbye kisses, mine lasting significantly longer.
"Bye baby!" I shouted as he walked down the steps.
"Bye Daddy!" Daisy shouted too. I tickled her tummy and she giggled.

We went back into the house.
"Where is Daddy going?" She said, still not understanding.
"It's a photography show. Darling."
She looked still confused.
"It's like a party for his work."
"Why can't we go."
"Work people only."
She looked annoyed.

"But hey we're going to watch beauty and the beast. You love belle don't you?"
"I do."
I put her down on the couch and slid in the tape. A few moments went by and it started playing. I cosied up next to her as the movie began. The movie finished and I looked down to see Daisy had fallen asleep in my lap; how ingrosed was I in this children's film? Must've happened recently I dismissed.

So, I scooped her up. She was already in her pink pyjamas so she just went right to bed. The rest of the night felt cold without Timmy there, it'd been so long that I'd had a night without him. I read for a moment then called Marìa only to hear way too much about her sex life. At half past eleven I realised Timmy might be a little longer so I went to bed.

In what felt like the middle of the night. I heard shuffling and clattering. Immediately I was up. I looked over at the digital clock- 02:47am. I slowly went down the stairs and flicked the light on. Another bunch of records fell over and there was Timmy telling them to "shhhh".
"Timothée." I said and he whipped around almost falling over as he did so.

He was absolutely out his face.
"Y/n!" He shouted.
"Shh." I said walking up to him. "You're gonna wake Daisy."
"Sorry." He whispered welcoming me into a hug. I expected the obvious smell of whiskey and smoke but there was something else on him, an unpleasant smell.
I pulled back with a sour look on my face.

"What have you been smoking?" I asked in an angry whisper.
He stuttered but never formed an answer.
"What?" I said putting my hand up to my ear.
"Hyrdochronic."
"Ugh for fucks sake Timothée."
"Are you mad at me?" He slurred.
"Yes I'm mad at you!" I continued to whisper yell. "You promised me you wouldn't do that. Anyways, how the fuck did you get hydrochronic weed at a photography-"

"Baby, I'm tryna listen to you. I really am but your head is floating."
"Ugh." I threw my arms up.
"Just come to bed."
He made a weird "yahoo." Noise and followed me. I don't really know why perhaps he thought he was getting some, the thought of that was enough to make me laugh.

He stumbled up the stairs. And stopped.
"Tim?"
"The stairs are moving."
"Oh for fucks sake. Just hold my hand."
He grabbed it and I led him finally to the top of the stairs.

We passed Daisy's room. He stepped toward the door, I yanked him back by the hand.
"You're not going in there."
"I just wanna say goodnight to my daughter." He said, offended.
"She's already asleep and I'm not chancing her seeing you like this."
He groaned and I dragged him until we finally reached the bedroom.

"Now can you undress yourself or do I have to do that too?"
"I know how to undress me." He sang, a really bad Prince impression.
"Okay."
I snuggled up in bed while he removed his clothes. Unprovoked he decided to turn it into a little show.
"What're you doing?" I laughed.
He didn't say a word just continued to take of his clothes in a ridiculous dancey manor.

"Timmy-" I couldn't help but laugh.
It was as if music were playing in his head. It was absolutely hilarious. Then he just stood there hands on hips, on display.
"Coming to bed?" I tapped the sheets.
"Big boy." I winked.
He raised his eyebrows then shuffled his feet.
"Oh what now!"
"My feet are glued to the floor!"

I dramatically threw my head into the pillow.
"I'm being serious y/n!"
Again laughter exploded from me.
"Tim just step forward."
"I can't."
His absolute sincerity made the situation all the more hilarious.
"Am I gonna have to come over and scoop you up like a baby?"

"You can't, I'm too big."
Honestly, my cheeks were bright red.
"Woah." He moved one foot all of a sudden, it was as if gravity pulled it up.
"Now try your other foot."
He did so and continued to make astonished faces until he got to the bed.
"Well done." I said sarcastically and ruffled his hair.

"I'm horny."
"NO!"

A/N: eyyy! Hope y'all thought this was funny.