𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙è𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡

"Je t'aime, et tu es mienne" (I love you, and you are mine) Timothèe spoke smoothly, as I lay with our shoulders touching on my bed. He jumped at the opportunity when I asked him to help me improve my French for my class in French, so here we are. It's raining outside, and my French study sheets are in small neat piles on my bed in front of us

"Je t'aime aussi, très très fort, Timothée" (I love you too, very very much, Timothèe)  I spoke, a little hesitant on the words I was speaking

the corner of Timmy's mouth quirked into a small smile as he sat up a bit so he could face me better, "you can also pronounce 'I love you too' as 'Moi aussi, je t'aime'" he said, slowing his words down a bit for me to understand 

I nodded, "alright, alright". I grabbed a sheet from the pile, which happened to be my study guide for the test I was taking at the end of the lesson 

I handed the sheet to Timothèe, and asked him to read off the questions, which I would have to provide answers for:

he took the sheet carefully from my hands and looked through it one before turning his body so I wouldn't be able to see the sheet

"so you'll read off the questions, and I'll have to understand them and answer you" 

he nodded and looked at the paper before turning it face down in his lap, "Que fait mère pour vivre ?".(what does your mother do for a living?) he bit his bottom lip and looked at me expectantly, "ma mère est chef d'entreprise"(my mother is a business owner) he nodded, looking at the paper, then at me, "quelle est votre chanson préférée ?"(what is your favorite song?), "ehhh, celui des amoureux" (ehhh, the one about the lovers)

Timothèe looked at me with his head cocked to the side, "cells qui parle des amoureux ? Quelle chanson serait-ce?" (the one about the lovers? which song would that be?)

I almost understood everything he said, I understood enough to answer 

"hmm, Two of Us par Louis Tomlinson" (hmm, Two of Us by Louis Tomlinson)

"hmmm" Timothèe smiled at me and chuckled, and I smiled back at him 

he sat back next to me again, and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, "tu es si belle et intelligente, j'espère que tu m'aimes assez pour m'épouser un jour"(you are so beautiful and smart, hopefully you love me enough to marry me one day)

I didn't understand past the 'you are so beautiful and smart, hopefully'

"what does that mean" I ask, leaning into him

"you couldn't understand it?" he asked, looking at me, smiling 

"not most of it"

he chuckled again, "I'll tell you again once you become more fluent" 

I sigh, "that's not fair" I mumble and cross my arms 

he rolls his eyes and smiles, "Je t'aime, y/n"

"je t'aime Timothèe" I say as he pulls me closer to his body