honey wildflower ; t.c

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*mature content ahead, if you are not comfortable with that, skip this chapter*
*also, please keep in your mind that this is my first time writing smut, if it's bad i'm sorry🏃‍♀️*

"all i know is okay, okay,
tryna fuck me im like, okay okay"

RYEN CLAIRE SOMMERS-

timothée dug into his pocket for his keys, instantly finding them because the guy only carries around his wallet, phone and house keys.

he put the key in the hole, twisting it to the left and opening the door, he steps inside as a follow behind him. being inside his apartment for the first time i am met with a powerful wave of his scent. god he smells good.

so far i can only see the kitchen, living room and a hallway that cuts off from my view. it's all very neat, greys, darker greys and white color the place, not very colourfully though.

"it's lovely." i smile.

"thanks" he says with a smile.

"do you want something to drink?" he asks.

"water, please." i answer.

"alright" he said before opening the fridge and grabbing out two water bottles.

"do you want watch a movie?" he questions.

"sure!" i smile, he hands me the water and leads me over to the couch.

he turns the tv on and goes to netflix "scary movie, romance or comedy?" he asks.

"scary" i answer.

he goes to the horror genre and picks out a random movie.

꧁꧂ ꧁꧂ ꧁꧂

"god damn it, why is everyone in this movie so stupid. like 'oh hey it's a creepy guy in a mask, let's go find out what he wants!'" i complained.

"i don't know" timothée laughed.

i cant help but stare at him, he's so pretty. i guess he noticed my stare because he turned in his head in my direction and asked "you okay?"

no your godlike fucking looks are distracting me! "yeah, just admiring." i smiled.

"admiring?" he laughed confusingly.

yeah, admiring how good your jawline looks from here, shit could cut me and i'd say thank you. "yeah, admiring your face." well fuck me that didn't come out like i wanted it to.

he pauses the movie and turns his body so it's facing me, keeping eye contact the entire time.

"whatcha doin?" i ask as he stares at me.

"admiring your face" he repeats.

"i hate you"

"no you don't"

we stare into each other's eyes and slowly start leaning in until our noses are touching.

"can i kiss you?" he asks.

"duh " i giggle.

"stop it you're ruining the moment" he laughs.