Timothée Chalamet one shots

His comfort

You had made the decision to watch Beautiful Boy one day, Timothée wasn't home from work yet but was on his way, he'd likely be home by the time the movie ended.

As you watched the film was while beautiful, was also heartbreaking and by no means an easy watch. You watched with an occasional sniffle. A box of tissue by your side as you watched. You knew what would help you through it, you had a cup of tea too.

Despite the emotional weight of the film it was still important in topic and the story of the real life people it was based on. You knew that and that was one reason why you watched the film as often as you had. You needed breaks between watches but you'd usually be open to watching it.

By the end you were in tears, crying into your fuzzy blanket for comfort and warmth when you heard the door unlock and Timothée walk in. Your head turned to see him, your eyes puffy as you sniffled, "h-hey Timmy" you gave a weak smile.

Timothée was aware of your distress and could hear your sniffles and saw your puffy eyes "baby girl, whats wrong?" He asked immediately going to hold you "and hi" he said. His hands gently rubbing your back and soothing your hair. He knew exactly what calmed you down.

You eased into his arms and comforting presence. It helped you a lot, you felt better. You sniffled "I watched Beautiful" was all you needed to say.

He knew what that meant and why and how you were upset. It was an upsetting film, powerful and important but upsetting. He knew that as he himself had gone through a series of emotions whenever watching it, especially when he filmed it and read the script. It was based on a real story too which made it even deeper.

He gently caressed your hair and said gently "its okay now. I'm here, I know the film isn't easy to watch and that its a sensitive topic" he said. He gently rocked you back and forth. Humming softly to soothe you.

You were more calm now, your body relaxed and tears had stopped. You sniffled and looked up at him "thank you Timmy" you smiled softly. You felt his gentle hand caress your cheek lovingly.

He wiped away your remaining tears that were on your cheeks "I love you, its going to be okay" he promised. He kissed your forehead and carefully lifted you into his arms and he brought you to your bedroom you two shared.

He laid you in bed after getting you into some pajamas. He got into some sleep pants and a sweater snd went to snuggle you.

"I love you too, Timmy" you smiled at him softly but lovingly. You were so lucky to have someone so sweet and loving and good to you. He was an actor so he wasn't always home, but he treasured every second he had with your when he was.

He scooted close and you snuggled up close to him, your head resting in his neck as you inhaled his comforting familiar scent. It wasn't long before you were asleep like that.

He smiled and held you in his arms. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall asleep as well. He was so lucky, he loved you and he always would. He had an amazing family too and an amazing career. He was grateful for everything he had. He held you tight as you both slept peacefully.

Idea was inspired by my deae friend kteezy816