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170. Timothee Chalamet | Our Year

By : celebrities-imagines | Tumblr

Pairing:Timothee Chalamet x fem reader

Summary: After getting married Timothee promised you a year of just the two of you, no acting, no stress. If he doesn't keep the promise will he be able to keep you?

Warnings: Fighting, Angst

Words: 1.1k

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You hung up the phone, anger beginning to course through your veins.

How could he not tell you?

Slamming the phone down on the table, you walk onto the patio where Timothee is reading his book, you're practically shaking, you're trying so hard to compose yourself. Noticing your presence, Timothee holds his finger on the page and looks up at you.

"Who was on the phone," he asks.

You don't answer right away you just stare at him.

"Did another fan get our number, I'm sorry babe. I'll make sure to call the agency," he said turning back to the book.

You continued to stand there, not saying anything. Timothee, noticing you haven't left, takes out his bookmark, put it in, and closed the book, he then faced you to give you his undivided attention.

"Do you want me to do it now? If it's getting that bad I'll call the agency now," Timmy said, getting up from the chair.

He started walking to the door but you stood in front of it, stopping him from going any farther.

"What is it (Y/n), you're worrying me, he said, grabbing your shoulders and looking you in the eye.

You were becoming so angry about the phone call you could barely talk, you finally managed to form so words.

"You told me you weren't going to do this, you said," trying to keep your voice as calm as possible.

"Do what? Timothee asked rather perplexed. "I can't stop the fans from calling (Y/n)," he said.

"It wasn't a damn fan that called Timothee. Oh, no, it was your agent, you said, your voice becoming louder. Congrats, you got the fucking role. 6 months in Hawaii that is incredible, make sure you pack sunscreen."

Timmy went pale at your words but didn't say anything, instead, he let you continue to yell at him.

"We've been married for four months Tim, you promised, hot tears were now falling down your cheeks. This is our year together, married life; no movie, no crazy schedule, just me and you baby," you mocked the words your husband had said on your honeymoon.

"(Y/n)," Timothee started.

"Don't (Y/n) me! Am I not enough, you asked voice softening.

"Of course you are, don't say that; it's just, it was such a good role, and I'm doing this for us, for our future, for a better life."

The sadness had left and was once again replaced with anger, but it was stronger than last time, you were fuming.

"Bullshit! You're going to stand there and tell me this is for money, you gave a bitter laugh. Look at our house, money is not an issue for us Timothee."

He blushed.

"What's your excuse now, hmm. Please try another one," you yelled, getting in his face.

"Enough," he said grabbing your wrists. It caused you to jump, he wasn't holding too tight but it still scared you.

You riggled out of his grasp. It was his turn to scream at you.

"So what I said I wouldn't take a role. It's my job, you knew that when we got married didn't you. Why are you being so selfish? He screamed. Did you ever think I take the roles to get away from you?"

The minute he said it you knew he wanted to take it back, but it was too late. This pushed you over the edge.

"Why make you wait? I'll go right now," you said pushing past him and walking out of the room.

You ignored Timothee's pleas for you to come back and instead walked out of the house. You ran out onto your street. You hadn't realized that it had been raining so hard until it soaked through your clothes and hair instantly, only adding to the waterfall of tears falling from your eyes.

There was no going back now.

You started walking down your neighborhood, not caring that your clothes were drenched; the only thing you could truly feel was the breaking of your heart. Eventually, the pain in your heart was too much and the pounding of the rain was only adding to it, you stopped walking and just let the rain hit you, let the pain overwhelm you.

Why couldn't you be enough, just for a little while at least?

You're pulled out of your thoughts when you hear the sound of shoes splashing on the ground.

"(Y/n), Timothee called, you could tell he was yelling but his voice was muffled by the loud rain.

The sound of his voice only made you sob harder.

(Y/n)," he called again.

You didn't want to deal with this right now; you didn't want to deal with the thought you weren't enough. You began walking away, but before you could get away from Timothee, he grabbed your arm and spun you towards him.

"What," you screamed.

But that's all you got out, as his lips crashed onto yours. When you pulled away you were left breathless, rain and tears fell down both of your cheeks. No matter how mad at him you were, you couldn't help but feel butterflies at the kiss.

"I'm sorry," he said, his hands on your cheeks. "I was being selfish, a movie isn't worth losing you. I called my agent and turned down the role.

You were taken aback, you couldn't believe he would do that for you.

"Timmy, you would do that for me. you said, more tears falling from your eyes.

"I would do anything for you, you're my everything. This is our year together, married life; no movie, no crazy schedule, just me and you baby, for real, he said, kissing the top of your head.

You felt all the anger leave your body, you knew he meant it this time, knew he wanted it. You ran into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"I should've never said what I said, (Y/n). I didn't mean it. You're the most important thing in my life, I'd give up all the roles in the world just to keep you, he said holding you tighter.

"I love you, Timmy," you sobbed into his chest.

"Don't cry sweetheart," he said wiping your tears, and some rain off of your face.

"Get used to it Timmy," I'm emotional and your stuck with me for the next year," you said placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Not just the next year baby, for life. Come on, let's go home," he said, grabbing your hand in his.

"I love you," you said to him.

"I love you too, forever and always, he said, and you knew he meant it.