Warnings - longing, freshman reader, Graduate Timmy
Timothée was dashing and flirty from the moment he'd shown me around the dorms. I desperately wanted to do just about anything with him, but it was intimidating, because he was older, more experienced, and well, hot as fuck.
"Another C Ms. Y/L/N," my biology professor looked disappointed. My heart sunk, I'd actually tried hard this time. I just didn't get biology, there were so many things to remember and I couldn't grasp how it all fit together.
"You may want to ask someone for some help. I suggest your RA, you are in the Underhill dorms, correct?"
"Yes sir," I nodded.
"Timothée Chalamet is the RA of that building, and he is one of my only students to ever get an A in my class," he told me. My heart did a flip. This was the perfect excuse, why hadn't I thought of it sooner?
"Thank you sir, I'll do just that," I told him honestly.
I raced back to my dorm with proof that I needed Timothée's time and attention. I knocked on his dorm door with confidence.
"Well, hello there y/n, to what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked, leaning lazily against his door frame. He looked too sexy to handle.
"Professor Chase said you were great in his Biology class. I'm failing, will you tutor me?"
"Hmm," he smirked. "I think I can make time. Which days work for you?"
"Wednesdays are best," I told him, but I'd had moved anything around to get to be with him.
"I'll reserve a room at the library," he smiled.
"Thank you so much," I told him.
"The pleasure is all mine," he chuckled.
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MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet
FanfictionI love Timothee and a lot of my suggestions turn into miniseries. These are my multipart series under 6 parts. I hope you enjoy this. I think it'll be well received. Lots of different topics and tropes.
