Warnings - needy Timmy, alludes to smut
Timothée and I were doing Vogue's 73 questions. We'd been giggling together. He was extra touchy today. I knew he'd want me after the interview from how he was acting. PDA wasn't usually his thing.
"What are you most excited about these days?" I asked him.
"My answer is dorky," he said, scrunching his nose.
"My answer is, us, we uh, just moved in together, and I am really happy about that," he shrugged. I leaned forward and kissed his nose.
"That wasn't dorky, it was cute," I said.
"You're turn," he said, picking up a card. "What's the best compliment you've ever received?"
"When Timothée told I was a light the other day. It really made me feel seen and loved. He said I helped guide him through life and wow I just felt so good," I said.
Timothée's hand moved up further on my thigh under the table.
We continued the questions.
"Heels or flats?" I giggled.
"Oh heels for sure, stilettos in fact," Timothée dead panned. I held my stomach as I cackled at him.
"How do you start your day?" Timothée asked me, with a smirk on his face.
"What is this rated?" I asked with a chuckle. "Timothée and I uh.... Have a fun time together, let's just say that."
After the interview, Timothée pushed me up against the wall and kissed me deeply.
"I knew you were needy," I 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.
