Info - mention of alcohol, sickness, and partying
"I'm glad we decided not to go out for New Years, look how many people there are in Times Square," I said, cuddling closer to Timothée.
"I'm partied out anyhow. First Christmas, then my birthday, and now new years, No thank you," he chuckled.
"Plus your cold," I giggled.
"It's not a cold!" He said with an eye roll.
"Then why is your voice all scratchy?" I demanded. I'd tried to baby him, but he hadn't let me.
"Alcohol and lack of sleep are my guesses," he chuckled.
"Well it's kinda sexy all gravelly like that," I said and kissed his cheek.
"You're so whipped for me," he said smugly.
"Hey, you're whipped too so I'm fine."
"You know," I said slowly. "We've never had a New Year's kiss."
"How is that possible, we've been dating over three years," he grumbled.
"You were away filming every new years," I explained.
"Shit you're right, well the ball is about to drop, so let me remedy that," he said and turned towards me. We waited for the countdown and then he took my face and gave me the sweetest kiss.
"Happy new year baby," he whispered.
"You too Timmy."
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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.
