Info - new roommate, accepting roommate bc they're hot
"Sooooooo," Ife said slowly.
"He's hot," I blurted.
"So fucking hot!"
"I want to have his babies like now," I moaned.
"Are we really about to choose about a roommate based on sexually attraction?" Ife asked me.
"I.... I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing, he was nice as fuck. He was so willing to help out and pay his share," I said desperately. I HAD to see him again.
"Okay, I think this could be okay," she said.
A week later Timothée was moving into our apartment. I was helping him as much as possible, while Ife was offering drinks and food every couple seconds.
"So what do you do for a living?" I asked him. I was trying to be calm but he was so sexy.
"Uhh, can we not do small talk?" He asked, seeming nervous.
"Oh sorry, what is your dream job?" I asked.
"Acting," he said instantly.
"I think you'd be good," I said.
"You barely know me," he rolled his eyes.
"Doesn't matter, I can see talent when it raises its head," I smirked,
"How about you?" He asked.
"Hmmmm," I plopped myself down on his bed. He was hovering over me in an instant and I was shocked. I wanted to grab him and kiss him.
"So many things," I sighed.
"Really?"
"I love art, I love dancing, I love writing, I love too much for it to be narrowed down," I confessed.
"I think that's a beautiful thing," he smiled.
"Cookies are done!" Called Ife and we raced out eagerly.
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Long Timothee Chalamet Stories
FanfictionNoticed when I made them into Singular books they weren't doing too well so I'll just put them all together. These are all Fanfictions about Timothee and you that are over five parts. Lots of different scenarios. I hope you enjoy.
