Info - diagnosis of schizophrenia, voices in mind, worry about being a bad person, bad stereotype, mention of hurting self
"I'm a fucking freak. I'm the people they make horror movies about. I'm horrible," I sobbed after reading the diagnosis of Schizophrenia.
"You're not!" Said Timothée harshly. "Baby those movies are shitty stereotypes. Honey, you're much more a danger to yourself rather than anyone else."
"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to fight the voices in my head that told me to strangle myself. I was gasping.
"Mon amour, I've looked at the statistics," he sighed, taking my face in his hands.
"Yeah?"
"It's much more likely you become a victim of something or hurt yourself than hurt someone else. It's a stupid stereotype that you're dangerous to others."
"You're not gonna leave me right?" I wept.
"Never, ever, ever, whatever you go through, Timothée Chalamet is by your side," he promised, pressing his forehead to mine.
"Always?" I asked.
"And forever," he agreed.
"I love you so much," I sobbed. "The voices, my brain, they'll never convince me otherwise."
"I love you too, nothing could convince me otherwise either," he said, pulling me in for a deep kiss.
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SFW Timothee Chalamet Fanfiction P2
FanfictionFanfiction that is fluff, angst, etc but no sex. You can read this with no worry of being scandalized. lots of cute moments. All between Timmy and the Reader.
