Forbidden Fruit •Timothee Chalamet (Stepbrother)

23. Desperate

(Warning:smut,explicit sexual content.)
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Our getaway weekend passes us in a blink of an eye but I am eternally grateful for the time away.

I was able to open up to Timothée more this weekend than I have been able to in years and it makes it all so clear.When him and I are out of that toxic environment, Timothée and I are so right for each other.

We fit together like two puzzle pieces.But this is our life.Tom and Amara are our parents and these are the cards we've been dealt. No matter how much I wish him and I could be the typical prom queen and king couple.This is who we are..fucked up and broken.I accept him for who he is,because in my eyes he could do no wrong.

"You all set to head back?" Timothée walks in the room, grabbing my hand delicately.

We've been sharing a room now that the cats out of the bag with our aunt.

"No." I sigh heavily, with sadness in my voice.

Timothée pinches his lips to the side. "I don't want to leave either baby. I wish we could stay here forever." His hand brushes my chin subtly.

"This sucks." I bury my head into his chest, feeling him place his chin on my head.

"Just remember what we talked about Mia.We're gonna figure all of this out." He says quietly but comfortingly while stroking my shoulders with his hands.

I really can't control how much I want him. Not just sexually but all of him. I could just melt to his soothing touch.I breathe his scent in, so intoxicated by him.I kiss his chest before pulling back.

"Let's go say our goodbyes to Aunt Margaret okay? And we'll stop at Mcdonalds and get you another soft serve and fries for the drive back." He bites into his bottom lip,trying to contain his grin.

"You really know the way to my heart don't you?" I giggle.

"I bet I could bribe you into all sorts of things if I brought McDonalds into the mix." He says jokingly.

"Will you Shut up." I push him a little,letting out a loud laugh.

Timothée and I make our way downstairs clumsily, with our bags in hand.

"My loves!, Thank you both so much for coming this weekend. It really brings me such indescribable joy to see you both."Aunt Margaret says from the bottom of the stairs.

I flash her a warm smile before Timothée rushes down to her.

"Aunt Margaret, we love coming here.We always have ever since we were little.I don't know how to put into words how-Just thank you. Thank you for accepting us no matter what." Timothee grabs her abruptly for a hug.

She smiles as she pats him on the back,"Timothée..my boy, If you guys ever need anything and I mean anything.I am always here. My home is your guy's home.I mean it when I say your like the son I never had."

"Thank you." He smiles before kissing her on the cheek.

"Uhm.I'm not really good with words." I say to her awkwardly and move my body from side to side. "Thank you. You mean so much to us." I hug her quickly,squeezing her gently before pulling away.

She places her hand on my face and gives me a half smile. "Be good to eachother.What you two have is once in a lifetime."

Timothée smiles to himself when he hears those words coming out of her mouth.