"𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆̀𝒆," I approach him, "Yes, Mon cheri?"
"𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑑𝑎𝑦." Not to mention, there were only a week left before he had to go back, i clung into him in his lap.
"𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒." He fought back, "𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑘." he looked at me, "𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ." He debated, with a sly smirk. "𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟!"
"𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒!"
"𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝐶𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑦!" We both frowned at each other.
"Every Generation," I smirk at him.
"Every Time line." He rolled his eyes. "Every universe!"
"Okay, stop your quarrel, love birds." I heard a familliar voice say, i quickly climbed away from timothèe as my brother walked in with his hands on his hips.
"I knew it." He said a tsk, shaking his head. "Mama want's puff pastries, a hand would he great." He reminded,
"And keeping the moans down at night," he rolled his eyes as me and timothèe blushes. "What else are you guys waiting for? Move!" His hands flew, exiting the room, shutting the door.
"Holy, shit."
"Holy shit indeed."
Our hands interlocked, running beside my brother, with a smile.
During the process of baking, our black clothings turned into white as benjamin kept on throwing flour at us.
"Stop white washing me!" I ran around the kitchen as our servants watched. I pulled a middle finger at my brother as the room felt with laughter.
i also wished, the last few weeks of timothèe's stay, it would be a great day.
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐰 ➪ TIMOTHÈE CHALAMET
Historical FictionDo you believe in soulmates? A story where the Heir of the Chalamet's, And the Descendant of the Wadsworth meets in their teenage years. But their selfish, failed parents took control of their life, just like how every royal family does. TIMOTHÈE C...
