__________________________________________ does it make you feel good?
when you break me?
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February 13th, 2023
IVANNA WALKED THROUGH HER AND TIMOTHÉES SHARED APARTMENT WITH FLOWERS in her hands. Closing the door with her foot, she walked in, throwing her keys into a metal bowl.
"Timmy!! I'm home" she exclaimed loudly as she walked into the kitchen, placing the orange colored Lily's down and taking off her coat.
Ivanna waited a couple seconds for an answer but there was none. Frowning she yelled louder. " Timmy? where are you?"
She heard a door unlock and looked down the hallway to see her man walking out of the bathroom, his long curly black hair looking perfect.
Smiling in joy, she walked towards him and pulled him into a hug, running her hands through his soft curls. He sighed and closed his eyes at the touch, not wanting to do what he was going to do.
"What have you done since I've been out?" Ivanna asked as she looked up at her love with a look of pure interest.
No one Timothée had been with ever cared about him as much as Ivanna did—he couldn't help but think. But he shook that thought out of his head almost as quick as it came. He had to do this, he had to do it for her. She deserved so much more than him.
"uhm..... nothing much really, just reading through lines, y'know the usual" Timothée said as he shimmied his feet beneath him in nerves.
And of course, she noticed. She always noticed. "Is everything alright timmy?" Once again Timothée couldn't help but melt at the look she gave him, her icy blue eyes holding nothing but love. Something he knew would change in the next few minutes.
" Uhm.. no?..... wait yes?? I don't know"
Ivanna waited patiently for him to continue, her hands still running through his dark hair, something she knew he loved.
"I wanted to talk." Timothée finally said in a grave tone, instantly Ivanna's warm, loving expression changed to a cold one, a cold look that was there when they first met. A coldness that took Timothée a long time to get through.
Timothée gulped and tried to lean into Ivanna's hand that was moving itself from his hair, he frowned at the loss of contact, before hyping himself up for what he was about to do.
He looked down momentarily to the ground before looking back at Ivanna. Her light blonde hair that he always played with when he was nervous, her icy-blue eyes that calmed even the most strongest of storms, her plump, rosy lips that he loved kissing. But even his immense love for her couldn't change the fact that he had to do what he had to do.
" I've been thinking that we'd.....be uh.... better without each other"
Silence.
Silence is all that was left between the two individuals that loved each other more than the moon loved the sun.
But that's just it, isn't it? The moon loved the sun more than the sun loved the moon. Two beings made to be together, one that loved with everything they had, and one that tried too, but....... couldn't.
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Fanfiction'ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀʙʏ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀʙʏ' |•. Russian singer songwriter "Ivanna Sokolova " and Timothée Chalamet were once a couple, Timothée left her because he thought it would be best. That he wasn't enough for her, for what she nee...
