my boy - timothee chalamet

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that afternoon...

"what do you wanna listen to, timmy the poo?" lia cooed as she tried to get comfortable in his car. they were about 2 minutes into the 2 hour car ride from their town in New York to a small beach town that their parents used to go to all together as teens; everyone agreed to have the 'youngsters' in one car and the 'oldsters' in another so that they can listen to any music they want and talk about anything they want (the parents usually talk about how much they want timothee and amelia to marry each other though).

"that's weird! don't call me that!" he giggled, looking over at lia before reaching over to try to tickle her yet he missed completely for he was trying to you know, not crash and die.

amelia laughed loudly pushing his hand away from her before grabbing it and squeezing it tightly causing him to yelp.

his hand went to her thighs which were oddly, one of her most ticklish spots. "stop, stOP! TIMMY PLEASE!" she begged through laughs, her chest heaving.

"okay, okay! only because i'd rather not be on a news headline that says,'TWO TEENS FOUND DEAD IN CAR CRASH, CAUSE OF DEATH: TICKLING."

she laughed loudly, looking over at the very smiley boy who seemed proud of his joke.

after a couple of moments of silence, amelia blushed when she realized his hand was still there, resting on her thigh.

rex orange county's angelic voice filled the car as the road trip went on; they were both singing to the lyrics (timmy would sometimes stop singing to listen to nat's voice which he loved although she thought the opposite), softly at first but soon they were screaming them as big smiles spread across their faces.

"CAUSE I DONT WANNA SEE YOU CRYYYYinnnnnG"

"yOU DONT HAVE TO FEEL THIS EMPTINESSSSSSS"

"SHE SAID I LOVE YOU TILL THE DAY THAT I DIIIIIEEEE"

this continued for about 3 more songs before they sat breathlessly whispering the lyrics to 'A Song About Being Sad,' a calmer song of his. it was obvious they were reflecting on everything and nothing in their heads, their nostalgia ranging from sad to happy.

suddenly, timothee chuckled under his breath, catching her attention. "remember that time when we went ice skating and you wiped out so hard your phone in your back pocket cracked!"

"oh my god! that was so embarrassing! the worker there was even laughing when he helped me up!" she said.

"everyone was laughing at you! i nearly pissed myself that day!"

"timmy! you know that was exactly a year ago today!"

"what?! time flies so fast. how'd you know?"

"i kept the ticket from that day, it's on my dresser mirror with all my other memories." she reminded him. she kept every single ticket from anything remotely fun she did, most of them including timmy.

he furrowed his eyebrows as he wondered why he never noticed this. he'd been in her room thousands of times! all over her mirrors there are polaroids, tickets, letters, and little drawings.

"must have missed it."he mumbled as he squeezed her thigh once, smiling over at her. he was feeling especially happy for some reason. butterflies were in his stomach.

lia placed her hand on his before leaning her seat back a bit in another attempt to get comfortable. she closed her eyes and thought about the upcoming weekend until she fell asleep.

during the whole hour and a half she was asleep, timothee took the chance to admire her as he always did. he studied the curve of her nose and the light freckles appearing on her makeupless face. he yearned to stroke her cheek or comb through her hair as she looked so at peace during her slumber. he giggled a bit as her mouth opened knowing she'd probably think she looked awful. he thought it was adorable.

after receiving a call from his mom (through which he whispered the whole time as to not wake up the 'sleeping beast' he was chauffeuring) he was informed that the 'oldsters' were planning to stop at a diner a few miles up the road. he told them he was just going to go straight to whatever hotel or condo they were staying at because nat seemed tired all day.

30 minutes later, he arrived to the yellow beach house that stood apart as the sky was awfully cloudy and gloomy. he grabbed both his and amelia's bags before  opening the passenger door and unbuckling her seatbelt. he pondered if he should gently shake her awake, but a devious smirk appeared on his face.

he played 'Bartier Cardi' on full volume from his phone, putting it directly in her ear.

"wha-oh TIMMY YOURE SO ANNOYING!" sleepily, nat yelled at him. she pushed him out the way before getting out of the car.

"we're HERREEE" he said in a song-songy voice.

"get away from me!"

"that's not how you should treat the man who drove a snoring monster for two hours and is now carrying all your bags and mine!" he chastised smiling at her and rustling her hair.

"fuck you."

"you're like grumpy smurf."

"timmy, you idiot. grumpy was a dwarf."

"oh. well. welcome home!" he cheered, unlocking the door with the key that was unsafely hidden under the doormat.

lia immediately headed towards the first bedroom she could find, plopping herself on it.

"timmy. come cuddle me." she groaned from her position of being face down in the bed.

"no! you were being mean to me!" he remarked, but there was joy evident in his voice.

"please."

"no."

"pleaaaasssseee."

"nooooo."

"PLEAAAASSSEEE!"

"jesus christ okay! you're a psycho."

he got situated on the bed as he laid with his back on the mattress. she immediately got comfortable against him, clinging onto him like a koala. his hands went towards her lower back, rising her shirt up a bit so that he could trace patterns or draw shape. his favorite action to do ,though, was write his name.

he repeated this over and over until her breathing seemed to even out. he thought she was asleep until she whispered," thanks timmy. sorry for being a dick."

"it's okay honey, i'm used to it."

her chest vibrated against his.

"love you."

"love you, too."

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a/n
i'm sorry if this is inaccurate i don't know anything about new york n i don't feel like doing research boohoo

also i love rex and timmy

i hope i'm showing their best friend/lowkeyinlovewitheach other relationship well. they have a bunch of bestfriend-y memories together but they also are touchy touchy n all that jazz.

i'm trying my best!

vote and comment if you'd like! tell me what u think so far <3