timothee chalamet imagines

just friends? (2)

sorry if this is hella short bc I'm so tired but I want to write for you guys.

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           I could hear his breath hitch. I knew he had woken up.
"Good morning" I mumbled and he hummed into my neck. He kept his arms around me and snuggled back into me as if he wasn't willing to get up.
"Come on sleepy head." I urged him and he groaned.
"Let's go get breakfast" I poked and he finally got up. If you want a boy to get up, offer him food. Once his arms were no longer around me, I got up and crawled out of bed. Getting ready to change, I turned  around to see Timmy lazily rubbing his eyes while sitting up.
"I'm going to change" I tell him and he nods. Getting up, he walks out of the room and to what I assume is the bathroom. I change into some sweatpants and a old t-shirt. Putting my hair into a pony tail, I walk out of my bedroom to go to the kitchen.
"Woah you look cute" Timothée says to me and I laugh.
"Yeah I bet" I scoff and walk past him. He stays silent behind me as I go to get some water.
"So where are we going?" He questions.
"Denny's?" I ask and he nods in agreement.
              We are sitting at the booth in Denny's when Timothée ducks his head down. I look at him in confusion as he tries to hide his face.
"What's going on" I ask and he refuses to look up at me.
"That girl who stood me up is here" he whisper yells and I turn my head to look.
"Who?" I question not knowing what she looked like.
"Tall, dark brown hair." He says quickly and I spot her.
"She's pretty." I say and he nods
"Stop hiding" I grab and yank his hand away and he looks up at me. Accepting his defeat he stops hiding himself. I can tell he felt uncomfortable.
"Go talk to her" I tell him. It hurt to do it, but I want him to be happy.
"You want me to?" He looked at me almost pleadingly. I looked at him intently. I couldn't tell if he was pleading because he wanted to go up to her or not. I decided for once I was putting my happiness first.
"Not really" I shrug breaking eye contact. I felt horrible for possibly hurting Timmy but I wanted to make myself happy for once.
"Okay, then I won't" he said plainly and I looked back up. He wasn't upset. Actually he didn't seem the least bit fazed.
"Do you even want to?" I asked and he shook his head.
"I like being here with you" he smiled and my heart exploded.
"I like being here with you too" I smiled back at him and we continued eating.
           When we were back home, I propped myself on the couch and Timmy came to sit next to me.
"Y/N. I need to talk to you about something." He looks at me. His hands at rubbing together, he's nervous.
"What's up" I put my phone down and turn to him.
"You have to promise me that we are still gonna be friends, even if this doesn't end well." He says nervously
"Of course we will still be friends." I tell him and he nods.
"Okay" he stalls.
"Okay" I say waiting for him to spit it out.
"I like you, like a lot. I know you probably don't feel the same but I needed to tell you. I can't keep pretending like I don't." He confesses quickly. I look at him wide eyed. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Oh my god, I just ruined everything. Just pretend I didn't say anything" he says looking ashamed.
"No! No, I like you too" I tell him and he looks up happily. I lean in closer and so does he. I take his face into my hands and take a deep breath.
you've wanted this forever, don't mess it up now.
I pull him in. The kiss was desperate. As if we had both been waiting for this for years. I had been. Our lips collided and he grabbed my waist pulling me closer. I grabbed his hair and he groaned at me tugging it. I pulled back needing a breath. He looked at me.
"We've wasted so much time." He states and I look at him confused.
"What do you mean" I ask as I reach out playing with his hair.
"There's so much time that we could've been together, if we both just didn't deny our feelings." He says and I nod.
"Well lets not waste anymore time then." I tell him.
I can tell he's thinking about something.
"Go get cleaned up." He responds and I give him a confused look.
"I'll pick you up at 7, we are going on a real date." He says getting up off the couch. I follow him as he walks to the door.
"Timothée thats not necessary" I tell him and he shakes his head.
"No, you deserve a real date." He looks me in the eyes.
"Okay" I give in and he pulls me in for a kiss. It's just a quick one. But my heart still beats out of my chest.
"You're gonna look amazing. I can't wait." He whispers after pulling away. Closing the door he walks away. I turn around pressing my back to the door. Not believing what had just happened, I pinch myself.
Nope, not dreaming
Acting like a giddy school girl. I jump up and down with happiness. I couldn't believe what was happening. Everything I had been wanting had finally happened. And the person I loved most was more than just a friend.

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-bay