Loved.
That was the only word I could use to describe me right now.
Timmy makes me feel that way, everyday.
Waking up next to him, his hair all messed up and holding me like I was the only one in the world.
I would smile and lightly kiss him on the lips which in return made him grin and pull me closer.
In a room I'd forget about everything and just keep my eyes focused on him, even to the point where Armie would tease me from it.
"Stop being creepy."
"One minute, can you be focused on me?"
"Y/N are you even listening?"
"Of course you're not."
"Why am I so surprised."
Timothée knew too. He loved how he could get me in such a trance.
And so every night, he would tell me about his day and I'd just listen focusing on his words and voice.
Most of the time I'd nod feeling so damn proud.
Other times I'd listen for a few and fall asleep in his arms while he'd chuckle lightly.
