Bubblegum, Cigarettes, and a Leather Jacket~Timothée Chalamet x Reader

part 8~thanksgiving

(your outfit)

(Timothée's outfit)

(your dining/living room)

your pov
*time skip: 1 month/Thanksgiving*
setting: your home
a/n: p/f/n=parents' first name
l/n=last name

the kitchen smells of turkey, potatoes and gravy as the doorbell rings. i quickly look in the mirror and fix my hair as i open the door. Timothée is standing there with a flower, smile beaming.
"hey. come in!" i say, taking his hand and leading him inside. he smiles as my parents greet him.
"hi i'm Timothée, it's great to finally meet you! i've heard great things" he says, shaking my parents' hands.
"likewise" they say. the oven beeps signaling the food is ready. my mom jumps up.
"go go sit down! the turkey's ready!" she says to us, showing us the set dinner table. i sit next to Timothée and our knees touch under the table. a few minutes later, turkey and a whole other array of foods are sitting in front of us begging us to be eaten. my mouth is watering.
"so where are you from?" my mom asks.
"LA. it's really great there but here is so much better thanks to y/n" he says, making me blush.
"awh you two are so cute together. when did you guys meet?" my mom asks.
"right before school started at the bridge" i say. they nod.
"so what college are you planning on going to?" asks my dad. wow we haven't even talked about this.
"i'm not sure. whichever one has the best acting or performing arts program.. and whichever one accepts me" Timothée says with a smile. He looks at me.
"you want to be an actor?" i ask Timothée. he nods and laughs nervously.
"it might seem stupid but i did some acting in LA and i really enjoyed it. i would love to do it as a living. my family supports me since some of them have been actors in the past" Timothée explains.
"i think you'd be great at it" i say and hold his hand under the table. my parents smile.
"i think you two are so lucky to have found each other" my dad says. "love like this comes rarely. or once if ever." Timothée and i nod.
"i think i found it" he says sincerely. i blush. my parents smile at us. i think they know it as much as us.
"so what are you thankful for?" my mom asks me. i hate this question because there are so many and i feel like i have to outdo the person next to me.
"my family, friends, school, good health, television, Timothée and good grades?" i say. they nod. Timothée blushes at the mention of him.
"what are you thankful for?" i ask Timothée. "uh well my family, friends, my home, life, my ability to act, y/n and education" he says. i smile when he says my name. time passes quickly as we talk about college, life, family, school, friends and before we know it, it's late and dark out.
"now it's pretty late, Timothée. are you sure you shouldn't be heading home now?" he shakes his head. my parents don't really care where i am, as long as i'm safe. they nod.
"okay then why don't you guys go to y/n's room and watch television or something?" my mom suggests. he looks at me and we nod at each other. we head up the stairs and enter my room. he laughs.
"what's so funny?" i ask.
"nothing, it's just your room is so much like you" he says, taking a seat on my bed. it's been about 2 months since we've started dating and i figured it was time we do something about it.
"hey Timothée uh so how do you feel about us?" i ask.
"oh god you're not breaking up with me are you? i'm sorry if i upset you in any way!" he says. i laugh.
"no no no i'm not breaking up with you! i was just wondering what you felt about us" I explain. he sighs in relief.
"well i love you and i would spend the rest of my life with you if i could... well i can but only if you want to.." he says. i giggle. i sit down next to him. he places a hand on my thigh.
"does this make you happy?" he asks. i nod. (haha cmbyn reference) he lies down on my bed. i climb next to him and hold him. i'm so thankful for my Timothée.

a/n: yo should i write smut? kind of like a sequel to this chapter? maybe morning after? i kind of want to write a cute date chapter before writing the Christmas or Hanukkah one(s). send me your ideas/suggestions!
love, nat ❤️