our man was slaying at tiff, so damn proud.
ps. i'm sorry for being the worst updater, it's been a while.
"timothée hal chalamet."
i stop dead in my tracks.
he turns around smirking.
"why hello miss y/n y/m/n y/l/n." mocking my voice.
i roll my eyes walking up to him.
"you look so damn handsome right now, i'm the luckiest girl in the world."
i kiss him lightly.
"hell yeah you are." he whispers on my lips.
we stare at each other for a minute before i get ready.
soon enough i joined him downstairs and his jaw dropped.
you loved the effect you had on him, and you loved how he expressed it so publicly.
"damn." was all he said.
i smile sweetly, "guess you're the luckiest guy then."
he mumbles in agreement still taking me in.
he was so phased by my beauty that he didn't hear that the car had come, so i simply had to drag him.
the drive there was smooth with occasional outbursts of timmy's excitement.
"you ready for this? i mean, being out and about again."
he looks at me thoughtfully and then turns his gaze to the window.
"i think i am." he says. "i feel that i kind of know what i'm doing now, last year everything was just so new to me but now, i kind of have an idea of what this life is like."
he turns to face me, his emerald eyes sparkling. his lips creep into a smile as he kisses me softly.
i pull away satisfied and rest my head on his shoulder, my hand intertwined with his.
"no matter what, i'll always be by your side."
i whisper.
"i know. that's one of the many reason why i love you."
i look up at him feeling my eyes water a little.
he notices and pulls me closer kissing my forehead.
"i mean it y/n, i'm so in love with you that it drives me mad, you know me inside and out and still seem to like me which i think is insane."
i giggle at his statement.
"and i know that if i didn't have you, i'd be lost. so fucking lost. having you by my side today is the best gift in the world."
i gulp feeling my heart race.
but i manage to make these words out.
"timothée you just existing is a gift in itself."
