Desire ☆ Timothée Chalamet

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Daisy isn't surprised when she wakes up first, the sound of the alarm only having gone off once. She reaches over Timothée's body for his phone and turns it off admiring him in his most peaceful state.

It killed her to have to wake him up, they'd only slept a few hours after a night spent talking, dancing, jumping on the bed and making out on the couch. However his meeting was in an hour and he needed to get there on time.

'Rise and shine.' She whispered as she moved a curl away from his face. The motion did not wake him, only stirred him slightly. She then managed to place a gentle kiss on his temple and when she pulled back she noticed his green eyes looking up at her and the ends of his lips curling upwards into a smile.

'Good morning.' He says, in his extremely husky but sexy morning voice. She watched as he reached her with his lips placing a long kiss on them before pulling away. She couldn't help but smile at the gesture.

The morning then continued the way it normally would. Timothée claiming he is ditching his meeting to spend time with his girlfriend, Daisy telling him that's completely absurd and him realizing she'll be sat at home waiting for him and then they can spend as much time together as they please.

Eventually he is dressed and so is she and he is complementing her on her outfit and how gorgeous it looks on her and she has some coffee prepared for him, just the way he likes it. The boy kisses her as he leaves, 'What would I do without you?' he asks once pulling away from her and staring longingly at her caramel brown eyes.

She shrugs, a grin finding her lips and before she can grab his arm and tell him not to leave he has walked out the door and she's stuck at home, awaiting the very moment he returns so she can sit in his presence. Daisy had missed him very much and spending hours away from each other when they were both in New York was such a pain in the ass.

But they managed.

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Timothée couldn't help being disappointed when the meeting went over the time limit. He wanted to point out that it has been about two hours already, and he had somewhere to be but he resisted the urge. Not wanting to come off as unprofessional.

The meeting was about a movie he was only half interested in, therefore he couldn't help but let his mind roam elsewhere. Like at what Daisy was doing right about now. They'd been spending a lot of time together at her new apartment, but it wasn't enough time because he wanted to be there with her right now. Not at this stupid meeting.

Eventually the meeting came to an end and Timothée made his way to the car. His phone had gone off multiple times in his pocket so he reached for it in his pocket reading the various messages that were shown on the lock screen of his phone from one of his close friends Julian.

Julian
Dude is everything alright
I can't even imagine how you're feeling
Why didn't you tell me?
Timmy?
You there?

Timothée looked down at his phone with a puzzled expression. He had no clue what his friend was going on about.

Timmy
Yeah I'm here
What are you talking about?
I'm fine.

Julian
You're fine?
I don't know how you're fine because if I was in your shoes I'd be pretty pissed

Timmy
What are you talking about?

Julian
Wait...
you haven't seen the photos?

Timmy
????

Julian
Fuck dude.
I thought you knew
They're everywhere I just saw them a few minutes ago