my boy - timothee chalamet

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"...what?" he questioned, it almost came out like a whimper. his face contorted with confusion as he lifted himself up and away from her.

her eyes widened as she saw him pull away, she wanted to reach out and grab him back. but, he sat back onto his knees and looked down at her, his expression never changing.

she crossed her arm across her chest, feeling overwhelmed by everything. she felt too exposed. the combination of his sheets touching her bare legs, her hair falling over her shoulders, and the sight of him in front of her with a flushed, pink chest and plump lips was too much. before she knew it, her vision blurred over with threatening tears. she ruined it. she ruined this moment with a stupid lie made on impulse just because she was feeling insecure.

"i... fuck. i'm a virgin, timmy." she sighed, not wanting to make eye contact with him.

his mind wandered over the exact moment over a year ago when she lightly mentioned that she was no longer a virgin. how carelessly she had said it. his mind wandered over how, at that moment, he hated, truly hated her boyfriend at the time. how he felt his heart break at the thought of his amelia being so close with anyone but him. it wasn't even the act of sex. it was the fact that her boyfriend got to see all of her. got to see her in her purest state. got to connect with her in an entirely new, different way. he remembered how he cried that night. in the safety of his room, he shed tears at the thought of losing amelia. if she had gotten so close to another boy, who's to say that she'll get even closer? that she'll be so wound up and busy with him that she'd forget timothee? that he'd be just a memory to her. nothing important. just timothee.

but now, he felt his heart turn at her confession. he had to mentally go back to that day and prick apart her lie. he had to reverse all the thoughts he had that day and since then up to this very moment.

honestly, he was ecstatic. he had always imagined it to be just them two when the time came. and here he was, in his ideal situation. in a dream that became true.

yet, he was still so confused. he couldn't wrap his head around why she made such a lie. it wasn't necessarily a devastating lie, he just felt like he had to look back at so many moments differently now.

"but i- i thought you said you were? that you did lose it?" he questioned, his hair fell in front of his face as his mind still raced to put all pieces and memories, from the past and for the future, together.

she sat up, arm still covering herself and used her other hand to pinch the bridge of her nose. "fuck, i don't know timmy. i- i lied. it's so fucking dumb and i'm so sorry. i just felt so inexperienced compared to my old boyfriend. i felt like he was always expecting so much from me. and- and i felt like maybe you expected it too. i wanted you to see me the way that he told me boys see girls. i-"

"what!? how boys see girls? what do you mean?" he looked up at her finally, but only to see her hand covering her face. for half a second, he felt offended that she would even think that he would see her that way, but his stomach turned when he noticed the frown on her lips and the wet streak down her cheek.

he immediately wanted to lurch forward to hug her and comfort her, but he felt like it may startle her somehow. in front of him like this, she looked so delicate. like something angelic. something that he didn't deserve to have but was actually made for.

"i- i don't know! he always talked about how our bodies were meant for each other whenever he was horny and- and fuck!" she was truly so embarrassed to be confessing this, to be confessing that she had let a horny boy spoil her mind and convince herself that her body was made for him in the least innocent way possible. " i don't know tim! it's so fucked up. but hearing him say things like that made me think you'd feel the same way for some reason. and i didn't want to come off as an inexperienced virgin so i just said it!" she was breathing heavily now, body shaking with embarrassment, relief, and anxiety. "i'm sorry that i lied."

he listened to her intensely, mouth agape. his emotions ranged quickly from anger to confusion to sadness all at once. he felt so overwhelmed at all of this new information, but he did know that he wanted, needed to comfort her. finally, he moved and caressed her body so that they were chest to chest, heads residing in each other's necks.

"lia, baby. i don't care that you lied i was just surprised is all. i was definitely caught off guard in an exciting moment" he chuckled. he slowly pried her body away from his so he could look her straight into her eyes and cupped her face. "baby, that dude is a piece of shit. sure, i think that your body from top to bottom is incredible and that you truly are a goddess, but you are also the funniest, smartest, most caring, and just best fucking person i've ever known." he kissed the tip of her nose and she was smiling now. her shoulders fell and all anxieties seemed to vanish from her body. "i'm sorry that he made you think that. but i truly don't mind if you're a virgin or not. i mean i was a little jealous" a nervous chuckle left his lips as he recalled looking in the mirror with a puffy post-cry face "but i love you with my whole heart, even if you're an inexperienced clutz" he joked, raising his eyebrows at her as he squeezed her sides, she laughed loudly, pushing his body away from hers. he lightly pushed back until her back met his bed and he was hovering over her once again. he looked down at her, studying her face for nearly a minute before he kissed her forehead and plopped down beside her.

she looked over at him, studying his face too. her stomach filled with butterflies as she thought about how much she loved him. she quickly rolled on top of him, kissing him hard. he hesitated before kissing back, soon meeting her force.

"i love you timothee" she said between gasping kisses, feeling like the oxygen was escaping from her lungs and going straight into his. she rolled her bottom half against him, making him groan loudly. his hands immediately found her ass and squeezed it hard.

"are you sure baby?" he whispered, pulling away to fully take in all of her emotions, making sure that she was okay with everything happening, and wasn't acting in the spur of the moment.

"yes, timothee. i want you. i always have. " she nodded with a smile on her face. just this sentence made a moan leave his lips as he continued kissing her.

excitedly, he flipped her over and kissed down her stomach,"now where were we mon amour"

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a/n
idk of i like this chapter yikes
anyway should i write the smut tho 😳