Timothée Chalamet Imagines

-cuddling-

''Baaabe.'' Timmy groaned from the bedroom.

''What?'' I asked as I came in and took a seat on the bed.

''Hi.'' He said. He was so adorable. He looked so young and childlike when he was vulnerable. His soft, dark hair was messy and he looked sleepy.

''Hey.'' I said as I took place on his lap.

He wrapped his arms around my body and buried his head in the crook of my neck.

''Can we cuddle for like, forever?'' I chuckled and nodded.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close. I kissed his cheek, forehead, nose and lips gently.

''I love you.''