CELEBRITY ONESHOTS

timotheé chalamet

You feeling better?

Summary: You go to a show in your home country and after you get passed of at the presenter you get taken away by the security and get sexually assaulted by them.

Pairing: Timotheé Chalamet X portuguese!reader

Warnings: Swearing, sexual harassment

A/N: So since I'm portuguese I really ahs to do this and since I had timotheé in mind why not him. So this singer called Marco Paulo grew a big ego since he survived cancer twice so he decided to treat the other presenter that is with him presenting the show with him like crap.

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I was back in Portugal, where I'm from and I was backstage waiting to go in camera. I was on the show of one of the portugueses celebrities I hate the most.

After he survived cancer twice he grew a really big ego and when I mean big it's even bigger then Tony Stark's making me hate him for the way he thinks he rules the world and how he treats the other presenter, Ana.

The show was live meaning Timotheé would be back at our hotel room watching everything even though he didn't speak a word of portuguese he would watch it just to see me.

They called me on camera and I sat on the couch next to Marco and a little anger was already building inside me.

"So Y/N welcome on the show." He said.
"Thank you." I fake smiled.

We talked about how I started acting and then another guest joined, she was a singer but I actually didn't know her.

At this point Marco was talking to the other guest while I was talking to Ana until...

"Ana, could you please shut up!?" Marco shouted.

Ana kept quiet already getting tired of him treating her like that I also had enough, I was sitting there while he talked to the other guest and didn't even realized I was also still there.

"Why are you talking to her like that?" I asked.
"Because she was talking on top of me." He exclaimed.
"No she was talking to me!" I said making him quiet.
"I don't come here to see you treat her like that." I said, everyone was silent.
"Cause since you survived your cancer you feel like you are the best, but guess what. You're not and you should be grateful for having her here with you presenting this stupid fucking show." I said.

Security started walking my way and I didn't really give a shit. A guy grabbed me by my shoulder and started walking me out.

As we were walking he was walking a little to close behind him. And bam, I was already waiting for this. He humped me. Wow.

He kept doing it until I elbowed him on the face and he did it again and he came close to my ear.

"You like it rough huh." He whispered in my ear.

As I was leaving I saw Marco pass some money to the guy. So this was planned?

I drove back to the hotel and I just wanted to get off this dress and cry myself to sleep.

I knocked on the door since I didn't even feel like getting the key card from my bag. Timotheé opened the door and he has a small smile on his face.

"Hey babe." He greeted me with a hug.

As soon as I hugged him back I broke down crying. He pulled me inside and closed the door not letting go of me and sat me on the bed.

"What happened?" He asked as he ran his fingers through my hair.
"He paid a guy after they sexually assaulted me." I sobbed into his chest.
"Wait what?" He asked pulling a way and looking at my red eyes.
"The guys was just humping me." I sobbed as he pulled me into another hug.
"It's going to be okay." He sighed in frustration.

After I calmed down I pulled away and Timotheé gave me a smile to
make me feel better but I just felt disgusted.

"You feeling better?" He asked caressing my face.
"I just want to take this dress off and shower." I said in a low voice.
"You want to put on one of my hoodies?" He asked smiling making smile also smile.
"Yes please." I said getting up and making my way to the bathroom.

I slowly took of my dress and I was placing it on the counter I looked at the back of it and saw a white stain.

OH FOR FUCK SAKES.

"He came on me!" I shouted from the bathroom.
"What?" I heard Timotheé shout and running towards the bathroom.
"Look." I said showing him the stain.
"That son of a bitch." I heard Timotheé growl.

I walked out of the bathroom and walked to my suitcase where I brought plastic bags in case we needed them.

"I'm taking that to the police." I said.
"Great idea." Timotheé said walking towards me.

He wrapped his arms around me and I wrapped mine around his neck as he rested our foreheads on each other.

"I just want to forget this day." I sighed.
"We're going to make him pay." He said kissing the top of my nose making me smile.
"I love you." I smiled.
"I love you too." He said before he leaned in and kissed my lips softly.