~Timmy Imagines~

bad day with t.c

From the start of the morning, I knew that today was going to be shitty. I woke up 40 minutes late, on one of the most important business days of my life. I had a presentation I had to give to corporate, that would determine if I got promoted or not. Arriving late to this was basically a death wish. To make the morning even worst, Timothée and I got into some futile argument that I can't even remember what it was about. I rushed to get ready, slammed the door, and ran to the car. Great start to my day.

I arrived to work barely on time with 5 minutes to spare. Of course with my luck, the elevator was under construction, so I had to take the stairs. I ran up the stairs, clicking my black pumps with each step, becoming more out of breath by the second. And so, I finally made it to the meeting room, with one minute to spare.

I felt a mess. My hair was frizzy, mascara running slightly, and had a minor limp from hurting my left ankle when I was trying to go up the stairs in my 4 inch heels.

I walked in and felt an instant wave of judgment from corporate. My boss eyed my up and down, and shook her head sightly. I could tell she was disappointed in me. I felt an itchiness in the throat, trying to keep the tears from flowing. I took a deep breathe and started my presentation.

As I was doing it my mind started turning to other things. Is Timmy mad at me for leaving without saying goodbye? Are these people judging me in their heads because of my disorderly look? Did I ruin Timothée's day, just because I'm having a bad one? I stopped myself from these thoughts, and kept reading off my slides. 45 minutes later, I was finished. I heard a few slow, faint claps and boss stated: "very informational miss y/l/n Thats it, that literally all she said. I said my thanks for listening to me, and left the room. Something in my gut, told me I wasn't getting that promotion.

The work day felt never ending, until It was finally time to go home. As I was driving Timothée called me. "I know we got into a stupid fight this morning and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have distracted you from your presentation."
"It's fine Tim, really. I know you didn't mean any harm."
"Sooo, we're good?"
"Yup, everything's alright."
"Great. So how did the presentation go?" I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip and shook my head.
"Uh, I'll tell you about it when I get home." My voice cracks.
"Y/n are you okay???"
I hung up quickly. I really didn't feel like talking about the disappointing fact that I'm not getting the promotion I've been work on for 8 months now.

I arrive to our apartment and sigh. Once I get inside, I immediately kick off my pumps and make my way to the bedroom.

When Timothée saw me, his smile soon turned into a frown when he saw the state I was in. "Baby, why are you limping???"
"Long story Tim"
"Well... sit down because I want to hear it"

I sit down beside him, and immediately start sobbing my eyes out. Letting go of the tears I've been keeping in all day. "Oh y/n you didn't get the promotion???"
I nod at him, and he rubs my back to attempt to comfort my nerves.
"You should've seen the way they looked at me Timothée. They were staring at me like I had no idea what I was talking about. I've been working at this office for 3 fucking years. This was my dream promotion, and I didn't get it because I looked slightly disheveled? That's bullshit!!!" I place my head on his shoulder, and continue to cry. Timothée hold me tightly, listening intently.

"I'm so sorry y/n I know how badly you wanted this. If it makes you feel better, we both know you deserved that promotion more than anymore in that entire firm."
"You're right, the rejection still just stings more than anything."

"How about, I make you you're favorite pasta, we watch some movies, and forget that this entire day happened?" Timothée says to lighten the mood.

"That would be lovely Chalamet" I said sniffing.

"Great I'll go get the water boiling!"

He then runs down to the kitchen like a track star. That boy never fails to make smile during the toughest of moments.

A/N: sorry this one was kinda sad, had a cute ending ig 😫? Always down to hear y'all's thoughts n opinions 💛.