I slept in a few extra hours this morning. Timothée kept me up all night. I took today off of work. As I laid in between the sheets, I missed the presence of Timothée next to me. I felt a great need for him this morning. I wanted him close to me. I needed to acquire his company. Unfortunately, this was unfeasible giving the fact that Timmy was in his office with the door closed. Completely oblivious to the world with the exception of his work.
I tried to distract myself. I didn't want to bother him or distract him from his tasks. I made the bed and hopped in the shower, hoping that would get me back together. As I was scrubbing my skin with suds, I heard the door open, and felt the cold breeze of air hit my skin. Timothée walked in and opened the shower curtain slightly. "Good morning beautiful." He smiled and gently ran his fingers through my wet hair. "Oh Timmy I missed you. Do you wanna come in? I can wash your hair if you'd like." "Baby I wish I could. Really. But work is really hectic right now. I don't have time." I smacked my lips at his words. "Well.. why'd you come in here then?" "I just wanted to say good morning. I know you get sad when I don't." "Ugh.. I guess. Bye Timothée." "Honey, are you mad at me?" "No no it's fine. I just miss you and wish you had time." Timothée frowns at my words and tries to think of something to cheer me up. "Okay y/n. Finish your shower. Do whatever else you need to do. And come into my office. I nodded and closed the shower curtain. Finishing up while Timothée continued with work.
Once I got out of the shower I brushed my hair through and washed my face. I slipped on a old nightgown of mine, and made my way to his office. I felt myself getting giddy walking to the door. That feeling immediately stopped and my stomach dropped when I saw a note attached to it. "I'm so sorry baby. I have a unexpected meeting. Talk soon." This made me feel so extremely frustrated. I walked back to the bedroom. I know it's not his fault that work is keeping him up and busy, but I can't help wanting his attention. I decided to distract myself by watching tv. My eyes began to feel heavy a few minutes in and I began to drift off to sleep. I slept for half an hour and woke up to Timmy on the side of my bed, rubbing my back. "Mhm hey Tim." I yawn. "Hi y/n. Sorry about all that. I really am." "It's not ur fault T. I just.... want to be with you. I miss you a lot. I don't care what we're doing. As long as it's with you it's fine." "Okay well... how about this? I have about 20 minutes of a break. We can cuddle for a little bit, just you and me and then I got to get back to script reading." "Oh.." "But, you can come with me. We can run through the script together. Go over some lines. It would be so helpful to me. And we can spend time together. How about that?" "I think that's great. Let's do it." "Good?" "Good." He lays down next to me and I wrap myself around his torso. I'm usually not this needy and wanting of physical touch, but something about this day was different. "You better now?" Timothée asks in the nape of my neck. "A lot better." "All I wanted." He kisses the sides of my neck and I held him tightly against me.
After the twenty minutes was up we made our way to his work room. I helped him run over lines and make annotations. At the end of the day we both got what we wanted. Being with him is all I could ask for.
a/n: yeah don't like this one. But I just felt like writing so I whipped this up. Love you.
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