When Y/n had wandered out her front door she didn't really know what to expect nor how the nights would go, all she knew was meeting with the cut boy with curly hair and green eyes from here French class and that was that.
She didn't expect she'd be at an arcade having a great time with him, he'd asked her out and he was cute so how could y/n say no? Her best friends wouldn't have allowed it had she been in school yesterday, so she agreed, bust she definitely did not expect that she'd be having a blast.
"I bet that I can get one of these in your mouth" Timotheé says, holding up a fry, "You definitely couldn't, you can't even get your crunched up paper into the bin" y/n teases making Timotheé scoff, "because Mrs Dupont loves changing the location of her bin every two seconds!" Timotheé protested "Chris seems to be pretty great at it" she throws back arching an eyebrow, "that's cause he plays basketball! He needs to have that hand-eye co-ordination y'know" Timotheé grumps making y/n smile, "I'm kidding! I bet you have great throwing skills" she chuckled patting his arm, "Oh hugs I'm shit at throwing things anywhere, I just like acting like I get hurt when people tell me I'm shit, cause then cute girls feel bad for me" Timotheé smirks, "Real smooth Chalamet, real smooth" y/n scoffs, flicking his forehead.
Let's go" he chuckled, standing up from his seat and dragging y/n with him "Oi! I was tryna eat those" She pouts, talking about the fires Timotheé has bought for them, "Bring them with you" he says, y/n groans, picking up the food and drinks to bring with her to wherever the hell Timotheé was taking her, "Let's play this" he says, stopping in front of a basketball game, §"If you want to lose sure" y/n says, setting down the stuff onto the table next to the machine.
"Why are you pro basketball player?" Timothy jokes, "No, but I play all the time with Tom and I've been declared champion" she smirks, "Well, unluckily for you I don't have a bad knee and we're not running around a basketball court, we're throwing balls through a net in front of us " timotheé snickered, "Shut up" y/n rolls her eyes.
Timotheé puts the money into the machine and both of them wait to get the basketballs, hands ready and waiting for them as the music plays and they both start throwing the balls at the nets as quickly as possible.
Timothy has no technique other than grab and throw, he simply grabs the ball and shoots it at whatever is in front, whether it be the net or not but it suprysingly lands him a few good points.
y/n however its even worse, she throws the ball with hardly and correlation at all, one of the balls end up in Timotheé's court and he decides he's going to take it for himself "hey! That's mine" y/n protests, reaching into his court to take it back, "nope! mine now, you've got shit aim" Timotheé smirks, "that is not how the game works" Y/n groans, going back to throwing the balls towards the net again.
"Ha! You loser!" y/n exclaims when she figures out she actually won, "Karma's a bitch!" she laughs making Timotheé roll his eyes, "It was lucky, the machines rigged or something" Timotheé groans, he always has been a bit of a sore loser.
"or maybe you just suck" y/n teased, prodding his cheek with her finger making him smile even if he wasn't particularly pleased about losing.
Though he must admit, Y/N is rather adorable when she's excited.
"Now we have to be the most cliche people ever and try to win each other a stuffed animal" She smiles, dragging him towards a claw machine, "Isn't the cliche that the guy tries to win the girl something?" Timothée , "Yeah but that cliche is out dated, plus I've seen you eyeing the purple unicorn all night" She jokes making him laugh.
"Alright, which machine are you going to" Y/N says as they stand in front of the long row of claw machines,
"I'm going to go for this one" Timothée decides, he'd gotten to know her quite well tonight, he'd known a little about her before today because they have mutual friends and they'd hung out a few times but tonight he's found out stuff he'd never known before. Though the first time they hung out together was at her house with Tom and a few others and Timothée had found out she has a weird love of pandas due to Tom's half assed house tour when she was in the bathroom where he basically just dragged everyone to look at her bedroom, which
Harry did find kind of weird.
Tom had made sure to make everyone aware of the Panda picture and had told everyone that she was somewhat upset with the animal.
And there just so happened to be a panda bear in one of the claw machines, "Alright, I'll go to the one next to it" Y/N says, fixing herself in front of one that has a mixture of all different types, both of them put in their money and wait for the music to start up before moving the claw around to dangle it above the item they're trying to get.
"Come on, come to mama" Y/N urges as the claw lifts up the stuffed turtle and moves it over a little, but it falls,
"Stupid machine!" She groans, "I'll get it this time I swear" She says more to herself but Timothée laughs nonetheless, she goes again, no luck.
And again, and again, and again. Failing each time.
She spends a good 20$ trying to win the animal despite Timothée's incessant need to tell her to just give up, why would she give up if she's already spent money trying to win it is how she sees it. Somewhere along the lines Timothée had won his, "I've got it this time T I can feel it" She smiles, "You've been saying that for the last ten minutes" He chuckles
But this time the claw doesn't let go until it's over the box, "I did it! Agh! I told you!" She squeals, throwing her arms around him before going to grab the turtle.
"So worth it" She says, handing it to Timothée , "It only took you like forty minutes" He laughs.
The two spend another hour or so at the arcade and end up gathering a good amount of tickets that they inevitably spend on sweets that they eat in Timothée car in the parking lot while they talk a little more.
Soon enough Timothée is pulling up in her driveway, "My parents are still up" She chuckles, noticing their bedroom light is still on.
"I'II walk you to the door" Timothée smiles, "You don't have to, it's lashing" She responds but Timothée simply shrugs, pushing his car door open as Y/N does the same.
" I hate rain!" She squeals as she makes a run for the porch, she runs over the grass and loses her balance as she slips on the wet mud, falling onto the ground as the rain beats against her.
"Are you okay?" Timothée asks, trying his hardest not to laugh, but then Y/N does and he can't help but to laugh too.
"Well that's not embarrassing at all" She laughs, trying to get up but she just ends up slipping again.
She and Timothée are bent over laughing for a good five minutes before he finally takes it upon himself to try and help her up.
"I can't believe you fell" He chuckles as they walk carefully to the porch, Timothée not letting go of her hand.
"I can't believe you stood laughing at me for so long" Y/N jokes, "If you saw yourself you'd get it" He laughs.
"I had a lot of fun tonight" Y/N smiles, "Me too" Timothée replies, unable to take the grin off his lips.
"I'd best be going inside before my mum has a fit" She smiles, "I'lI call you yeah?" Timothée asks making her nod, "Yeah" She agrees, but I'll call you yeah?" Timothée asks making her nod, „yeah" she agrees, but makes no move to go inside, enjoying the way Timothée's hand feels in hers.
Timothée slowly leans in, making sure he doesn't take her by too much surprise, and joins their lips together, he rests his palm on her cheek, her lips are soft almost silken and pillowy against his own, he could feel the soft tickle of her breath just under his nose.
The kiss is gentle and short, lasting no more than ten seconds.
Timothée pulls away and rests his forehead against hers, letting out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in.
"Goodnight Y/N" He smiles, delivering one last peck to her lips before walking back to his car, waving at her as she stands on her porch with wide eyes watching as he goes.
"Goodnight!" She calls over, a huge smile taking over her face, she waves at him and watches as he drives away.
"What are you doing out here? And you're soaking, you're going to catch your death out here it's so cold" She suddenly hears behind her, turning around to see her mum sticking her head out the living room window.
"I'm coming in now, I was just thinking" She says, looking down with a small smile, as she pushes the front door open, "Did you have a good time?" Her mum asks, "Yeah, I did" Y/N nods, "Go get changed, you're going to get sick" She says, giving her daughter a knowing smile as she rushes off upstairs
