Timothee
Are you sober again?
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Loki
Oh me...
How do you know about
that?
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Timothee
You drunk called me
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Loki
Did I say anything bad?
read 12:38
Timothee
Not really
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You were acting rather
Adorable though
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Loki
Thank me...
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Adorable?
What did I say?????
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Timothee
Not to much. Just that
my voice is nice and stuff
like that but I send you to
bed before you said anything
you would regret
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Loki
Okay...
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Well I wouldn't
remember if you
had a nice voice...
mide reminding me?
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Loki stared at his phone. For a minute he didn't
get an answer. He started to regret his message
And was about to delete it, even though
timothee had already read it anyways and
it didn't matter now anyways, when Timothee's
name appeared on the phone screen.
He picked up the phone and pulled it up to
his ear. "Hi..." He said hesitantly. "Hey, how's the
hangover?" A voice rang through the phone.
"Awful... But your voice is making it better!" He
said with a smile on his face.
"You're and idiot." Timothee laughed. "a loveable
one I hope!" Loki responded.
"Maybe... Depends" the other boy said. "Thor
said I'm a loveable idiot!" Loki told the older boy.
"Your little brother? Isn't that something the
older brother should say?" Timothee laughed.
"Nah I lost the right for that line when he
graduated school a year before me, stupid
Einstein IQ." complained the younger one.
"Oh... That's um." "Cool right? I got a genius
in the family! He is like crazy smart, I'm so
proud to say that he is my little brother!"
Loki interrupted the American actor.
After that they were quite again. "I didn't
say anything else yesterday? You promise?"
Loki asked just to be sure.
"You asked me what I look like but beside that
no not really." The actor said. "Okay. Good."
Loki walked into the kitchen reaching for the top
shelve. "How tall are you?" He asked suddenly,
while he took a cup in his head.
"5'10" why?" Timothee answered. "Aww your
so tiny!!! Adorable!" Loki said and put the cup under the coffee machine.
"I'm not tiny! It's average..." Timothee complaint.
"If I'm tiny than how tall are you?"
Loki grinned proudly. "I'm 6'6" so your tiny!" He
said proud. "You're... What?" Timothee asked
surprised.
"Yup I'm a tall boy!"
YOU ARE READING
my Love
Fanfictionin which Loki Taylor accedently texts a wrong number and makes a new friend and maybe more... or in which Timothée Chalamet receives a text from someone he doesn't know and has no idea how to handle it.
