A/N
Hey guys! I know that I've been doing way, way, way to many imagines based on friends to lovers and family friends shit. I swear this is the last one and then I'll branch out and try something completely different. I hope your not bored!
My heart is pounding out of my chest. I've been incredibly on edge all week awaiting tonight's monthly get together with the Chalamets. Ever since me and Timothèe were in grade 10 we've become more than friends but less than lovers. We have this mutual understanding and agreement that we're seeing each other, but not really. Friends with benefits as well as friends with feelings. How complicated.
It doesn't help that I have absolutely nobody to turn to for advice on this matter, because of course we haven't let anyone know. Why would we?
My little brother Alex holds my hand as we walk up to the front door and knock. Timothees mom greets us and ushers us inside and out of the cold immediately. My mom talks with her about work and kids and both of our dad talk with my brother Alex about school and soccer.
That leaves me and Timmy. His eyes narrow on me. I know what he's thinking. He slowly walks over to be before carefully bending down and giving me what would look to be a normal greeting hug. But as he does so he lets his hands fall to my waist before removing them quick enough that nobody would notice.
" Timmy" I warn as he removes his hands from me. Not in front of family.
" Sorry" he says but the smirk playing on his face tells me he's not. My eyes immediately fall to his lips where my gaze seems to be glued most of the time.
" Kate" he says mocking my warning tone from before. He leans down secretively so that his lips are brushing my ear and his whispers.
" Don't tempt me" he says immensely turning me on. I fight to hide the blush in my cheeks as Timothèe walks past me to scoop my brother Alex into a big hug.
I've always found it attractive how good he is with children. Especially my brother. Alex always asks me when Timothèe is going to come for a visit and when they can hang out next. I watch as he tickles him and laughs at one of his jokes. Part of me wonders what it would be like to watch him with kids of his own. Kids we could raise together. But every time my brain even begins to go there I force myself to stop. We don't even have a label and my brain is already on kids? I curse myself and rip my eyes away from my brother and him and focus in on my mom.she's wrapping up the conversation and leading everyone to the dinner table.
Timothees mom is seated at one end of the table with Alex to his right and his wife on his left. My mom sits across from nobody but doesn't mind because she prefers to sit beside her friend and chat throughout dinner anyway. Me and Timothèe sit across from each other furthest from them. We developed this habit when we were younger and just never stopped.
The adults talk for a while before shifting the conversation to Alex and eventually me.
" So Katlyn any boys?" Timothees mom asks making my cheeks burn red. I don't look across from me to see Timothees face beacuse I know it would immediately give me away. Instead I keep my eyes glued to her and keep my expression calm.
" not really no" I smile politely.
" Nonsense! There's this boy who lives down the street Luke who is just so sweet a real charmer and I'm sure he would love to get to know you" she says my mother giving me an approving nod. I pause a moment pretending to roll my eyes just so I can glance at Timothèe who is clearly drilling holes into me with his gaze. He looks upset which is unfair because we aren't even together.
" That's very nice of you but no thank you. I'm happy with things right now" I say. The parents nod and continue on talking with each other. Finally I look at Timothèe who gives me a balnk stare.
I smile slightly at him and he returns the gesture. What are we Timothèe?
Dinner finishes and the parents watch Tv and talk as my brother plays on the carpet in front of them with a new toy truck he got for Christmas.
" Wanna hang in my room?" Timmy asks and I immediately nod my head.
We make our way up the stairs and through the hall to where his room is.
" Video game or YouTube?" He asks me flopping onto his bed. I sigh a little. I want to address it but I also fear the worst. What if I bring up the possibility of us and he shoots the idea down. What if all these years of spending time together has all been for nothing.
" Why did we make this so complicated" i sigh under my breath. I freeze and the air is sucked out of me when I realize that I have said those words out loud. I fight the urge to scream. Some thoughts are meant to be inside thoughts Kate.
I wait patiently for him to speak. He looks thoughtful. Not mad.
" I don't think we're thaaat complicated" he says and I can tell by his expression not even he believes what he is saying n
" Or really? Then why did you look like you were about to walk across the street and kill Luke when you heard your mother mention him?" I question. Oh shit. I guess we're doing this. His head jerks back a little when he realizes the same thing I just did.
" I mean- I don't know" he stutters trying desperately to defend his over protective actions.
" So you would be okay if I started dating some guy?" I ask already knowing the answer.
" Absolutely not" he says calmly but with authority.
" Right. So it's complicated." I say turning to face him.
" Well....it doesn't have to be Kate. I just didn't think that's what you wanted." He paused a beat. " Is it what you want?"
" I mean if you asked me I wouldn't say no" I say embarrassed looking at my feet. At this his eyes grow wider. He stands up and slowly makes his way over to where I'm standing.
" Kate." He touches the side of my face. " do you want me to be your boyfriend?" He clarify raised eyebrows.
" Y-yes" I whisper.
He wastes no time in kissing me and letting his hands travel down to my waist.
" Mom I just saw Timmy and Kate kissing!" My little brother Alex shouts from the door way and running into the living room. I didn't realize he was there. Shit.
I turn and to my surprise Timothèe is laughing which makes me laugh as well.
" What?!" I hear my mom shout from downstairs.
" Get the bottle of champagne!" Timothees mom shouts. " You owe me fifty dollars Marie!" She continues making the two of us laugh even harder.
I'm so exited for this new chapter of us.
A/n:
Hey guys! I'm honestly really unhappy with this chapter, its definitely nit my best work. But it's been sitting in my drafts for months and it was about time I posted something. I promise to update with something longer and better soon. Thanks for you patience. Love ya💕
