timothee chalamet imagines

pregnant

I couldn't find any pic of Timothée with a kid so I got a pic of him with a KID cudi
ha I'm so lame, I'm sorry
no but really if there is a pic of him with a child someone pls send it to me :)))
the idea of Timmy being a dad makes me so freaking soft so this will probably become a series oof
Y/BF/N = your best friends name

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It had been a horrible morning. Now currently sitting besides the toilet you were contemplating going to the doctor to get some medication for the flu. Grabbing a thermometer from a drawer I popped it in my mouth. Looking in the mirror, I noticed that I looked perfectly normal. Usually when you are sick, you look sick. The thermometer beeped signaling it was done. Pulling it out of my mouth I looked and saw a perfectly normal temperature.
"That weird" I mumbled.
Putting the thermometer away, I walked out of the bathroom assuming that maybe I had just ate something bad. Suddenly my phone starting ringing.
Looking down at it I saw
Y/bf/N is calling.....
"Hey" I greeted when I answered the phone.
"Hey Y/N, you busy today?" He/She asked.
"Not really. But I threw up so I think I should probably stay home and rest." I tell him/her
"The flu?" they question
(A/n im just using they. I'm not writing him/her out 500 times oof)
"Actually I don't know. I have no fever." I say and they hum in response.
"Oh my gosh, have you and Timmy like had sex recently." They asked
"I mean yeah, but what does tha- OH MY GOD" I exclaimed realizing what they meant.
"Go get a pregnancy test girl." They tell me as I start to panic.
"I have to go, bye!" I hang up and grab my keys. I don't even care that I'm a mess. I needed to get to CVS.
After buying about 5 different pregnancy tests and having about 25 panic attacks, I was finally home. To say I was calm would be a blatant lie. I ran into the bathroom and ripped all the packages open and got to work.
(a/n I'm not going through the process, y'all know how that shit works lmao)
Pacing the living room, my breath was unsteady. I decided it would be best to call Timmy. Even if they were negative, I would still like to see him. I pull out my phone and dial his number. He answers quickly.
"Hey babe. What's up" he says and I calm myself.
"Hey could you like come over" I say trying to sound normal.
"Yeah sure. Everything okay?" He asks concerned
"Yep, everything's just peachy(🍑💦)" I grinned
"Okay, I'll be there in like 15 minutes." He said and I mumbled a bye hanging up. Looking at the time I realized that the test should be done by now. Taking a deep breath, I walked into the bathroom. My heart was beating faster than I think it ever has. Looking down I grabbed the pregnancy tests.
positive
positive
positive
positive
positive
My breath hitched. Tears quickly came to my eyes as I panicked.
What if Timothée leaves? He's gonna hate me.
My mind was racing. I looked in the mirror. My face was splotchy and my eyes were red. I needed to calm down before Timmy got here. I wiped my tears and tried to calm my breathing. Taking the pregnancy tests and sticking them in the bottom drawer of my cabinet. I went down to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I stabled myself by putting my hands on the counter. I was torn out of thought when I heard the door open.
"Hey baby, I'm here and I brought lunch!" He yells and I put on a fake smile.
"Yay!" I cheer and he frowns. My face must still be red.
"Y/N, what's wrong." He comes up to be touching my face.
"I'm fine, let's eat!" I said urgently avoiding his gaze.
"Okay, but you are telling me what's wrong after." He pressed and I ignored it.
           Once we were done eating, Timmy couldn't stop looking at me. Not in a cute romantic way either. Like when you do something bad and your parents are disappointed in you kinda look. I sighed and his eyes widened.
"So you gonna tell me or are we just gonna sit here?" He asks and I look up.
"I don't know what you are talking about" I say aloofly.
"Y/N, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Why were you crying? Did someone do something." He interrogates
"No, I'm fine. Stop asking me" I tell him trying not to get annoyed.
"Fine." Oh no he did not.
"Fine." I remark and he looks up at me
"FINE" we both say at the same time. We both start cracking up.
"Damnit Y/N! Why can't I stay mad at you?" He says and I smile.
"Because I'm so gosh darn cute." I joke and he laughs.
"You aren't wrong." He simply states and I get up throwing away my garbage.
"I'll be back, I have to go to the bathroom." He says and I nod. He heads off to the bathroom while I head to find something good on TV.
               After about 5 minutes, he's still not back.
I get worried and head towards the bathroom. Opening the door I find Timmy staring in the bottom drawer. I quickly close it with my foot.
"Why are you snooping" I say pretending like that didn't just happen.
"Y/N" he looks up at me and I keep on playing oblivious.
"Seriously, privacy" I laugh and usher him out of the bathroom.
"Y/N" he says quietly and I stay silent. I know he saw them. Tears start to flood my eyes. I look at the floor not being able to keep eye contact.
"I'm sorry" I whisper and look up at him. His eyes are filled with tears too. I bring my hand up to wipe his face and he leans into my hand.
"Why are you sorry." He asks quietly.
"Because I'm pregnant" I say plainly. He already knows but me saying it has an even deeper effect. He pulls me into his chest. My silent tears turn into sobs. All the while Timmy is silent. His lips press to my head as he holds me tightly.
"Y/N you know I love you right." He whispers and I nod into his chest.
"Then why didn't you tell me." He asks quietly. I pull back and look at him.
"I just found out this morning. I wanted to wait, I guess. I didn't want to ruin things." I explain and his eyes drop.
"Why would you think this would ruin anything." He questions and I shrug.
"We weren't planning for kids. We hadn't even talked about them. I didn't want you leaving me." Tears are coming out of his eyes to.
"Baby, I would never leave you." He tells me and I pull him back into a hug. He holds me close and runs his hand through my hair.
"I know this wasn't planned. And I know you are scared. But I'm gonna be here for you every step of the way. I love you and nothing could ever change that." He tells me and I look up at him.
"That baby is gonna be the 2nd love of my life and I can't wait to raise it with the 1st" He whispers and I pull him into a kiss. He holds my face and I settle into his touch. It wasn't anything sexual or lustful. It was passionate and loving. Pulling back I sniffled as he wiped his tears.
everything was going to be okay.

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okay but like dad!timmy is my favorite thing omfg
-Bay
I've been thing I might like do a get to know the author or something like that.