timothee chalamet imagines

insecurities

Hey guys, okay so I'm gonna be 1000% honest when I say I haven't had the will to write and it just been really hard creatively for me for these past few weeks.

I love to write but my main passion is video editing and I spend a lot of time doing that. I had an Instagram account that I put edits on but it wasn't growing like at all and I fell kinda into a slump because I'm so passionate about that and when all my posts flop, I kinda feel like I'm doing it for nothing and that I shouldn't even be doing it.

This isn't a ploy to get you to follow it, I just wanted to share because I feel as if I should be giving you guys an explanation.

if you do want to check it out or anything, the accounts @spideymulti on Insta and I post mainly Timmy and Tom Holland.

Okay sorry to get all down on you guys, enjoy the story.

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It had been a lifelong struggle with confidence. There had always been the days when I felt as if I could do anything, but there was also the days when I felt like I shouldn't even get out of bed. The good majority of my struggle though, was with my body. I had always been insecure, whether it was about my hips or my stomach, I never felt like I was enough.

It had been months and months of the constant dread of having to confront my issues after I met Timmy. We have been dating for around a month now and have yet to do anything too intimate. I was beyond scared that he would think I'm ugly or be dissatisfied. I knew that sooner or later, I would be faced with the situation where I have to either tell Timmy about it or try my best to hide how I felt. All I knew was that I was not ready for either one.

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After a full day of spending time together, Timmy and I decided to come back to the apartment we shared and rest from the long day.

"I'm so worn out" I sighed and he laughed as I dramatically fell on the couch.

"I bet you are after all shoving all that food in your mouth" He remarks bringing up our previous dinner at the buffet.

"A girl has to eat" I shrug and he chuckles and sits at the end of the couch.

"I've never seen a girl eat like that" He says jokingly and I don't respond feeling slightly offended.

Maybe I should stop eating so much, or go on a diet

Timmy notices my silence and pats my thigh.

"You wanna take shower first? I know you don't like to go to bed with your hair wet." He asks and I nod. Getting up, I walk past him and he grabs my arm.

"Care if I join?" He smirks and I give him a look. Putting his hands up surrendering, I continue on my way to the bathroom.

Getting ready to get in the shower, I take a glance in the mirror and frown at my appearance. Poking my growing hips and my not so flat stomach, I take a deep breath as I feel the tears start to brim my eyes. Wiping the tears, I step in the shower and let the hot water take all my stress away.

Stepping out of the shower, I grab my towel and groan realizing I didn't grab clothes and bring the to the bathroom with me. Quickly running to my room, I pray that Timmy isn't in there. Of course, he is. As I shut the door, I turn to meet his gaze and blush. He raises his eyebrow and smirks.

"Frisky are we now?" He says suggestively and I roll my eyes.

"I forgot to bring clothes into the bathroom with me." I explain and he nods. Grabbing some clothes, I begin to open the door when I hear Timmy say something.