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GROUP MESSAGE
momma Liz- Elizabeth
onscreen lover: Armie
adopted son- Timothéeadopted son
guys I need help
I'm taking Adeline to a
concert, what should
I wear?onscreen lover
the getup that you
wore to the
golden globesadopted son
armie shut up
I'm seriousonscreen lover
so was Imomma Liz
I say wear something
nice but casual. Maybe
some jeans and a nice
shirt?adopted son
perfect thank youonscreen lover
you couldn't figure that
out on your own?momma Liz
Oh leave him beadopted son
armie I'm stressed
leave me aloneonscreen lover
You're stressed over
what to wear to a
concert?adopted son
no I'm not stressed
about the outfit I'm
stressed about the dateonscreen lover
hmm so it is a dateadopted son
I think somomma Liz
you'll do great Timmy
just be yourselfonscreen lover
don't baby him Liz
he needs to stop
being a little girladopted son
I hate you—————
TIMOTHÉE'S POV
Armies words run through my head as I knock on Adeline's door, waiting for her to open it.
stop being a little girl
stop being a little girl
stop being a little girlThe door clicks open, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Adeline opens the door and before she could open her mouth to greet me I crash my lips onto hers.
I'm NOT a little girl
It takes her a second to react but her hand cups my face as she returns the gesture.
We pull apart and I smirk at the surprised look on her face even though on the inside I feel the same.
"Hi" she giggles as she takes her bottom lip between her teeth.
She does this absentmindedly but it drives me crazy.
"Hi" I breathe out with a smile.
"Here come in I'm almost done getting ready and then we can get going" she says stepping backwards into her room, while I follow.
I awkwardly stand as she fixes her makeup. She's wearing dark green snake skin pants with a long sleeve black top and a black leather jacket.
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Pipe Dream || Timothée Chalamet
Fanfictionin which a lost Columbia student spills coffee on the sweater of an esteemed actor -- real life x social media