SFW Timothee Chalamet and Reader Imagines

Gold Digger

Warning - judging someone, non famous reader, anxiety

I was very nervous to be going to Kid Cudi's party with Timothée. I wasn't famous and it made me very anxious. I didn't know what Cudi would think of me. On one hand, I'd always thought it was sweet Timmy had gotten to be friends with one of his favorite artists, but I didn't personally listen to him, so I didn't know much about him.

"I'm worried he won't like me," I said, clinging to Timothée.

"I'll stay close all night, don't worry," he said, patting my hand. "I'm just excited to show you off."

"Show me off, what's there to show off about me?" I asked.

"Oh, just everything," he chuckled, and kissed my cheek.

Once there, the conversation seemed to flow very easily, I just wasn't really speaking a lot.

"Cudi, check out this ring I bought her," Timmy said, showing off the custom made ring, I'd begged him not to buy me, for our six months anniversary.

"Huh, interesting, looks expensive," he muttered.

"Only the best for my girl," Timothée said, and nuzzled his nose into my neck. I was goosebumps all over.

"I've gotta go to the bathroom, it's to the left right?" He asked Cudi.

"You know it," he said.

I sat awkwardly.

"I bet you're one happy lady," Kid Cudi chuckled.

"Wh-why?" I asked.

"Whipping one of the highest paid actors of our generation," he shrugged.

"You think he's whipped for me," I said, heart doubling in size at the idea.

"Isn't that your plan?" He asked.

"What plan?"

We sat in silence for a little. He was staring at me pensively.

"I do have a question," I said, moving a bit closer.

"What?" He asked.

"I like him so much, I never know what to get him. He has everything. I know I don't have as big of a budget as him, but I'm really worried about his birthday coming up. I just need to get him something he likes, because, b-because I'm gonna tell him I love him."

"Well, shit," Kudi sighed.

"What? I asked worriedly.

"Now I look like an asshole, you are a good girl after all," he said.

"What we're you taking me for?" I asked curiously.

"Gold digger, I got to protect my boy, I'm sorry," he said.

"It's okay, I want him protected too," I said and we both smiled.

"What are we all talking about?" Timothée asked.

"How y/n is in love with you," Cudi grinned.

"Scott!" I said in horror, using his real name.

"Good thing I'm in love with her too," Timothée said, and kissed me gently.