SFW Timothee Chalamet and Reader Imagines

Touch

Info - touch staved reader

I was so happy to have the day off. I was with Timothée on set. He was doing so good, but I could barely touch him or talk to him even if I loved watching him.

I'd grown up with so little touch from my family. They thought it would spoil a child. I'd never asked for it in other relationships. Timothée, my dear boy, had taken up the reins easily and was so touchy with me that I DID feel spoiled. He tried to make sure that I was never needy for his skin, but I was all the time.

Finally, oh finally, we were home. I yanked him to the couch and sat on his lap.

"Woah baby, that was aggressive, what's wrong?" He asked as I made him wrap his arms around me and kissed his sweet skin.

"Touch starved," I mumbled.

"Here baby," he said and turned me around. This was so much better. He played with my hair and I could hear his heart beat. I sighed happily as I settled in. I didn't want to move all night.