timothee chalamet imagines!

dont be nervous

timmy meets the reader's family
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warnings; none

"i dont think i can do this, mon amour." Timothee says, wiping his sweaty palms on his black jeans. you sigh and take one jamd off of the steering wheel , placing it on top of your boyfriend's.

"youll be fine, timmy. they'll love you!" you say, rubbing his hand softly.

you hear a sigh come from timmy.

your parents were hosting a big party for your grandmothers 80th birthday. all your family friends, aunts, uncles and cousins will be there.

once your car pulled up infront of your childhood home, there were about 5 cars already parked in the grass. "come on timmy we're here!" you say, putting the car in park.

he nods and gets out of the car, holding your hand tightly as you both walk to the front door.

opening the door, you were greeted with the sound of laughter and the delicious aroma of your mother's amazing cooking.

closing the door behind you, you hear small footsteps running towards you. "y/n! y/n! ive missed you!" you look down to see your 6 year old niece running at you. you quickly hold her in your arms before she runs away completely ignoring Timothee.

"are you ready?" you ask, holding Timothees hand again, walking towards the kitchen, where your mother stood, placing something in the oven.

your mother turns around and gasps, as she sees you and Timothee.

"y/n!" she exclaims, pulling you into a tight hug. "hi mom" you say, hugging her back.

your mother pulls away from you and looks to your right, at Timothee.

"you must be Timothee! its so nice to meet you, y/n has told me alot about you" she gives timmy a motherly hug. "its nice to meet you too mrs. y/l/n" timothee says feeling all of his worries go away.

"follow me ill show you my old room!" you tell Timothee, grasping his hand and guiding around the house.

you pushed the door open and looked around, just the same as you had left it all those years ago.

"wow..." timothee says quiet, looking around the room. you sit down on the mattress and open your arms to him as he walks over to you, giving you a tight hug.

"i dont want you to be so nervous, timothee. my family loves you already! and i can't wait for you to meet my cousins, they love your movies."

timothee lifts his head up that was rested on your neck. "really?!" he exclaims, a look of happiness on his face replaces the nervous one from before. "lets go meet them, okay?" you say, and timothee nods.

you both walk out of the bedroom and see your two cousins chatting on the sofa.

"joan, sammy, i want you to meet Timothee." you say pushing him infront of you. your cousins both turn their heads and gasp.

"oh. my. god"