#timothe

Lorenzo has been flirting with you all dinner; lifting his shirt, showing his toned abs, mumbling “innocent” comments in your ear, watching you with this piercing blue eyes. All of this to piss off Timothée, who’s been watching everything and not uttering a word.

If he only knew, when everyone leaves you’ll be crawling to his arms, whispering to all the things you want him to do you.

Montaseaul Royals

Afternoon, Vissard Manor 

Duke and Duchess of Vissard

Okay I’ll try and post more here as well as Albion. I won’t promise but I will try! 

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Transcript below!

(angst)

Recomendation: read while listening to Stan ten feet away from me by Sam tompkins: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsSBzTjb6Mw

I looked out the window watching the leaves fall off the trees, the colors changing  from orange to brown announcing the arrival of autumn. Tim and I had been friends for almost three years, and the first time I looked at him I knew I would do anything, be anything to make him the happiest, but there’s only so much the heart can take. Watching the leaves fall off the trees felt like watching my heart fall to the ground and root. 

No matter how many times I lied to myself that it was just a silly crush I always caught myself wanting to be the one for him, but to Tim I was his best friend, the girl he could always count on. 

“So what's going on?” Tim asked me, looking at me with those piercing green eyes. 

“I... “ my throat felt dry, caught with the unspoken truth “There’s something I need to say” I said making my way to the couch, my heart pounding on my ears and my legs feeling like jello. 

“Tell me then” he sat beside me, giving me his full attention. That’s one of the things I loved the most about him, there was something about the way he carried himself, his calm demeanor and how he never rushed things.

“I can't do this anymore” I said looking at my hands, feeling hopeless 

“What do you mean?”Timothée asked, not understanding.

“I can’t be your friend anymore, it’s too painful, think it would be better if we kept our distance for a while” I looked at him, his eyes filled with ache and confusion. 

“Why are you saying this?  Was it something I did or said?” He asked, taking my hands in his.

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong, that’s the problem, you have been a great friend, but it’s too hard to wait around for you to want me, I don’t think you ever will” I confessed 

“You love me?” he ask unsure, his hands faltering a bit 

“Yes” I admitted out loud for the first time in three years. I looked at him again, his eyes all over my  face and his mouth agape trying to form a sentence.

“You don’t have to lie to spare my feelings” I felt the tears rolling freely down my face.

“I wasn’t going to,” he said, looking at our hands. “ Is there something I can do to change you mind?” 

“Just give me some time for my heart to catch up with my brain” I took my hands out of his.

“I’m sorry I hurt you this way” he said sincerely, fresh tears in his eyes and I felt my heart break all over again. 

“It’s not your problem Timmy, you never did anything wrong” I said standing from the couch and making my way to the door.

“Y/n...” Tim called from across the room his eyes filled with all the things he couldn’t say, how it pained him that there was nothing he could do to change your mind

“Goodbye Tim” I looked at him one last time and closed the door.

Hope you guys like it, feel free to dm for imagines and shoud I post part 2?