you can’t stay mad at timothée. it might have something to do with the fact that he’s absolutely gorgeous. or maybe it’s because he’s the love of your life. whatever it is, you can’t stay mad at the pretty boy.

whenever you have big arguments, you always make up within minutes. you’ll be sat silently next to each other and he’ll move half a centimetre, catching your attention. it’ll make you notice him again and immediately you’re kissing down his tummy.

you had the biggest fight of your relationship today. screaming, crying, it got a little physical. timothée expects everything to be normal in ten minutes, but an hour goes half. then another. then another. radio silence. he doesn’t like that.

why aren’t you kissing his tummy and apologising even though it was his fault like normal?