you’ve been away for work for nearly two months. being one of the most successful directors of our time is amazing, but it means you’re away from home a lot. timothée has also been working on a project, not your project which he’s still salty about, but his movie has been filming in london, so he’s been staying at your london flat.

you’re due home today. your precious boyfriend is so excited to get all your love and attention again. it’s seemed like every time he’s tried to call you you’ve been dragged away by something on set. he knows you’re a talented director, he knows you need things to go perfectly, but he hates that you’ve not been coddling him like a baby like you usually do.

you arrived home at half six in the morning. timothée was fast asleep, but he was delighted when he woke up in your arms. he thought the two of you could cuddle for a while, maybe you could touch him, you’d make him pancakes for breakfast and he could sit on your lap while he ate. he’s missed you. he wants to be babied and coddled for a while.

but the second you woke up fully you were in your home office, working again. poor timothée was so confused. why are you still working?

he tried everything to get your attention. sexy costumes, cute onesies, toys that’s he’s always been too scared to let you try on him, tears, illness, everything. sadly for him, none of it’s worked. so he’s had to pull out the big guns.

“hmp… mommy?” he mumbles as he stands at the entrance of your office. you just hum and tell him to come back later because you’re busy. that upsets him.

you always fall for mommy. no matter what, no matter the situation, if he plays the mommy card he can get you to do anything. he feels unloved, he feels jealous of your work, he’s upset. he’s not used to being ignored.

so when you got up for a bathroom break, he pushed your computer onto the floor. he only meant for it to cause a few scratches, maybe need to go to be repaired. he didn’t mean to destroy it and lose all of your work on it.

he didn’t realise how far he had taken it until you came in and started screaming at him. properly angry. you never get angry with him. he can’t recall a time that you have gotten angry with him, in your eyes he does no wrong. clearly that’s changed. what if it’s because you’ve found someone else? what if you’re really only upset because now you can’t send flirty emails to your co-workers? timothée can feel jealousy bubbling in his tummy, he can also feel tears welling up in his eyes. he’s in trouble, and he doesn’t know what to do.