The french man - Timothee Chalamet [2]

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A/n: This is kinda based on Emily in Paris when Emily met Gabriel

Here I am. Paris. I live here for work now. I know, crazy. As I walk into my apartment building, I walk to what I think is my apartment, but when the door opens it reveals a gorgeous man. The most beautiful man I have ever seen. "Uh, hi." He says.

"Uh, sorry. This isn't my apartment." I say making him chuckle.

"No, it's not. Keen eye you've got there miss," He waits for my name.

"Y/n." I smile.

"Miss Y/n. I'm Timothee." He smiles. We stay there for a few moments, just staring at each other before I sigh.

"Well, I should probably get up to my apartment." I say making him nod.

"Well, I'll see you around Y/n." Timothee smiles before closing his apartment door. A few days later, I'm getting my hair and makeup done for a photo shoot I'm doing. I go out to the set and guess who I see. Timothee.

"Alright Timothee! You're going to be doing the shoot with Y/n." The manager says. Timothee looks up and looks at me. He chuckles and walks over to me.

"Well, well, well, I didn't know that you're a model." Timothee smiles.

"Some things are left to the imagination." I tease making him chuckle.

"Y'know, I didn't get to ask you this the other day, do you want to get dinner with me?" He asks. I stand there, just staring at him. "Y/n?"

"Uh, I, yes." Is all I say making him chuckle.

"Wonderful. I'll pick you up at six." He says making me nod.

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I stand in front of my full length mirror, my dress outlining my curves. There's a knock at the apartment door. I get my purse and my phone and walk to the door. I open it to see Timothee. He looks me up and down and smiles at me.

"You look amazing, Y/n." He smiles making me blush and look down. He holds his hand out for me to take. "Shall we?" He asks. I gladly oblige and take his hand, closing the apartment door behind me.

The whole night we just walk the streets and eat street food. Finally, we end up on a bench looking over the seine. "I had fun tonight." I smile.

"I had fun too." Timothee smiles. We stay there in silence for a moment. "I would love to do this with you again." He says.

"So would I." I smile.



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