Falling
A fanfic—or at least, that’s what I think it is?
It’s past midnight and they are finally inside the car, a chauffeur driving them to Timmy’s place in East Village before dropping Armie at his hotel.
“Someone was making a scene,” Armie says with a smirk on his face. Timmy knows what his friend is referring to and instantly blushes.
“I’m telling you, that chair was so unstable!” he laughs, covering his face with both hands in jest.
“Well, that wouldn’t be the first time you fell in front of me,” Armie replies. His playful blue eyes suddenly rest on Timmy’s face.
“Ah, of course. That eventful day in Crema.”
Months ago, they were shooting an outdoor scene where they had to bike around the city, and in one take, Timmy lost his grip.
“I’m glad you’re okay, though.” Armie lets out a chuckle.
“The pasta dinner that night at Il Ridottino did help alleviate the embarrassment.” Timmy steals a glance to the imposing man beside him. “And, um. That thing afterward, too.”
They look at each other with a faint smile, as if trying to conceal a secret.
“I can do that thing again if you want,” Armie teases. He takes a look at his watch. “But maybe it’s a bit too late now for that.”
The car takes a left turn and stops in front of Timmy’s building.
Timmy hesitates a bit before saying, “No. There’s no such thing as too late.” He grabs Armie’s wrist and leads him out of the car. “Okay, Timmy, if you’re not tired...”
“You know, Arm,” Timmy says as they climb the building’s exterior stairs. “If I have to fall in front of you so that we get to do this, I’d do it every day.”
Before they enter, Armie stops Timmy on his track, placing his both hands on the young man’s shoulder.He looks at his dear friend with a warm gaze. Timmy, the one who has changed the course of his life.
“You don’t have to do that, Tim” he smiles, strengthening his grip on Timmy’s shoulders. “I think we have fallen for one another too many times. And it’s reason enough.”
Armie pauses and looks around the sleepy neighborhood. “Okay, Tim, chop chop. Let’s get upstairs.”
Timmy grins and buzzes themselves in.










