Fighting with Timmy Part 5
Ok so this was requested so so so so many times (which I loved so much omg!!!), so I figured it was a good way to come back from my hiatus. Finals are officially over and I’m feeling great. As always, keep the requests coming (I may take a while to respond to some because I have a lot to do and I’m kinda a mess lol)!!!!
You were scared at the thought of what Timmy might say, but if there was any chance you two could salvage your relationship, you would take it. Anything is better than nothing. “Timmy, tell me whatever, I’m not giving up on us - nothing could stop me from loving you and wanting to be with you. You need to know that before we start saying anything that could change our minds.” He nodded his head and put his hand under his chin backwards - something he always did when he was nervous or upset. “Y/n, this is really really hard to say, I actually can’t believe I’m going to say this to you, but I know I was meant to act. You know when you can feel it? You must. I also feel like you’re my soulmate, there’s nobody I will ever feel this way with. Nobody.”
That sounded like a good thing, but Timmy still looked very upset and conflicted, his hands were still clenched in his lap, making you scared for what he had coming next. “Ok, so this is the fucking difficult part,” he said quietly, almost like he was hoping you wouldn’t hear, never wanting to hurt you, but knowing he had to. “I know I can’t live without acting. I might see something in the future in a movie and know that I could’ve done a better job or wish that that could’ve been me, and I don’t want to resent you for that. I don’t want to think of you as someone who has held me back or, god forbid, has taken away my happiness.”
You understood what he was saying, but you didn’t want to believe it, how could you. You knew that the two of you were meant to be, he was a part of you as much as you were a part of him. He was the only person you could picture yourself with as long as you live, there was nobody like him in the whole world. The tears in your eyes were brimming at your waterline, but you knew you had to keep them in because Timothée already felt so terrible, it was obvious. He kept looking at you like he just wanted to hold you and for everything to go away, but he knew he couldn’t. You could tell because he kept taking long pauses before continuing to talk or taking deep breaths and trying to keep himself from choking out a sob. His eyes were darting back and forth, his eyebrows screwed up together, his whole face contorted.
“T, I won’t hold you back, c’mon please just think about what you’re saying. I won’t hold you back ever. I just want to be with you, even if that means not seeing you for a few months while you’re filming or on a press tour, I can deal with that. I don’t care, I trust you. Anything is better than never fucking seeing you again. Literally anything. But if you think you’d be happier without me, please just tell me now.” It was difficult to get those words out because you didn’t want to hold him back if he thought you would, but you don’t know what you would do without him. “Don’t sugarcoat it, T, that’ll just make things worse.” You were both crying now, but his tears were much slower and not as loud as your sobs. That was always how he cried though, silently and slowly, he just let the tears fall and never wiped them off.
“Y/n, you make me the happiest I will ever be in a relationship, you know that. There’s absolutely no fucking doubt about that.” “Then what’s the problem, T? Why are you still so upset?” “Because it’s not that simple, y/n. I think I can deal with never dating again or never being this happy in a relationship because I know that what we have is unique. Most people have long, successful relationships without this much passion, that’s just the reality.” “I-I don’t understand,” you voice broke as you suppressed your urge to yell at him, to tell him he wasn’t making any sense. Your tears were flowing so quickly and heavily now that the top of your shirt was soaking from wiping your cheeks so many times.
“What I mean is I think I can live without you, y/n. I know it will fucking destroy me, but I think I can. I can’t live without acting, there’s no other way to say it. I’m sorry.”
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