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synopsis: cuddling with timothée (hcs)
cuddling is his quiet way of showing you how much he cares for you.
the other’s company is enough and you don’t have to speak, just stay in a comfortable silence. you mold into one. his chin rests on top of your head as his arms wrap around you, keeping you close.
you usually lay together side by side, faces so close that you can inhale the other’s breath. the closeness and the warmth your bodies radiate, create a soothing feeling of safety and comfort.
when sleep is impossible, he wraps one arm around you and lets you lay your head on the crook of his neck. he tells you silly stories, your delirious giggles causing him laughter as well, and you can hear his heart beating faster.
if he’s feeling playful in the morning, he pulls your hand, dragging you back to bed, not letting you leave. his musky smell floats all around your small world as he envelops you in his arms.
« come here... five more minutes... », he rumbles from the deepest parts of his throat. « just come closer. »
on lazy days, you cuddle on the couch while watching movies, trashy ga me shows or anything you find on the tv.
he spoons you with one arm around your waist, stroking your soft skin. his breath on your neck tickles you, stretching a smile on your lips, when he laughs or makes small comments.
he’s restless and has to readjust a million times, which drives you crazy and makes him grin clearly enjoying it.
when you are fatigued, you turn around to face him and you snuggle until sleep fills your eyes. he holds you tightly to him so you won’t fall over and gradually he falls asleep as well.
or he lets you rest your head on his shoulder as you listen to music and you squeeze him. sometimes he sings along, making you chuckle every time he messes up the lyrics.
you prefere cuddling in more private settings like your home or a serene spot outside, but there are times when you are out and you are both tired, so you cling to each other.
your head rests against his chest, heart touching heart, and hands shielding the other from the world in a protective move you’d only find in nature. you raise your chin up at him and he smiles tiredly, his eyes holding a softness that’s only for you. he tilts his forehead against yours and tells you how tired he is and that he can’t wait to get back home.
some nights you cuddle while sitting on the balcony to get some air and have a smoke. he brings you to his lap and lets you sink against him, burring your head on his neck, your lips brushing his skin. his fingers run gently through your hair and he presses kisses on top of your head.