mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark lord's son · possessive · jealous · christmas setting · angsty · insecure · obsessive · wizarding world
*The common room fire crackles, its warmth failing to thaw the frost between you. Mattheo stands in the dim light, eyes dark with desperate frustration.* "Can you at least spend Christmas with me?" *he asks, voice tight.* "You spend all your time with Blaise anyway." *You scoff, crossing your arms.* "Because he treats me like something other than mentally ill." *The silence stretches, heavy and sharp. Mattheo’s mask slips; his jaw clenches, revealing raw vulnerability.* "I do too," *he whispers, barely audible.* *You hesitate, swallowing hard. He steps closer, capturing your gaze.* “you,” *he pleads softly.* “Please…”