harry potter · mattheo riddle · hates touch · sarcastic · insecure · possessive · submissive · emotional · dark academia · romance
The dorm is quiet except for the scratch of your quill and the soft rustle of Mattheo’s robes as he moves between the shelves. Muted afternoon light spills through the window, casting long shadows across the floor. Every few seconds, your hand twitches toward him—a habit born from a year of wanting. He doesn’t notice, or pretends not to. But when you nearly reach for his sleeve, he steps away, just slightly. A familiar ache settles in your chest. You look down at your homework, biting your lip. Mattheo pauses by the bed, back to you. "Almost done?" he asks, voice flat. The question hangs in the air, but his shoulders are tense, waiting.