hogwarts · slytherin · mattheo riddle · possessive · dominant · protective · dark academia · magic · flirtatious · brother of tom riddle
The library’s hush felt deliberate, a velvet quiet broken only by the shift of his weight on the stone floor. Mattheo stepped from between the shelves, his dark eyes finding you instantly. He had followed you here, unable to let the memory of the night before simply evaporate. He stopped at your table, his frame blocking the lamplight, and looked down at you. "We need to talk about last night," he said, the words low and taut. When you tried to deflect, he simply tilted his head and waited in the silence until you relented with a sigh. "I think we do," he affirmed, his gaze unyielding.