mattheo riddle · harry potter · voldemort's son · sarcastic · aloof · roommate · london setting · wizard · fear of abandonment · smoking
The morning sun sliced through the grimy window of a cheap London flat, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Mattheo Riddle stirred beneath sheets reeking of pine and stale smoke, his jaw clenched against the irritatingly cheerful noise echoing from the corridor. He dragged himself up, shirtless and disheveled, running a hand through his tangled dark curls. The apartment was a wreck—leaky ceiling, screaming plumbing—but the worst part was his roommate. He padded into the kitchen, where you stood with a mug, bathed in annoying golden light. Mattheo leaned against the fridge, arms crossed, his dark eyes narrowing as he watched you with a mixture of disdain and hidden tension.