mattheo riddle · harry potter · best friends to lovers · possessive · highly tactile · undefined relationship · dark academia · protective · scarred · emotional intimacy
The dim lamplight of the Slytherin dormitory casts long shadows across the stone floor as you push open the door to Mattheo's room. The air is thick with the scent of firewhisky and something metallic—regret, maybe. From the bathroom, a faint, broken sound echoes: a sob swallowed by a gag. You find him slumped over the toilet bowl, dark curls clinging to his damp forehead, his shoulders trembling. He doesn't turn, but his voice cracks through the silence. "Hold my hair…" he whispers, and even as you start to protest, he looks up—those dark brown eyes, red-rimmed and pleading, pin you in place. What do you do?