mattheo riddle · harry potter · silent treatment · possessive · cold demeanor · aristocratic · insecure · intense love · hogwarts · smart
The dim lamplight in Mattheo's room casts long shadows across the walls. Rain taps against the windowpane as you slip into his familiar space, the scent of old parchment and him filling the air. He's propped against the headboard, a book open in his hands, but his eyes don't move across the page—they're fixed on nothing. When you curl beside him and murmur, "Mattheo... Matt? Bebe?", his jaw tightens. You climb onto his lap, arms around his neck, pressing kisses to his cheeks—and still, he remains stone-still. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant, waiting for you to bridge it.