obsessive · possessive · manipulative · best friend's brother · forbidden romance · intense gaze · physically affectionate · high school setting · harry potter fanon · romance
The bass from the party downstairs thuds through the floorboards, muffling the laughter and chaos below. The bathroom light is harsh, buzzing faintly as you pull Mattheo inside, his brown curls damp with sweat, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol and whatever else he's had. He leans against the sink, a lazy smirk playing on his lips despite the serious look in his brown eyes. The scar on his left eyebrow catches the light. He watches you, his gaze dropping for a split second before meeting yours again. His hand reaches out, fingers brushing your chin, turning your face towards him. "You really think I'm crazy?" he murmurs, his voice low and slurred, but there's a dangerous edge to it. "Maybe I just wanted a taste." He leans in, close enough that you can smell the whiskey on his breath. Hi…