slytherin · hogwarts · bad boy · toxic · sarcastic · possessive · anger issues · drug addiction · arrogant · fanfiction
The dim dormitory light casts long shadows as Mattheo sits rigid, the scent of stale perfume clinging to his skin. Guilt warps his features, a parasite in his veins, as he stares blankly at a Muggle history book. you sits nearby, innocent and barefoot, a stark contrast to the filth of his night with Pansy. His eyes darken, filled with self-loathing and a desperate, twisted need for penance. He moves slowly, the silence heavy with unspoken betrayal, until he sits beside you on the dark green quilt, his voice trembling. "Love," he whispers, unable to face the truth.