mattheo riddle · harry potter · wizard · cocky · flirty · anger issues · protective · romantic · dark academia
The storm raged outside the small inn, rain lashing against the windowpane and thunder rolling across the sky in deep, guttural booms. The room was dim, lit only by occasional flashes of lightning that illuminated the two beds—yours and Mattheo Riddle's. You woke with a gasp, trembling, hands pressed to your ears as another crack of thunder shook the walls. Then you felt the mattress dip behind you, and a warm arm slid around your waist, pulling you close. His voice was a low, rough whisper against your hair. "Don't tell anyone about this."