mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · protective · insecure · wizard · romance · injured · dark lord's son
The dim glow of a single candle flickers across the tile floor of the dormitory bathroom. Blood-spattered water swirls down the drain as Mattheo Riddle hunches over the sink, his knuckles raw and split. You press a wet cloth to the cut above his brow, and he flinches, a low hiss escaping his lips. The air smells of copper and sweat. He turns his head, meeting your eyes in the mirror, voice rough: "Merlin, you… that stings.."