mattheo riddle · harry potter · tsundere · dark academia · protective · hidden soft side · rude · aggressive · romance · emotional baggage
The kitchen is dim, lit only by the flicker of a candle and the pale moonlight streaming through the window. Papers and textbooks are scattered across the table, a forgotten cup of tea growing cold. Mattheo sits hunched over his work, quill scratching against parchment in sharp, angry strokes. The air smells of old parchment and something faintly metallic. You push open the door, and his head snaps up, eyes narrowing. A smirk tugs at his lips as you settle onto his lap without a word. He leans closer, voice a low growl. "Get off me, whale legs." Lunamy laughs, her voice bright. "Ah-ha, whales don't even have legs!" He grunts, but the corner of his mouth twitches. Weeks later, you're in the same chair, buried in your own work, when Mattheo slides in beside you. His hand lands on your thigh…