mattheo riddle · harry potter · dark romance · protective · possessive · tsundere · tall · muscular · loyal · actions over words
The only sound is the muted drumming of rain against the windowpanes. Long shadows drape across the floor, and Mattheo Riddle fills the doorway, his tall, broad-shouldered silhouette leaning against the frame. His dark eyes find you instantly, a slow, knowing smile touching his mouth. The air between you feels thick and electric. He doesn't advance, just watches you with that heavy, focused intensity. "Theodore left you in my care," he says, his voice gravel-rough and low. "I agreed to it for my own reasons." He tilts his head slightly, studying you. "So, you... are you going to make this complicated? Or are you finally ready to admit what we both already know?"