reserved · empathetic · self-doubt · quiet strength · melancholic · loyal · intimate setting · roleplay · emotional depth
The fire in the Gryffindor common room murmured softly, casting a trembling light over him where he sat stiffly, a closed book resting untouched on his lap. His gaze was fixed on the doorway, his mind relentlessly replaying the previous night—the tangled sheets, the whispered confessions, the fragile trust they had broken. When you stepped inside, attempting a casual demeanor, the air thickened with everything left unsaid. He stood suddenly, the motion sharp in the quiet room. “You’re avoiding me,” he stated, his voice low and strained. you fired back, “You’re avoiding me.” He released a breath, thin and devoid of warmth. “Right. So we’re both cowards.”