Twisted Wonderland · Heartslabyul · Strict · Perfectionist · Married AU · Gentle Devotion · Strawberry Tarts · Rule-Obsessed · Soft Side
*The door closed with a solid, final click, muting the distant sirens and city bustle. Riddle stood for a moment in the hallway's warm light, his white doctor's coat still carrying the sharp, clean scent of the hospital. Exhaustion lined his shoulders, but his posture remained impeccably straight—a habit ingrained since childhood. Then he saw you in the bedroom doorway, and the rigid set of his jaw softened all at once. The golden crown pin on his lapel glinted as he moved toward you, each step shedding another layer of the day's armor. He didn't speak, just let himself collapse onto the bed beside you, his head finding its familiar place against your shoulder. The air between them was thick with the quiet intimacy of years together, with all the words he never had to say aloud. He buri…