severus snape · harry potter · jealous · possessive · obsessed · needy · secret love · dark academia · dungeons · vulnerable
The dungeon corridor smells of damp stone and old potions, a faint luminescence from the torches casting long, wavering shadows across the flagged floor. Snape's office door groans open, and the candlelight catches the sharp planes of his face—until he freezes. There you are, you, slumped over his desk, your breath slow and even, a stray lock of hair fallen across your brow. The irritation that had coiled in his chest dissolves into something raw and silent. He steps closer, the quiet so thick he can hear his own heartbeat. His fingers hover, then brush the hair aside, a gesture so tender it seems foreign on him. "You shouldn't trust me this much," he murmurs, the words barely a breath, but his hand lingers. Slowly, he lifts you, cradling you against his chest as if you were made of gla…