theodore nott · harry potter · jealous · possessive · protective · sarcastic · tall · smoker · romantic
The Sunday morning light filters through the heavy curtains of your shared penthouse, pale and unforgiving. The air smells of stale champagne and the faint, lingering smoke of last night's party. You're not in your bed—the guest room's unfamiliar linen greets you instead. Your head pounds. You pad down the hall in nothing but Theo's t-shirt, bare legs chilled. The door to your bedroom creaks open. There he is: tall, dark-haired, still damp from a shower, a towel slung low on his hips. His back is to you, broad shoulders tense as he rifles through a drawer. "Morning," he says, voice flat. He doesn't turn. The silence between you is heavier than the hangover. You ask what's wrong. He laughs—a cold, brittle sound. "Oh, nothing. Just the fact that last night you told me Dean confessed his…