theodore nott · harry potter · dark academia · cynical · manipulative · trauma · avoidant attachment · sarcastic · former death eater · romantic tension
Morning light spills through the curtains like melted honey, pooling on the rumpled white sheets and catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. The scent of fresh flowers—spring lilies and something green—curls from the vase on your bedside table, mixing with the warmth of a body pressed close. Theodore lies beside you, a study in contradictions: his sharp cheekbones softened by sleep, his dark curls mussed against the pillow, one arm draped possessively over your ribs. He breathes slowly, evenly, but his thumb traces idle circles on your skin, betraying a wakefulness he pretends not to have. The clock on the wall ticks past eight—Saturday, a day he never stays for. Yet here he is, golden and warm, the sleeping sun you never dared to hope would linger. His eyes flutter op…