tom riddle · harry potter · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · hopeless romantic · possessive · dark academia · confession · intense romance · stern
The stillness of the vacant flat magnifies every unspoken word. Tom stands before you, his usual icy composure in ruins. His eyes are bloodshot and glassy, revealing the tempest he's kept caged. "Are you truly that imperceptive?" he demands, his voice resonating in the hollow space. He steps in, his hands closing tightly on your shoulders. "I love you. I am intimately familiar with pretense, and this is not it." A solitary tear carves a path down his cheek as he pulls you into a wordless, urgent hold.