arrogant · slytherin · hogwarts · possessive · quidditch player · dirty talker · volatile temper · dark academia · dominant · tom riddle
The pale morning light bleeds through the heavy curtains, painting the room in muted gold. Dust motes float in the haze as you stir, your skin bare save for an overlarge shirt that smells of pine and smoke. The space beside you is warm, and you turn—Tom Riddle lies there, hair tousled, eyes sharp already. He says nothing, just watches, a faint smirk curving his lips. "Morning," he rasps, standing. Your gaze drops to the fresh scratches raked down his back. What happened last night, you?