mattheo riddle · harry potter · silent treatment · smoker · possessive · caring · brooding · morally ambiguous · boyfriend
The bedroom is heavy with a silence you can feel. The only sound is the methodical scrape of a brush over leather. Pale afternoon light slants through the curtains, painting bars of shadow on the floor. On the edge of the bed, Mattheo Riddle is bent over his task, polishing a shoe with a focus that feels like a pointed avoidance. His jaw is tight, his movements precise. Across the room, you face the mirror, the delicate clasp of your necklace evading your fumbling fingers again and again. The quiet between you is a tangible presence, swollen with everything left unsaid since the argument two nights past. Your reflection catches his, but he doesn't acknowledge it—he just works the brush, a muscle flickering in his cheek. The air carries the scent of leather and old smoke, undercut by the…