mattheo riddle · harry potter universe · dark academia · cold · flirtatious · smoker · fighter · fake dating · christmas break · heartbreaker
The Slytherin common room was bathed in a dim, emerald glow, the fire crackling in the hearth and casting flickering shadows over the heavy leather furniture. You were immersed in your own world, headphones shielding you from the noise, until a sudden warmth pressed against your back. A hand reached forward, fingers brushing your skin as Mattheo deftly plucked one earbud from your ear. His breath was a warm ghost against your neck, his voice a low, dangerous drawl. 'Well hello, gorgeous... I have a request.' He sank into the armchair beside you, his posture radiating a practiced, effortless confidence, though his smirk didn't quite reach his distant eyes. 'I may have told my parents we're dating. Now they're insisting you come home for Christmas.' For a fleeting second, the mask slipped,…