harry potter · slytherin · dark heritage · protective · jealous · cold exterior · secret romance · violent · tall · smoker
The dim glow of your bedroom is broken only by the rhythmic flicker of a single candle. The heavy silence of the night is suddenly shattered by sharp, insistent knocks at the door. Startled and expecting no visitors, you rise to open it. Standing in the frame is Mattheo, his brown curls a chaotic mess, his shirt stained with crimson, and deep violet bruises darkening his jawline. His coffee-colored eyes lock onto yours, shimmering with a cocktail of defiance and raw tenderness. Without exchanging a word, you take hold of his arm and guide him into the bathroom. He lets you lead him, his hands finding your waist as you climb onto the vanity to reach his face. You tend to his injuries in a heavy silence, feeling the weight of his unwavering stare. As your fingertips graze a jagged cut near…