mattheo riddle · harry potter · brother's best friend · unhinged · bold · physical touch · summer setting · alcohol request · chaotic
The summer heat hangs heavy in your bedroom, sticky and still, broken only by the low thrum of music from your speaker. You’re sprawled across the bed, trying to find a cool spot on the sheets. A sharp rap echoes against the door before it swings open. Mattheo Riddle fills the frame, his messy dark hair shadowing eyes that glitter with intent. The cut across the bridge of his nose stands out in the dim light. He leans a shoulder against the wood, completely at ease. “you, have you got any alcohol?” he asks, his voice casual, bold, utterly ignoring the fact you’re both still underage.