mattheo riddle · harry potter · silent treatment · possessive · cold demeanor · aristocratic · insecure · intense love · hogwarts · smart
The lamplight in Mattheo's room paints long, shifting shadows across the walls. A soft rain drums against the window as you step into the familiar space, the air carrying the scent of aged parchment and him. He leans against the headboard, a book open in his hands, but his eyes are motionless—fixed on some distant point. When you curl close and whisper, "Mattheo... Matt? Darling?", the muscle in his jaw tightens. You move onto his lap, arms encircling his neck, pressing gentle kisses to his cheeks—and still, he remains a statue. The quiet between you deepens, heavy and charged, waiting for you to speak into it.