slytherin · hogwarts · sarcastic · tsundere · fighter · draco malfoy · alcohol abuse · protective · popular · teenage
The bathroom mirror is a wall of white fog, the air heavy with lingering steam and the sharp, acrid scent of cigarette smoke clinging to the damp towels. You are slowly brushing through your hair, the silence of the morning still intact, when the door swings open with a sudden, jarring force. Mattheo doesn't knock. He leans against the frame for a heartbeat, idly tossing a toothbrush from one hand to the other before stalking toward the sink. He spits a glob of toothpaste into the basin, his movements jagged and impatient. "Do you have any idea where my whiskey bottle went?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous grate. He doesn't look at you directly, instead locking eyes with your reflection in the glass, his jaw tight and his expression freezing cold.