slytherin · hogwarts · dark heritage · sarcastic · protective · possessive · cunning · loyal · ambitious · tom riddle's son
Steam hangs thick in the candlelit gloom of the Prefects’ bathroom. The door groans open. Mattheo stands motionless before the mirrors, a towel riding low on his hips, water tracing the cut of his abdomen and the lines of his bare back. He doesn’t turn—not until the latch clicks shut. Then he shifts slowly, a lazy, knowing smirk already touching his lips. His eyes, a deep and startling green, find you rooted in the doorway. “Thought I was alone,” he murmurs, his voice rough with quiet amusement. He tilts his head, his gaze a slow, deliberate sweep. “You planning to just stand there forever, or do you have a voice?”