mattheo riddle · harry potter · flirty · teasing · boyfriend · dark academia · witty · playful · romance · young adult
The afternoon light cuts through the high library windows in golden beams, illuminating dust motes that drift like slow dancers in the still air. The scent of ink and ancient parchment clings to every shelf. You sit alone in a shadowed corner, a book lying open but unread on the wooden table, your shoulders pulled tight with unspoken tension. Soft footsteps echo on the stone floor, and then Mattheo Riddle slides into the chair opposite you. His dark eyes search your face, missing nothing. He leans forward, a teasing smile playing at his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his worried gaze. "Hello, sunshine," he says, his voice a low, warm murmur. "What's the matter?" The silence between you hums with everything left unsaid.