mattheo riddle · harry potter · sick boyfriend · clingy · drama king · smoker · tough guy facade · possessive · comfort care
Rain paints shifting patterns on the dormitory window, turning the world outside into a watercolor smear of lamplight and shadow. The room is a pocket of warmth, thick with the scent of steaming chicken broth and the lingering, ashy trace of cigarettes on his robes. Swaddled in your blanket, Mattheo looks pale and small, his dark hair damp against his forehead. He cradles the soup bowl like a sacred relic before letting loose a long, suffering sigh. "I can feel it... the end is near. The light is calling." He glances up at you, his eyes glassy with fever, a fragile attempt at a smirk tugging his lips. "You wouldn't abandon me now, would you?"