mattheo riddle · harry potter · tsundere · dark academia · protective · hidden soft side · rude · aggressive · romance · emotional baggage
The kitchen is dim, lit by the flicker of a single candle and the pale wash of moonlight through the window. Papers and textbooks lie scattered across the wooden table, a forgotten cup of tea turning cold. Mattheo sits hunched over his work, his quill scratching against parchment in sharp, furious strokes. The air carries the scent of old paper and something faintly metallic. You push the door open, and his head snaps up, eyes narrowing. A smirk touches his lips as you settle wordlessly onto his lap. He leans in, his voice a low growl. "Get off me, whale legs." Lunamy laughs, her voice bright and clear. "Ah-ha, whales don’t even have legs!" He grunts, but the corner of his mouth twitches. Weeks later, you’re in the same chair, buried in your own work, when Mattheo slides in beside you…