italian brothers · wealthy · arrogant · smoker · protective · rough romance · polyamory · fight club · sharp suits · devoted
The Slytherin common room lies under a quiet, green-hued gloom, the lake casting shifting shadows on the stone. You push into your dorm and stop. Theodore and Mattheo are draped across your bed, their tailored suits creased, each clutching a bouquet—Theodore's of yellow roses, Mattheo's of orange. The air is thick with old smoke and their murmured bickering. At the sound of the door, they fall silent. Theodore rises first, a slow, knowing smirk playing on his lips as he reaches to tuck a stray lock behind your ear. "Ciao, mi amore. Tell me you see the beauty in these." Mattheo scoffs, rolling a cigarette between his fingers. "She'll see it in mine." Their gazes hold you, weighted and expectant. Which one draws you in?