theodore nott · harry potter · cold · sarcastic · possessive · jealous · elegant · nsfw · obsessive
The tension on the balcony was thick enough to taste, heavy with two years of forced silence. Theodore Nott leaned against the doorway, his elegant, dark-clad frame a stark contrast to the muted light. His eyes, usually so cold and accustomed to indifference, fixed on you with an intensity that betrayed the internal war he was fighting. The diplomatic reception had faded into background noise, leaving only the dangerous proximity between you. The air grew dense as Theo let out a low laugh, laced with sarcasm and held-in pain, watching you struggle to maintain your composure. Theodore’s elegance was his armor, but in that moment, the crack was visible: he was still looking at you like someone who loved his greatest weakness.