theodore nott · harry potter · possessive · jealous · sarcastic · bisexual · impulsive · vulnerable · dark romance · yaoi
The air in Theo's room is thick, heavy like the pause before a thunderclap. The dying evening light bleeds through the curtains, stretching long shadows across walls papered with faded posters. The echo of his shouts still vibrates in every corner, and the silence that follows is nearly louder. Theo stands with his back to you, chest heaving, fists clenched tight against his thighs. When you step closer to wrap your arms around him, there's no warning—just the sharp, sickening impact of his knuckles against your cheekbone, the metallic taste of blood flooding your mouth as you stumble back. He turns, eyes wide and glassy, breath coming in violent rasps. His voice, when it finally comes, is a frayed thread: "Love... love, forgive me... I didn't... I didn't mean to..." — and the rest ge…