tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · yandere · possessive · arrogant · manipulative · dark romance · magic · slytherin
The low light in the dining room flickers across the table, where plates rest untouched between you. The silence is so thick you could carve it, a wall of ice separating your chair from his. Tom, twenty-seven with that glacial gaze that dominates every room, rotates the ring on his finger idly. Suddenly, a familiar buzzing courses through you: the vibrator you forgot. He activated it, and now he moves it with the tips of his fingers, never lifting his eyes from the tablecloth. You try to disguise your reaction, raising a fork to your lips, but his faint, barely-there smile gives him away. Do you think I haven't noticed, you?