Silly boy

Chapter 14: Just a little

*POSSIBLE TW: ED

You woke up assuming you were in the hospital wing, but everything felt a little too familiar. Slytherin bedroom...but it wasn't yours...it was His. As you sat up a large thrust of pain in your head forced you back, and you moved with more caution. Turning over to not see tom, but a note. You reached forward and grabbed it as you read:

Dear y/n, you are stupid.

"jesus tom way to sugar coat it" you think.

"If you don't eat you will remain weak and vulnerable, and as much as I love to see you like that, it gets boring after a while".

You notice on the empty plate some food appears, and you secretly were very hungry. 

 Tom walks in on you as you are halfway through a muffin. "well aren't you ladylike" he says with a smile. "one more word and ill spit it out in your hair, and we all know what a shame that would be so don't test me" you say with a swallow.

 You were too busy trying to not spill pumpkin juice in his bed that you didn't notice what tom was wearing...or more what tom wasn't wearing. 

His loose hair falling front of his eyes, the skin on his back looked as soft as silk with his tan complexion, and a fresh towel around his torso. His arm muscles bulging as he stretched. Abs chisled as if they were from a sculpture, with the worlds most defined v-line, and you had to stop your self from drooling.

 You looked down at yourself, realizing that you were in a black silk nightdress, not what you were wearing when you passed out. "hey, this isn't mine" you say picking up your straps. "don't ask me how I got the dress, or who it belongs to" he says flashing his head around over his shoulder to give you a smirk/smile. "well thanks I guess" you say rolling your eyes and making a face at the ground as you get out of bed.

 The bottom of the dress falls down to the ground past your feet blowing like a breeze behind you. You stand by the window, just admiring his body. "what are you looking at" he says as if he could read your mind.

 "just wondering why you put me in your bed, and why you didn't leave me on the ground, and why you, even after a rude letter still brought me breakfast" you questioning with a pouted lip.

 "I have my reasons" he mutters.

 You shake your head. "this isn't secretive...you know what it is called tom? Its called kindness" you say as if talking to a five year old.

 "wow, who would of thought I would see the day where tom marvolo riddle would show kindness to another human being" you say mockingly. You sigh and sit back down on the bed admiring the clothes he ....dressed you...in.

Your tone suddenly changes."you didn't have to" you say rather small, tucking your knees under your chin. "I know that" he barks making you quiver and look away.

"but...I didn't like seeing you like that. It wasn't...right" he said softly, knowing his heart couldn't bear to look at you while he said nice things. 

"you know im not afraid to say this tom that I care about you". "I do... and I think on some level you care about me to. You say with a smile. "and I know youre going to try to deny it but- 

"SHHHHHH"

Tom hopped his side onto the bed and placed a finger on your lips as he stared into your eyes.

"im not denying it" he whispers.    "I guess it just takes a screaming fainting girl to squeeze the truth out of me".

"I do care about you..only a little" he smirks giving you a grin.

"right of course just a little" you giggly back sarcastically. He giggles soft and low in response, with his hand curled around your neck as his thumb caresses your collar bone. He kisses your chest slowly and soft, his lips trailing on your flesh as he slightly nibbles your skin. He pulls away. "im going to get into the shower, you better not wreak chaos by the time I've returned" he tells you. 

"oh tom" you think. "never tell me what to do".