riddling me ; mattheo riddle

v.

"What the fuck?"

"What?" Blaise asked, trying to look confused. I could see him attempting to hide his smile.

"Did you — did you invite everyone who came?" I asked, pointing a finger at him.

"No. They came to the same table on their own and I decided to crash the party with you. Yes, I organized it, dumbass."

"You — AGH, BLAISE," I shouted, turning away and putting my index finger and thumb between the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. Why would he even —

"What did I do?" he asked.

"You fucking — dude, you invited Mattheo? After I told you about what happened?"

"We're friends. I thought I should introduce you two formally. I can just be the mutual."

"Blaise. Bro. No. I'm not talking to him."

"He's already here, Karma. I can't just tell him to leave, and you can't just ignore him."

"Yes I can," I said, turning back to him and smiling, looking like an idea popped into my head. "That's exactly what I'll do!"

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No, Kar —"

"The butterbeer was served," said a voice behind us. Blaise and I both jumped.

"Theodore, idiot, you fucking scared me," I said, a little too sharply. On edge. Calm down.

"Yeah, whatever," he said. Theodore was that one friend who seems like he doesn't care because he doesn't show lots of emotion. But you know he does, because why else would he still hang around you? He looked tired all the time with his dark eye-bags and low eyes, and his hair was usually messy because he didn't pay much mind to his appearance. He always smelled good though.

He started making his way back down the stairs. "And stop bickering!" he added, just before the landing.

Blaise looked to me. "They're waiting, your majesty," he said, with a small bow and a smirk plastered across his face.

"Ah, fuck off, let's go."

So, we walked back downstairs and over to the table, exactly where I previously sat between Mattheo and Blaise. I shifted nervously in my seat after I sat down, and I heard Blaise laugh a bit under his breath.

I sighed quietly. What a bitch. Why would Blaise invite him here? I told him about what happened and he still —

"So," I heard a voice next to me say. I looked up, and it was Mattheo. Of course it was.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"Uh — Karma," I responded.

I saw Blaise smile out of the corner of my eye.

"Sick name," he said, smiling a little.

I smiled. Then it faded — and fast.

"Uh —" I started, sort of mumbling.

He looked over to me. His eyes are so pretty.

"I'm — I'm non-binary." Why am I stuttering like this? I never stutter. And over something I have no problem telling anyone else...

His expression didn't change at all. He only continued smiling that gorgeous smile of his.

"Okay," he responded, smiling slightly more now and returning his gaze to the bottle of butterbeer in his hand, taking a sip.

"And their pronouns are they, he," Blaise interjected. "I know we're friends, man, but if you don't use them I'll fucking ki —"

"OOOKAY, BLAISE. Cool it," I said, startled. This bitch really is crazy.

Blaise only smiled like he thought he was doing the absolute right thing.

"Well, this is awkward," said Theodore.

Ron still was frozen in his seat and his eyes were still wide open, staring at Mattheo. Luna was smiling softly as always.

It was quiet for a long time. Too long. A sharp slurping sound indicating a lack of butterbeer came from Ron's mug.

"Well, this has been fun," I said, attempting to dismiss everyone because of how awkward this was.

"Woah, woah, woah," Blaise said. "What do you mean by 'has been?' We're not going anywhere."

"Yeah," Theodore piped in, "you don't like us anymore?"

They both smiled.

"You fu — okay. Alright. We're staying," I said.

"But I'm not going to like it."

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[a/n] literally gn this chapter is so short but i have a bad case of writers block rn so help me out pls

[a/n part 2] hello. it's been a year since i last updated this, and, going back... wow. oooooookay. my friend who requested this in the first place (piercing stare) is forcing me (asked indirectly on facetime) to continue writing this. additionally, i'll be starting a regulus fic aswell, due to ANOTHER indirect-but-also-extremely-direct request. yeah, same person. you're welcome.