Mattheo Riddle one shots✨

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You were sitting in the slytherin common room minding your own business studying for a dark arts test you had in two days, just as you were starting to get a little tired you heard footsteps coming the stairs quickly. You turned my head and saw that it was Mattheo your boyfriend

"You're still studying?" he asks

"Yeah, i'm not that smart in this subject" you chuckled lightly as you looked back at your work

"Why are you sitting on the floor though, love?" He came up behind you and sat on the couch, placing a light hand on your shoulder and you placed yours on his

"It's closer to the table and oddly comfortable" he scoffed and you could practically hear his eyes roll

"What's the subject?" he looked down at the papers that were scattered across the table

"Dark arts and spells" you said. He laughed and leaned forward grabbing some of the papers and skimming them over "why didn't you ask me, my last name isn't Riddle for nothing" he said. Right, you forgot about that part. Mattheo is a Riddle, his brother also happens to be Tom Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort so he knows a lot about dark magic.

"True, and I don't know, I guess I lost track of time" You said. You took your papers back and put them back on the table when you yawned and leant back against mattheo's leg.

"Tired?" He asked as he gently ran a hand over your hair. You could barely stay awake, you'd been at this for hours. You nodded and put all the papers in a folder and left it there before you joined him on the couch, sitting on his lap wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his neck.

"You're overworked, love. You study too hard, it's too much for you" He hugged you back and held you against him

"Matty?" You mumbled

"Yes, love?" he responded. You love that nickname and he knows it.

"I think i'm gonna head to bed now, it's late" you said. He chuckled and held you tighter, lightly grazing his hand down your back.

"It's only 10, but if you insist" before you knew it, you were being carried up the stairs and into your dorm room. As he was carrying you, you slowly began to close your eyes from the overwhelming exhaustion, and feeling safe in his arms. You both got to your room and he placed you on the bed under the blanket and settling next to you 

"Sweetheart?" He said quietly

"Hm" you mumbled. You couldn't communicate with actual words right now

"So you want me to leave?" He asked. Hell. No.

"No" you said, immediately nudging as close as you possibly could to him.

That night he held you in his arms the entire night and you were both late for first class the next morning

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