In love with a Riddle || Y/N x Mattheo Riddle

Big secret...

"okay.. wait... don't look." i say to mattheo as he closes his eyes and i serve him a peice of the cake. "open" i say smiling. Mattheo opens his eyes and nods. "it's cake." i roll my eyes and sit on the counter. "try it." It was his time to roll his eyes. He took a small bite and looked at me. "tastes like cake." "i give up. i'm going back to bed." i roll my eyes and i jump off the counter. i go over to the sink to wash my hands. i roll my sleeves up and mattheo walks behind me. "what is that?" he asks quietly.

I go still as he sees my scars. "uh. cat scratches." i lie quickly. "You don't have a cat." I cover my arms back up with my hoodie. "no. show me" he says as he grabs my arm. He rolls up my sleeves to reveal the dozens of cuts on my arms. "why... what..?" I look away from him. i can't stand to look at his face right now. "don't tell my parents..." "i won't. but...." I look at him waiting. "i have to take you out to dinner. as a friend of course" i agree. "fine. tomorrow." he nods and then kisses my scars. Why is mattheo riddle literally Kissing my scars. MATTHEO RIDDLE IS KISSING MY SCARS. I REPEAT MATTHEO RIDDLE IS KISSING MY SCARS!!! my breath hitches and then he looks at me and then drops my hand. "goodnight, y/n" he walks away and i'm left there. speechless.

i watch him walk to his room and i fall to the floor and look at the scars he was kissing... i traced my fingers over where he planted the kisses. they left my skin tingling... but in a good way. mattheo riddle kissed my scars. MATTHEO RIDDLE. MATTHEO. RIDDLE. am i falling? no, i can't be. it was in a friendly way. right? i shake the thought of him out of my hand and then i walk back to my room to try and sleep.