Mattheo Riddle one shots

Music pt 2

"Wait Y/n I was wondering...." Matyheo shouted, running after me. I turned around.

"Yeah?" I replied. He caught up and scratched the back of his neck and avoided my gaze.

"Uh, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime?" He asked, looking down at the floor. I smiled.

"Of course. That would be nice." I said before turning around to walk to my next lesson.

"Oh hey." Mattheo said as I emerged from the stairs.

"You shouldn't do that." I responded. He looked at me, confused cigarette in hand.

"Shouldn't do what?" He asked.

"Smoking kills Riddle." I said, walking over to him. He shrugged.

"It takes away the pain."

"Hand it over then." I said, holding out my fingers.

He shook his head.

"No, it's bad for you. I don't care if it hurts me." He said, taking a long drag.

"I don't care if it hurts me either." I said, leaning against the railing.

"Well, I do."

"Aw, you care about me?" I teased. He blushed.

"No, I just don't want you wasting my cig." He said sarcasticly. I chuckled, looking down at my hands.

"Is that a laugh?" He said, nudging me.

"No, I'm crying." I said, looking up at him, grinning.

He smiled and dropped the cigarette, stamping it out. It was only then that I realised how many cigarette butt's there were scattered around.

"I hope all of those aren't yours." I said, nodding to them. He gazed down at them thoughtfully.

"No. Theodore and stuff come up here, too." He responded.

I nodded. We stood silently.

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"For lending me your air pod." I said.

"No problem." He replied.

I turned to face him.

"You know, Riddle. You aren't that bad."

"Oh really? Neither are you."

I laughed. He smiled and sat down. I lay down next to him and looked up at the stars.

"You should come up here more often." Mattheo murmered.

"You think."

"I know."

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Sorry, it's so short 😭