Imagines | j.m, d.m, m.r

Tattoo. |Mattheo Riddle|

trigger warning: none
word count: 368
(for this one I'm gonna be using a name, but you can pretend it is yourself. It will be Brooke, from my book Drifted.)

The pair had gotten together in year 4 of Hogwarts. They had their ups and downs like every couple. It was now the 6th year and they had been through hell, and they didn't know if they were safe yet.

They were laying in bed, Mattheo had his shirt off and Brooke was tracing his stomach softly. She was tracing the scars that were littered all over his stomach. She noticed something that wasn't there before. A tattoo.

"Love?" She asked as she lifted her head, her chin on his chest. He was rubbing her back gently so he looked down at her with tired eyes.

"Yes baby?"

"What's this tattoo? Is it new? I've never seen it before."

"Yes, it's new."

"Why's it a stream of water?"

"Don't worry about it.." He mumbled as he ran his hand through her hair.

"Why Mattheo? You can't say don't worry about it because now I am," she laughs softly. She knows he wouldn't cheat but her overthinking can't help but take over.

"Fine, your name means a water stream. So instead of getting your name, I got what your name means." Brooke's heart melted immediately, affection crawling into her brown hues.

"You didn't..." She mumbled as her eyes went back down to the tattoo. Her eyes filled with tears.

"Love," a soft laugh left his lips as he pulled her back down to his chest. "What are you crying?"

"Because it's so freaking sweet! Like so sweet." A smile went to the boy's lips, kissing her hair and rubbing her back again.

"I love you. So fucking much my love." Brooke smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. When she pulled away she whispered against his lips.

"I love you so much. So so much." He smiled and connected their lips again. She let out a soft laugh against his lips and he couldn't help but butterflies in his stomach at the sound and feeling.

In a world of chaos, when they were together, the world went silent.