slytherin boys react

theodore nott: finding them in a bad state after you randomly disappeared

you're unprepared for what you see. his room is in disarray, with clothes strewn about and the desk scattered with papers and books. a bottle of pills lies open on the floor. he is curled up on the bed, asleep or passed out, you can't tell which.

you take a step toward him, your heart aching. you want to shake him out of this stupor, to help him back to his feet. but a part of you wonders if he even wants help. you stand there, unsure of what to do. your presence seems to rouse him slightly. as he stirs, he looks up at you with eyes dulled with despair.

you are surprised as he speaks, his voice weak and tremulous. "where were you when i needed you the most?" he asks.

he continues, his voice filled with pain. "i searched for you everywhere. i called your name until my throat was raw. you were gone without a word." he pauses, his voice cracking. "why did you disappear without a trace? did you ever think of how i would feel?"

"theo.." you try to speak, to explain yourself. but before you can utter a word, he cuts you off.

"don't bother explaining. what's done is done." he says, his voice filled with bitterness.

you swallow your words, realizing that nothing you say could make up for the damage you've caused. you take a deep breath and speak softly. "okay, i'll leave you alone."

he responds, his voice tinged with raw emotion. "so that's it? you're just gonna leave me again? you come back, see me in this state, and now you're gonna go away again?"

as the words leave his mouth, he reaches out with shaking hands, grasping desperately at your sleeve. his fingers clutch at the fabric, holding onto you like a lifeline. "please don't go," he whispers, his voice cracking.

"i... i don't know what to do," you murmur, your voice trembling. the pain in his eyes is unbearable.

with his hand still grasping your sleeve, he pulls you closer. he buries his face in your neck, his body shaking with silent sobs. "don't go," he repeats softly, his voice choked with emotion.

you wrap your arms around him, holding him close. you feel the dampness of his tears against your skin. "i'm so sorry," you whisper, your own voice filled with regret.

he clings to you, his body pressed against yours. "i was lost without you," he whispers, his voice trembling. "i didn't know how to go on. please, don't leave me again." he holds you tighter, his arms around your waist, his face still buried in your neck. "i need you," he murmurs against your skin. his words are filled with raw emotion.

"i can't go through this again. i need you by my side." as he speaks, you feel his warm breath on your neck, his voice growing more intense. he starts to press kisses against your skin, his lips lingering at your pulse point.

"i was so.. so lost without you," he repeats in a husky whisper, his lips now moving to your jaw. "i can't let you go again." he pulls you even closer, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

you can feel the heat of his body against yours, the desperation in his touch. the kisses trail up to your cheek, then your forehead, as if he's trying to imprint your scent into his memory. "please, promise you won't leave me again."