Mattheo Riddle One Shots

Nightmares

Summary: Mattheo has a nightmare and needs someone to talk to.

Words: 864

Warnings: Nightmares,

Mattheo jolted up and scanned the room with eyes terrified of what he had dreamed. His breath was heavy as he let himself fall back onto his bed. Salazar, this can't keep happening. Mattheo ran a hand through his hair and stared up at the ceiling. He tried to close his eyes but the screams from his nightmare came back, though he barely remembered what he had dreamed his body was still shaking with fear. His mind wondered if you were awake, but he pushed the desire to be with you away and again tried to close his eyes.

He failed to fall asleep immediately and felt himself get more scared and restless with each passing second. Seeing no way out and desperate to get rid of the miserable feeling weighing his heart Mattheo got up, picking up a random t-shirt, not even sure it was his, and headed out.

His initial plan was to head for the astronomy tower and just relax there for a bit but his heart kept raising and his brain only came up with one thing, or rather person, that would calm him. Even when Mattheo got on his broom he felt doubt about seeking you out. It was obvious that you two liked each other a lot, but Mattheo made it his mission to keep you at a distance. He was terrified that you would get involved with his messy life. What could a man like him even offer you? You deserved better than to live your life as the woman who chose the son of evil, to be judged constantly like he had been his entire life. You had a choice to stay free of it all and Mattheo vowed to make sure you made the right choice.

However, tonight he really needed a break. He felt that he needed to be with you or he would go insane. Flying by the window of your common room he saw light and slowly approached to see you waving goodbye to your friend. Mattheo flew closer to the half opened window and watched you as you flipped a page in your book. You were wearing comfy clothes and your hair was messy, but you still looked perfect. Quietly Mattheo landed and opened the window further, poking his head through to make sure you were alone.

You hear a sound from the window and turn away from your book. Your eyes widen in surprise. "Mattheo?" You half whisper as you get up. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Mattheo carefully puts his broom in a corner of the room and takes in the warmth of your common room. "Theo was snoring, so I went flying and saw some light and yeah, thought I'd come say 'hi'." You found his whole explanation a bid off, but decided not to ask any questions. "I'm glad you're here, my friends just left but I feel like the chapter I'm reading is gonna be a scary one." Mattheo chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll protect you from the scary letters." You side eye him, when he doesn't take your fear seriously.

Mattheo settles on the sofa opposite of the fire and you join him, flipping open your book. When you feel his eyes on you, you look away from your page to meet his eyes. "You want to talk about it?" You ask knowing something was off, just not what. Mattheo shakes his head no and you give him a sympathetic smile before returning to your book.

Mattheo stares at you for another moment before wrapping his arm around you and pulling you closer, so you are now leaning into him. His neediness for affection in combination with his silence has you worried. "Is everything alright?" Mattheo smiles against the crown of your head. "It is now." He whispers, before kissing your head. You close your book and gently let it fall on the floor so you can turn towards Mattheo, half on top of him and with your hand on his chest you both feel the temperature rise. "Do I need to worry?" You whisper and Mattheo just shakes his head. "No. I couldn't sleep." He finally admits and you frown. "I had a nightmare and I just needed to see you."

His vulnerability made him even more attractive than he already was and you push yourself up a bit so you reach his lips, slowly brushing them with your own. You were surprised by your own boldness to kiss him, but then again you had never been so close both physically and emotionally as in this moment. Instinctively Mattheo's hand runs up and down your side to land on your half bare ass considering your pyjama shorts were very short. When you don't immediately kiss him again, Mattheo squeezes your ass and pushes himself up to meet your lips. "Everything feels like a nightmare, but when I'm with you it's like living the dream." Mattheo whispers and with those words you let yourself shamelessly fall for the slytherin, kissing him passionately and desperately.