Oh, my dear... (Mattheo Riddle ff)

how he met the brother...

P.T. 

When I woke up the next morning, it took my brain a second to sort out the situation.

I was in my own bed, but there were two people next to me. Not just Valery. She was cuddled up against my left side, that was normal. 

But on my right, my head was leaning against Mattheo's shoulder, his arm under my head and the other hand around my waist. 

But the most confusing thing was what had woken me up. 

,,You can't put your hands on her like that!" Valery whispered. 

,,Oh, yes, I can." Mattheo whispered back. ,,She's my girlfriend."

,,But I knew her first!" Valery hissed. 

,,Well, she's mine now!" Mattheo gave back immediately. 

,,No! I've known her much longer!" 

,,Maybe, but I'm the one she chose to date."

Clearing my throat, I adjusted myself slightly between them. ,,Well, to be exact, you kind of just decided that we would be dating, so..."

,,Don't be such a backstabber!" Mattheo whispered, giving my waist a gently squeeze. ,,You agreed to that deal." 

I gave him a quick kiss, before turning towards Valery. ,,And you, little lady, leave him alone, alright? You're my sister and I love you, and he's my boyfriend, and I love him." 

Valery pulled a face, and Mattheo stuck out his tongue at her. 

,,Mattie, stop it! I was just defending you!" I whispered, nudging him with my elbow. ,,You're acting like a child yourself." 

Mumbling to himself, he buried his face back in my neck. 

,,But I don't want to share you with him!" Valery pouted. 

,,Well, damn, little girl." Mattheo gave back. ,,I don't want to share her with you either."

Rolling my eyes, I freed myself from between them and slipped off the bed. ,,Both of you, shut up, Merlin's beard..."   

Yawning tiredly, I tapped over to my wardrobe to pull out some jeans and two different sweaters, one for me and one for Valery. 

With a quiet groan, Mattheo lifted himself off the bed, crouched down on the floor next to his bag and started rummaging through the stuff he had brought. 

Finally alone in my bed, Valery stretched out both arms and legs, taking up as much space as possible. 

Chuckling, I threw her sweater in her face with precision from across the room. ,,Come on, get dressed!" 

,,Hey! You're mean!" she immediately called out. 

,,She's not mean, she's a Quidditch player." Mattheo said, walking over to me. ,,Nice throw, love." he whispered, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. 

,,Always." I gave back, kissing him again, our lips lingering a little longer this time. 

,,Ew..." my sister commented from the bed. ,,Why would you do that? Stop!"

,,So close your eyes..." Mattheo gave back, immediately kissing me again. 

,,Are the two of you ever going to get along?" I asked against his lips.

,,She's a lot like you." Mattheo whispered between kisses. ,,And even we're getting along by now, so... Eventually, me and your sister will get there too. But it might take a while." 

One last kiss, and I gently pushed him back to walk towards the bathroom. ,,Both of you, get ready for breakfast. And don't kill each other while I'm in the bathroom, alright?"