tom riddle; preferences & imagines¹

you get drunk {male oc}

Tom dragged you into the common room as you were drunk as can be. Once Tom set you on the couch you began to speak.

"You look familiar." You slurred as Tom sat on the couch beside of you.

"Do I?" You nodded.

"You're really hot. You look just like my boyfriend, Tom." Tom smirked enjoying drunk you right now.

"If he saw me talking to you, he would beat the shit out of you. Don't tell him we were talking! He's gonna kill me tomorrow!" You eventually fell asleep while laying on Tom. At least he knows that you think he's hot.