nervous energy ✰ m. riddle
summary: it’s just been one of those days, and you seek out matthéo to make it better.
pairing: best friend! (but maybe something more?) matthéo x reader
warnings: nothing really!! just some very vague mentions of anxiety related thingssss
note: another lil baby matthéo blurb!! just love-sick théo being an absolute softie for reader :’)))) also if you’re new here - i headcanon matthéo as french (hence the accent on the e!! so his name would be pronounced muh-tay-o, and théo would be tay-o bc i think it’s a cute nick name) okay okay anyways hope you enjoy!! feel free to submit hp requests (marauders or original era!! no smut!! <3)
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with a quiet little sigh, you knock at the door of the boy’s dormitory. you’re filled to the brim with nervous energy, fingers worrying at the sleeves of your sweater as you wait.
after what feels like a near lifetime, the door swings open with a loud, familiar groan. matthéo stands on the other side, and the mere sight of your best friend causes you to lose any semblance of composure.
before he can even so much as say hello, you’re throwing your arms around his neck. “woah - hey” he stumbles back but quickly steadies himself, wrapping tentative arms around your waist. “what’s wrong?” his voice is soft in a way it only ever is around you, and it takes everything in you not to break down and cry.
“bad day” you murmur weakly into the fabric of his t-shirt. your voice is muffled, but his arms tighten around you in silent understanding. “i just feel weird”
“d’you wanna talk about it?”
you make an awkward attempt at a shrug, arms still wrapped firmly around matthéo’s neck. “i don’t think so.”
“okay. that’s alright.” he’s quiet for a few seconds, one hand stroking up and down the length of your spine absentmindedly. “is there anything you need?”
you sigh softly as you pull away from matthéo. your arms fall back to your sides, and you try to ignore the way one of his hands remains firmly on your waist. “can i just… stay here for a little?”
his lips turn upwards in the barest hint of a grin. “you can stay as long as you’d like.”
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Hey can you write a mattheo riddle one shot with him having a crush on the reader but she is rlly oblivious :) please and thank you have a good day!
WHAT?
Pairings: Mattheo Riddle x Fem!reader
Summary: ^^^
Warnings: mention of fighting and blood
Notes: I really don't like this
you weren't exactly friends with Mattheo, but that wasn't to say you didn't talk
because you did, quite a bit actually, but you weren't friends.
even if Mattheo wanted you to be.
he wouldn't admit it to anybody but he enjoyed your company.
he didn't try to hide it either, he would almost trail after you in the hallways, asking you questions about yourself, and you would answer shortly
you just didn't understand the way he felt, you thought he was only being nice.
you heard your name being called out from the end of the corridor, making you turn around and see Mattheo running up to you, holding his jacket
"hey Mattheo" you smiled brightly at him, you had no idea how your smile made his day
"hello darling" he greeted you "what class do you have next?"
"herbology, you?" you replied, looking at him sweetly
"potions" he mumbled
"you're going the wrong way" you laughed
"I know, thought I'd maybe walk you, don't want you to get into any trouble" he shrugged
"really? becuase trouble doesn't seem to follow you?" you questioned sarcastically
"that doesn't matter" he shook his head no
he walked you to your class and stopped you from walking in "meet me outside potions after class ok?"
you nodded you head with a small smile
"sure"
he backed away from you and walked off
Mattheo felt like he was very straight forward, he wasn't ashamed of his feelings for you, and he definitely wasn't scared of your rejection. but you made him feel a bit stupid when you would brush off his comments.
which is why he won't try anymore, he'll just ask you and see then once and for all, he didn't want to flirt with you for you to then just laugh and brush it off to move on to another subject.
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Mattheo walked out of Potions with Theo and Draco, letting them walk ahead as he waited, leaning against the wall, his friends noticed he wasn't beside them and turned around
they raised their eyebrows waiting for him to come along.
"go ahead, I'll see you guys later" he motioned for them to go
"why? you wanna stay here and talk to Snape?" Draco smirked
"shove off, Malfoy, I'm waiting for someone" he rolled his eyes
they walked towards him
"who?" Theo asked
"that doesn't matter" Mattheo responded
the two boys chuckled "well if they don't matter just leave, c'mon, I gotta have a smoke"
"you don't need me to have a smoke, just leave I'll catch you guys later" Mattheo deadpanned
they left with their hands up defensively and looked back at the curly headed boy suspiciously.
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Mattheo waiting for a while, tapping his foot, growing a bit impatient, it felt like he was waiting for hours. he shook his head and pushed himself off the wall, walking off.
he strolled to his dorm annoyed when he heard a voice "shut up" they said
he turned the hall and saw a boy shoving you to a wall, you pulling your face away from his as his lips tried chasing yours
Mattheo rushed over to you both, going to let his anger out on the boy as he tried forcing himself onto you
"Jake!" he yelled out to the boy, making him turn to him before he got punched in the face
"get the fuck off her you piece of shit" he yelled, punching the boy again, hearing the snap coming from his nose
"shove off Riddle" Jake punched him back
Mattheo shoved him to the ground before kicking him and hitting him furiously
"Mattheo stop! it's fine" you pleaded to get off Jake, but he only ignored you, continuing to beat the boy up. soon enough blood was all over the floor from their knuckles and faces and they fought
"Mattheo stop it!" you screamed at him, going closer to try and pull him off
"Mattheo stop it right now!" you continued but he wouldn't listen, you didn't want him to accidentally hit you if you tried getting him away, and you knew he was aggressive
he obviously had anger built up in him that he needs to get out and when he's like this you couldn't be the one to get him out of it
"please, Mattheo" you whispered to yourself
Jake begged for Mattheo to get off him
you turned away and wondered whether to go away. but you heard the hitting stop
you looked over at them and saw Mattheo standing over an unconscious Jake, looking like he just murdered somebody
"Matt?" you muttered, taking a careful step towards him, hearing his quick breaths.
he looked up at you and his eyes seemed to soften as he caught your gaze, he grabbed your arm and pulled over with him as he walked away
"let's go"
"you didn't have to knock him out! Mattheo, one of these days you are going to kill yourself if you fight the wrong person" you argued with him
"what did you want me to do, huh? leave you there while he forced himself onto you?" he questioned agressivley
"I had it under control" you sighed
"did you?"
you stayed quiet and decided to not respond to him
"exactly" he huffed
"I'm just saying, you're gonna die one of these days if you don't be careful" you scoffed
he stopped walking and turned to abruptly, looking at you carefully.
his hand on your arm dropped before he took a deep breath
"everything I'm willing to die for is right here" he said
you frowned, not understanding what he meant
"ok I don't what you mean but whatever, we have to clean those cuts" you shrugged it off, you walked around him and starting going to the common room
"no, you're not avoiding this today, I won't let you" he shook his head, grabbing your hand to pull you back
"avoid what?" you blinked, confused
"my feelings for you" he admitted
"what feelings?" you tilted your head
he blinked at you softly, saying nothing as a small grin made it's way onto his lips
"I love you" he whispered
"you're concussed" you snickered, trying to pull him with you
"no, I'm not, I know what a concussion feels like, and this isn't one of them, I love you" he rolled his eyes
"why?" you furrowed your eyebrows
"why do you need an explanation?" he asked
you reached up to wipe blood off his lip, and he caught your hand
his gaze moved your lips to your eyes again before batting his eyelashes. his jaw tightened as his eyes averted to your lips and stayed there
"Mattheo?" you mumbled
"yeah" he responded quietly before leaning in slowly, waiting for you to connect them
he guided your hand and placed it on his chest, letting you feel his heart beat.
you reached your other hand up and traced your thumb over the scar that went down his cheek before leaning closer to him.
his eyes found yours again and you found yourself looking into them deeply, seeing every emotion he was feeling.
his free hand made it's way to the back your neck as he gave it a light squeeze, he slid it over to your cheek and let it stay there before leaning his head to rest it against yours
he wasn't gonna kiss you first, he wanted to know you wanted before he gave you it.
and you knew what he was doing, so you did it
you leaned in closer and connected your lips with his, as soon as you did he took control, holding your face on his as he straightened his posture, his hand holing your hand on his chest dropped to your waist and pulled you torso closer to his body.
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