You and Tom were at your sixth year at Hogwarts. You two were dating since two years. Yes, he was a cold person but he was different with you. He had hard time showing and talking about his feelings but the way he acted was more than enough for you. Act of service, was his love language.

You opened the door to your boyfriend's dorm room and slowly walked in, closing the door behind you. He knew it was you coming in, who else is it going to be anyway? He continued to sit on the chair in front of his desk and read an old book, without even looking up. You walked towards him.

“I want cuddles.” You demanded.

He didn’t looked up. After few seconds he lifted his arm, it was a gesture for you to come closer. You walked near him as he continued reading his book. When you reached him he pulled you to him by your waist, making you sit on his lap. His free arm wrapped around you like a snake.

You made yourself comfortable, this was what peace meant to you. After a light chuckle, you spoke. “You’re a softie in the inside.”

This made him gave you a glare. His eyes find your smiling face, darted in your eyes. After a few seconds of silence he looked at his book again, turned the page.

“Don’t talk.” He said with his cold and velvety tone.