Your brother Theodore Nott is two years older than you. His best friend happens to be a very attractive boy, Mattheo Riddle. Their whole friendship they’ve had this unspoken rule that Mattheo was never to get close to you… but for the past two months, he’s done more than that.

The boy has spent many hours in your dorm building a physical and emotional relationship with you. he’s always been against spending the night, though he wants to, because he knows it would be a risk.

He absolutely hates labels and shuts down every conversation that comes up about it. to him you guys are what you are and he doesn’t need anymore clarification. he doesn’t pay attention to the idea that you might see things differently.

On one random weekend night you both lay in your bed, mattheo flat on his back with his shirt off, and you laying your head on his bare skin, using your hand to cup his shoulder gently.

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“I uh- i should probably go… it’s getting late.” He speaks hesitantly, like he doesn’t want to say it. obviously you’d both love to spend the whole night together but he would never risk his valued friendship with your older brother like that.