theo hated how you'd spend every night with mattheo and blaise getting high. he couldn't stand the fact that you had become this version of himself that he hated so dearly. you both were growing distant by the each passing day and theo was tired of the arguments.

theo had always been reserved and secured when it came to the art of attachment; attaching himself to a selectively few lucky individuals after a long process of doubts and distrust but with you it came naturally. theodore nott didn't feel the need to hide himself away in your presence and soon enough the pair became the next big thing at hogwarts.

it was pouring heavily as you knocked on his dorm's door late at night whilst being high off your mind. you hid some sunflowers behind your back that you stole from hagrid's garden while sneaking out with pansy earlier. you remained standing there with a cheeky grin remembering that they were his favourite, bright yellow sunflowers.

theodore nott had become distant, you knew it. and you knew how to fix it but you just couldn't bring yourself to. the temporary feeling of pure euphoria was much stronger— much stronger and it resulted to the point of theo questioning his own worth. was his hurt not enough for you to give it up?