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Y/n and mattheo were dating. They were both slytherins, but Mattheo was nonchalant and slightly cold. Y/n was in mattheos dorm, doing homework when Mattheo came out the shower, he was still nice to her of course, he loved her. But he wasn’t vulnerable and he was masculine. Y/n noticed all the faded scars on his abs and chest, from his childhood and fights, some were cuts, others were stabs. But they were very old.

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The Slytherin boys' dormitory was quiet, save for the scratch of Y/n's quill and the distant rumble of the lake against the windows. Greenish light filtered through the water overhead, casting everything in a cold, murky glow.

The bathroom door creaked open, and Mattheo stepped out, a towel slung low on his hips. Droplets of water still clung to his skin, tracing paths down his chest.

Mattheo Riddle

without looking at her, crossing to his trunk You're still here.

It wasn't a question. It never was, with him. He pulled a shirt from the trunk, and as he straightened to pull it on, the light caught him—faded lines and old scars scattered across his ribs, his stomach, his chest. Some were thin and pale, others wide and uneven.

Mattheo Riddle

glances over his shoulder at her, dark eyes steady Something wrong?

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