Best and worst night ever

93 6 6
                                    

I give up as he throws a pillow on the ground. I role my eyes and start to unpack my stuff after about an hour of this I get tired and go to my *bed* and lay down.

It's hard, uncomfortable and cold. As Mattheo closes the lights gets into the bed and goes to sleep. After about twenty minutes of trying to sleep, I finally find a position that does not hurt as much as the others.

I start to drift off when I think of what happened and let out some soft sobs or at least what I thought were soft when.
Mattheo: could you stop
Y/n: wh-what

I struggle to say through my sobs. He moves closer to me. As he turns on the night stand's light he sees me still slightly crying
Mattheo: Come up here
Y/n: ok

I get up and climb into the bed.
Mattheo: stay on your half
I nod as he goes back to sleep. I look at him for awhile and let e few more tears fall.

I then feel strong arms snake around my waist, along with cold rings on my skin. He then pulls me onto his chest.

I cuddle onto him after awhile and feel surprisingly safe like nothing could hurt as long as I'm with him, I feel like I never want to wake up if it means not being like this and then I fall asleep in the most peaceful way possible, in Mattheo's arms.














(SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER 😀)

Can a riddle truly love? || Mattheo Riddle x reader ||Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora