Y/n's pov
It's mind blowing how things work unexpectedly.
Nothing is really under your control , anything can happen anytime.
These are my thoughts as I look up at the flawless boy sleeping beside me, his shiny dark brown curls laying messily on his forehead.
He looks almost innocent, his mouth closed and his eyebrows relaxed.
How can someone look this good while sleeping?
It makes me want to wake up before him and sleep after him.
It's 6.45 am, even though I'll rather wake up at 1 pm I decided to get up.
I carefully move myself out of Tom's grip trying not to wake him up and he doesn't
As I open the door, I realise that Tom's room is the only place in the whole Manor where the sun doesn't shine.
Is he a vampire or something?
I carefully close the door behind while the blinding light coming from the windows has woken me up completely.
For now I'm going to use the bathroom in the corridor, to not risk waking Tom up.
Once I was done I went straight to the kitchen when an house elf greeted me
'Goodmorning Miss y/l, would you like some breakfast?'
'Oh goodmorning' I respond looking at the little house elf
'I was thinking about making Tom and I some breakfast, could I please borrow some ingredients?' I ask
'Of course Miss, just tell me what you need'
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The aroma of the coffee is filling my lungs, it feels like it's bringing me back to life.
While I'm flipping the last pancake,
I feel comforting arms slither from behind securing me in a loving back hug.
'Goodmorning darling' says Tom in a husky morning voice, laying his head in between my neck and shoulder and kissing my cheek
I could die right here and right now
He doesn't know what he's doing to me ughhhh
'Goodmorning' I reply smiling positioning the last pancake on the plate
'Go take a seat I'll be there in a minute' I say patting his head still on my shoulder
He went to the kitchen island and waited for me
I arrive holding a tray with two cups of coffee, pancakes and scrambled eggs
Tom's resting his head on his hand while looking at me
'Is this how married life feels like?' He suddenly asks as I lay the tray in front of him and take a sit beside him
'Well maybe' I reply taking my cup of coffee
'Then I might marry you right now and right here'
'What guarantees you that I would accept your proposal?' I say mockingly
'Who wouldn't?' He replies leaning his face closer to mine
'Why would I' I tease
'I could give you an endless list of reasons why I'm such an husband materi-'
I stop him by feeding him a piece of pancake
'Enough talking the food is getting cold' I laugh as I look at him chewing
'It's delicious though , thank you'
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'Tom' I say breaking the silence
'Yes?' He asks looking at me
'I never really had a tour of your whole house, you have so many rooms and hallways and i've seen only the kitchen, the library,the living room, your bedroom and my guest room'
'And the bathroom' he adds
'You get the point'
'You're right, would you like a part two of the tour?'
'Say less' I stand up from the couch all excited
'Alright, but let's make it more fun' he says standing up too
'And how?'
'Do you know what's a skateboard?'
'A skateboard?' I ask astonished 'Abby has one, she taught me how to use it during one of our escapes hehe' I continue
'Escapes?... never mind. I happen to have two'
'What? Really? How?tell me about it'
'My uncle gifted me one a few years ago, but my father didn't approve it and hid it.
So my uncle bought me another one, my father discovered it and hid it again. But I happen to have found the hiding place'
'Oohh show me'
We walked through a few corridors and stopped in front of a door
'Here? But it's locked' I say inspecting the door knob
'And we also can't use magic since we ar-' I turn to my right and realise that I'm talking alone
'Tom?' I ask not knowing what happened
'Here'
I turn around and see him holding two skateboards
'H-how did you-' I say pointing at him and at the door
'I guess you'll never know' He says giving me one
Before I could say anything he was already gone
'Wait for mee!!' I shout and follow behind
Good thing Abby taught me
I quite enjoy it
'You're so slow' laughs Tom looking back at me
'Oh so it's a race?' I smirk
I try to gain speed and in a blink of an Eye I'm right beside Tom
'No okay slow down I don't want you to get hurt or something, fine you win'
He cares for me aww.
I wasn't expecting this side of Tom.
I didn't know he could skate but I ain't complaining.. he looks rather hot I must admit
'You see these ugly paintings? They are gifts from other pureblood families' he says pointing as we're passing through a long corridor
'Here's my father's studio and beside it my mother's.. this other room used to be my play room as a kid'
We turned right to meet another wide corridor full of rooms
'Here are some other guests rooms, some are empty and we're still thinking about what to do with them.
And here.'
He stops and so do I
' here rests my father treasure, I'm sure he loves this room more than he loves me' he opens the door revealing a tiny closet looking room
'A tiny room?' I ask confused
'Look at the floor' he instructs
There's a tiny manhole, he opened it and started to climb down a ladder
I follow after him
It was a big ass wine cellar
'I understand why your father loves it more than you' I say looking at all the bottles, probably some of them are triple my age
He doesn't reply but I hear him chuckle
I look back at him and see him take one bottle
'What you doing?' I laugh
'Im gonna save it for later' he smirks
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'That was tiring' I state jumping on his bed face first
'It was, I'm literally sweating' He replies
I look at him and he's changing.
right in front of me
'Like what you see?' He says smirking as he's looking for another shirt
'No, I wish I was looking at young Leonardo DiCaprio' I say lowering my voice towards the end
'Who?'
'No one' I say sitting
'What's that?' He says pointing at the case looking like object
'Oh that's right there is my baby' I admit taking it on my lap
'Should I be jealous?' He asks
'Uhm probably' I chuckle as I open it
'It's a portable turntable, a muggle device to listen to music. You can play different songs depending on the vinyls that you have' I explain
'That sounds cool' he states taking a sit beside me
'If my father knows about this I'll be dead.. you want to hear something?'
'Sure'
A/n: I don't even know if this chapter makes sense
Im curious, what song would you play for Tom?
I'm imagining the inside of the Riddle manor with a Dark Gothic interior but also kinda modern..
Not really like the pictures but something like that
You too are free to imagine it
- 8 December 2020