PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT

Y/N walked into the Slytherin common room, her movements slow and heavy, her exhaustion clear from the way she trudged across the room. She had been running around all day, and her body was finally demanding rest. Mattheo was lounging on the couch, his legs stretched out lazily, but his attention immediately shifted to her when she entered.

With a tired smile, Y/N walked toward him and collapsed beside him on the couch. Without a word, she stretched out across the cushions, her head naturally resting on Mattheo's lap, her shoulders leaning into him. She let out a long, exhausted sigh, her eyes closing almost immediately as she sought the comfort of his presence.

The boys glanced over at the sight of Y/N practically curling into Mattheo, looking worn out.

Blaise raised an eyebrow. "Long day?" he asked, a knowing smile on his face. "She's already claimed the whole couch."

Theo gave an exaggerated sigh. "She's pretty much got Mattheo wrapped around her finger."

Mattheo didn't respond right away. Instead, he softly ran his fingers through Y/N's hair, his gaze softening as he looked down at her. "She's been on her feet all day," he said, his voice gentle, barely above a whisper. He knew she was beyond tired, and he was determined to make her feel as comfortable as possible.

With a small, fond smile, Mattheo reached for the blanket draped over the back of the couch. He carefully spread it over Y/N's body, tucking it around her shoulders, making sure she was warm and cozy. The blanket felt soft and comforting, wrapping around her like a hug. He adjusted it gently, making sure it covered her completely.

Y/N let out a soft hum, feeling the warmth of the blanket settle over her. "Thanks," she mumbled, her voice muffled by the fabric as she snuggled deeper into his lap.

Mattheo smiled down at her, his hand resting on her back. "Of course," he whispered, brushing his thumb gently over her shoulder. "Get some rest, love."

The boys exchanged amused glances, clearly seeing how content and at ease Y/N was in Mattheo's care. It was a rare sight, but it was clear to them that the bond between the two was something special.

Blaise smirked. "I think it's safe to say Mattheo's officially been put to good use."

Enzo chuckled. "I don't think he's complaining."

Mattheo's gaze remained fixed on Y/N, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on her arm as she drifted deeper into sleep. "She's been working hard. I'm happy to take care of her."

The room fell into a comfortable silence, the boys respecting the peaceful moment. Y/N was finally able to rest, wrapped in the warmth of the blanket—and the comfort of being with Mattheo, who made sure she had everything she needed to recover.