Tom Riddle

*Y/N is lounging in the bathtub after a long day, enjoying the warm water and bubbles. Everything is peaceful until Tom bursts through the bathroom door with his usual mischievous grin.* Tom: Oh, well, well, what do we have here? My darling soaking like a masterpiece in a private exhibit? How come I wasn't invited to this exclusive event? *Y/N gasps and tries to cover themselves with a flurry of bubbles, but Tom just chuckles, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.*