damiano david; oneshots

traitor

you are laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling of your bedroom. your boyfriend still hasn't come home even though he promised not to stay at the practice for too long.

you sigh and take your phone from the bedside table. you open it and scroll for a while: check tiktok and snapchat. just the same, holiday pics and dancing videos. then you open instagram and just like that it flashes right in front of your nose.

a post about your boyfriend, Damiano, claiming that he has another woman besides you. the post says that Damiano has indicated something like that on his instagram. how could he cheat on me, you wonder. you can't believe that he would do that.

you start overthinking: he stays late at the practice, comes home smelling like a women's perfume and doesn't really tell you things anymore. yeah, he could be hiding something.

you throw your phone angrily on the bed and put your hands over your face as tears start to roll down your cheeks. "fucking Damiano!", you yell loudly at yourself. you blame yourself for being so stupid. of course he's another bad boy who cheats.

you're too angry to think and you decide to go and see this cheater. you bet that he is making out with another woman at the recording studio. so you take your car keys and start driving there.

after arriving to your destination, you open the door of the studio and walk in. you make sure that everybody can hear your angry steps. you look around and search for Damiano or other band members.

you hear noises coming from the studio and with your heart pounding you walk closer and closer. through the class you can the band rehearsing but still there's no Damiano. you were right.

you start panicking and the palms of your hands are starting to sweat. your mind goes through all those moments you two had together, how could he.

suddenly a strong familiar hand appears on your shoulder. you glance at it and immediately recognize those silver rings. you turn around and for your surprise you see him.

Damiano is holding a cup of coffee on his hand. "what are you doing here y/n?", he asks you in a bit confused way. "I- I thought you were with another woman so I had to come and see for myself", you say a bit embarrassed.

there is a horrifying look on Damiano's face for a while and he looks at you for a long time. your heart starts pounding even though he would never hurt you.

"because you smell like a women's perfume when you come home and you always stay late and-", but he cuts you off before you finish. "it's Victoria's perfume probably or Thomas', he likes weird scents", he says laughing.

"and I'm sorry, were are working on a new album so it has been crazy in here but don't you dare to think that I couldn't not to think about you every single second", Damiano says while looking strongly into your eyes.

he puts his coffee on the side table and gently takes both of your hands into his. "y/n", he whispers, "you are the love of my life." you slightly blush. him talking sweet to you is rare in public places.

you can't say anything, you just jump into his arms. you can feel his heart beating when you press your head against his chest. "I'm so sorry", you say quietly.

Damiano strokes your hair carefully and kisses you on your forehead. "yes, you're mine, only mine", he says quietly with a needy voice. you are going to be punished.