𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐀 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐀

Symbol Of Beauty

hi! before I start I wanted to say sorry for not updating much this week, I had lots of exams I had to study for! Ok back to the story...

I couldn't be happier. I couldn't be more satisfied. To be with him, another morning.

The sunlight once again, shone through the curtains lighting up Damiano's skin to golden perfection. He looked wonderful and he looked peaceful, laying there asleep, opposite my face. I lay here, my hand stroking his hair back and forth and i smile. I finally feel happy. I feel like I should be here, with him. How I went so long without him, without his touch, puzzles me completely.

"Ti Amo" I say to him as he lays there, his eyes still shut.

He looks so cute when he sleeps. He always has some small smile up his lips as he sleeps.

"Good morning, mi amore" he says, his eyes remaining closed. His voice sounds raspy. He stretches his arms.

"Oh, I didn't realize you were awake, sorry" I say as I continue to play with his soft, lush hair.

He opens his eyes. He looks into mine, his eyes are just so dreamy. I admire him, he really could be the symbol of beauty. The sunlight, brightens up his already perfect face.

"Don't apologise, I love waking up hearing your wonderful voice" he says as he takes his arm and puts it around my waist. His hand is cold, but I lean into him anyway.

"And I love waking up next to you" I tell him. "I love you" I say as I smile at him.

"I love you so much more, amore mio" he says.

He leans forward and places a soft kiss on my lips. He tastes like heaven. He feels warm. I lay my head into his neck, he kisses my cheek. Why couldn't it always have been like this? Well, I'm never letting him go, never. I'll try my best to never let anything come between our relationship again, because my god, I fucking love this man.

"So what are you doing today?" He asks me, still talking in his calming morning voice. "Have you got any plans to go out or anything?"

"I don't know, what are you wanting to do?" I ask back, pulling away from his neck so I can look at him again. What does me mean you? Why not us?

"Oh, I forgot to tell you" he says.

I hope it's nothing bad. I feel the adrenaline rush quickly shoot through my body as I get a little nervous. It's probably nothing.

"I have a press interview with the rest of the band this afternoon, so I'll be out for a while. They are just going to ask us questions, about, life I guess. That's ok, isn't it?" He asks as he begins to play with my hair gently, comforting me.

"Yes that's fine. I'm sure it will go great. I'll just be here" I say, smiling at him.

I lean back into his neck. I'm happy this is happening of course I am. It gives me a chance to re adjust to everything, how it all was before. I just hope, nothing is said about us yet. I would appreciate a little privacy from the press. I hope nothing bad is said atall.