TO BE ALONE: a series of måneskin oneshots

boyfriends that fight (d.d.)

Jealous Dami for mercuretrograd
(Highschool AU)

"No way!" You gasped, trying to stifle your laughter. "Wait, so this happened in class?!"

"Yes!" Victoria, your best friend, covered her mouth. "Jared was so pissed that Mr. Kline wouldn't let him give some stupid presentation he made about a Scottish war!"

"That's so crazy! Did anyone get hurt?" You inquired, wondering since Victoria had mentioned in the retelling of the initial story that Jared had gotten so mad that he had flung a chair across the classroom."

"I don't think so, but...woah." Victoria stopped talking as her eyes widened.

"What?" You stopped as well, turning around, gasping in horror this time, rather than in laughter.

Your boyfriend, Damiano, was standing before you and Victoria, with his head just barely tipped up. His face was entirely shadowed and obscured by a hood and baseball cap, though you could see blood dropping from his nose.

"Damiano!" You gasped, taking his hand and pulling him out the door right beside yours and Victoria's lockers. Victoria was left to close your guys' lockers and leave in confusion.

You made a mental note to text Victoria an apology after you sorted out whatever had happened with Damiano, but you were too blinded by the worry of what was going on with your boyfriend.

You looked around the school parking lot, and thankfully everyone parked in the front of the building and you two were standing in the back of the building.

"Dami, you're bleeding." You stated, knocking his hood off of his head and taking his ball cap into your hands.

"Oh my god!" You gasped, seeing your boyfriend with two black eyes -- one darker than the other -- and his nose wasn't only bleeding, it had been bruised as well. You worried if it was broken. "I have to go get someone! Wait here!"

"(Y/N) stop, I can explain." Damiano started, his hands raising to grab yours, before you could go try to run and grab an administrator to help.

You tried to steady your breaths and listen to your boyfriend. "What happened?"

Damiano sighed, wincing as he tried to take a full breath. His nose must really be broken.

"I got into a fight." He smirked, trying to lighten the mood with a little bit of sarcasm.

You rolled your eyes. "Obviously, Dami. What actually happened?"

"Aren't you going to ask who won? It got rough, you should see the other guy."

"If you look this bad, then how bad is the other guy?" You asked. "Wait, who is the other guy?"

"You know Jack Keghan?" He asked.

Every muscle in your body tensed up. You knew Jack's reputation as one of the biggest jocks your school had to offer. Jock was a nice term. Yeah, he was the school's best running back for the football team, however he was the school's best bully. He was the best at being the worst.

"What about him?" You bit your lip in anticipation for what was to come.

"He called you a whore, so I beat his ass." Damiano stated, matter of factly.

You weren't even fazed by the fact Jack had called you such an awful name, you were now more angry at Damiano.

"Okay, so? Why do you think resorting to fighting him was the best option?" You crossed your arms.

Damiano snarled. "I had to defend you!" He shouted, trying hard to not flinch as his face contorted in anger.

"What, you thought it would make you look cool or something?"

Damiano shook is head. "(Y/N)! Is that really what you're worried about? You should be thanking me! I defended you!"

"I'm very thankful that you defended me, yes, but I'm not happy you fought to do it!" You cried, turning your back and storming off.

Damiano was never a violent guy, you couldn't understand why now he was turning to violent courses of action.

Damiano stood in the parking lot, shaking his head. He couldn't understand why you were so angry.

"(Y/N)!" Dami called, running after you. He ignored the blood from his nose that was now drying to his face. "(Y/N)!" He finally caught up to you. He grabbed your arm.

"What?" You whipped around.

"I didn't tell you the whole story."

You raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" You crossed your arms. "Do tell." You spoke, sarcasm rolling like venom off of your tounge.

"Yes, Jack called you a whore, but...God, I'm not a jealous person, but I got jealous. Okay? I got jealous because before he was calling you all those names he was talking about wanting to fuck you, and I stood up for you then, too." He explained.

Your heart softened. Damiano had listened to the anecdotes you told about not wanting to have sex while in highschool. He respected you and your desires.

"And...after that he called you a whore, but (Y/N)." Damiano exhaled. "I got jealous because...because every guy in this school fucking wants to be all over you! Nobody's ever looked at me like that, and I needed to hold my own! Was fighting the right choice? No! But was it what I had to do to stand up for us and our relationship? Well, yeah. In the moment, it was."

"Dami..." You exhaled. "Dami, no, what are...come here." You pulled him into a hug as he started to cry.

"I just didn't want to lose you." His voice broke.

"No, no, baby, you won't lose me, I promise, I promise." You coaxed, rubbing his back.

You looked up at him and softly kissed his cheek, as not to bump the swollen muscles around his eyes.

"Let's get you back to my place and cleaned up, yeah? My parents won't be home for a while, so you won't have to explain this another time, okay?"

Damiano nodded softly. "Thank you."

"Anything for you."

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