L'ALTRA DIMENSIONE || Måneskin Preferences

🤩They Ask You Out🤩

Please tell me what you think, it means a lot💜
- Mischa💜

Damiano David🎤: "Nervous?"You asked as you put the finishing touches on Damiano's make up before the final. You'd become quite good friends with the singer in the short time you'd known him, he was funny, flirty and flamboyant, not to mention undeniably hot. Which was what made it incredibly and painfully hard for you to deny your feelings towards him. Ada (your boss) had ordered you and your colleagues that you weren't allowed to "fraternise with the talent", so if she saw you on Damiano's lap right now it would be tricky to explain. The excuse was that you could "do his make up better from that angle".
"Nervous?"He hummed."Not so much nervous as excited. I think we can really win this."
You pursed your lips."Bet you can't."
Damiano leaned back to get a better look at your face."Is that so?"
"I'm not saying that I don't think you can win, I'm just saying that I don't think you will."You shrugged.
"That doesn't make any sense."He countered.
You got off his lap."Whatever, it'll all be over soon. The winner wins...something and the rest of us go back to our normal lives."
"I can't believe you don't think we will win."Damiano pouted.
"I didn't say-"
"Let's make a bet."
"A bet?"You raised a brow."What kind of bet?"
"If we lose I'll buy you some big make up thing that you want, if we win...you let me take you out for a drink."The singer smirked.
You folded your arms and smiled knowingly."So you want a date?"
"Maybe."He teased."I'll tell you when we win. I'm determined to take you out for that drink."

Victoria De Angelis🌙: "Oh come on pleeeeeeeease!"You begged as you followed Ethan to his hotel room.
"No."He told you yet again.
You frowned as he opened the door."Why not?"
"Because I don't trust you."Ethan said.
You feigned hurt."If this is how you treat all your friends-"
"Goodbye, Y/N, I have a performance to get ready for."He closed the door and you sighed about to go back to your own room when a familiar face emerged from the elevator.
"Heyyyyyy, Victoria."You smiled, sidling up to the beautiful bassist.
She smirked at you."You want to interview me."
"He told you."You groaned."Bitch."
Victoria laughed."How do you know I'll say no."
"Because everyone thinks that journalists like me are snakes."You pouted."Which we're not by the way."
"I know."She nodded."I don't think you're a snake, I actually wouldn't mind getting interviewed by you."
You peeked up."Really?"
"Really. We could go get coffee or something, make a date out of it."She mused.
You blushed and gulped a little."A date?"
Victoria stopped in her tracks and turned to you, looking concerned."Unless you don't want to."
"No no no, I'd really like that."You smiled brightly."The date, I mean. Of course interviewing you is a plus but maybe not at the same time."
"Agreed."Victoria laughed with you."Does tomorrow work for you?"
"I'm wide open, I'll see you tomorrow in the lobby."

Thomas Raggi🎸: It had been around a month and you had yet to use Thomas's number or even enter it into your phone. However you had created a contact for Victoria immediately and you two had been calling each other pretty regularly, although every call turning into her trying to persuade you into calling Thomas.
You had almost had enough and contemplated never calling Victoria again but she'd quickly become a good friend of yours. So much so that you'd even gone out for coffee a few times.
It was a Thursday and the nail salon you worked in was unusually busy, it seemed to be a little girl's birthday party as tons of ten year olds in bright clothing were sitting at all of the tables. Shane (your boss) had been freaking out about it all morning, either he knew one of the moms, he was trying to impress one or kids just really stressed him out. Anyway while he was having a breakdown in his office, you, Shiela and a bunch of the other employees had been left to deal with the children and their parents. In the midst of all the chaos you remembered you had plans with Victoria that day and immediately dashed behind the counter and ducked so you wouldn't be seen. If you had any common sense you would've sent her a text but honestly you just wanted her to distract you from all the chatter in the salon, so you called.
It took more rings that you would've liked but when the phone was picked up by someone...it wasn't her.
"Ciao."
You hated the fact that you knew exactly who the voice belonged to. Of course it was Thomas. Of course it was today. You had just the best goddamn luck.
"Um hi."You spoke into the phone, plugging your other ear from the loud children.
"Ohhhh this is Y/N from the nail place, right?"Thomas replied."I was wondering about the name. So you are the one Vic has been meeting up with. I tell you, if she wasn't so intent on setting us up I'm pretty sure she would've snatched you up herself."
The guitarist laughed which you nervously joined in on, cautiously peeking above the counter to see little kids still running around. Their parents and your co workers trying to contain them.
"Hey, where are you right now?"You heard Thomas ask."You sound as if your in the midst of an overcrowded play park."
"Oh well I may as well be."You sighed and slid back down the floor."The salon is crawling with ten year olds. Do me a favour and tell Victoria I can't make lunch, will you?"
"Of course."The guitarist laughed."I wish you luck, Y/N, but it you're having a stressful day, maybe later you might want to relax. You could come to my place or we could get a drink?"
"That-that sounds great."You rushed out as the kids got louder."Sorry, Thomas, I'll see you later. I've got to go, text me the details."
You hung up and stood back up again before realising what you'd done.
Fuck, you'd just agreed to a date with your celebrity crush.

Ethan Torchio🥁: It'd been about a year since you'd briefly met Ethan that one time on your school trip, but ever since you two constantly texted each other and video chatted. So much so it felt as if you had been friends for years. It surprised you a lot that someone enjoyed talking to you as after that school trip you're social life became pretty non-existent. Of course you still had your friends but they all seemed to have gotten in relationships or were searching for someone. They thought you were crazy for not wanting "what they had" but in all honesty you did want that but not with just anyone.
You wanted it with Ethan.
You had realised you liked him one night when you were one the phone with him since half eleven at night and realised that it was almost a quarter past three in the morning. Your problem however was that you lived in Y/H/C and Ethan lived in Italy, he was also a famous drummer in a band that were going to compete in Eurovision and you were just a girl about to be turning nineteen who was taking a gap year before starting uni. However Ethan had been begging you for months to come visit him and well you couldn't think of a better time.
***
You arrived in Italy in the evening and while trying to get reception on your phone found yourself in a bar, which luckily had wifi. It was incredibly packed but you managed to find a seat at the bar on a stool, you ordered a non alcoholic drink as you were a light weight and didn't intend on being drunk when meeting Ethan again.
Just as you were about to text him and ask him where he wanted to meet, a voice came from the stage near the back of the bar and your jaw dropped when you saw who was there.
Ethan's band.
Måneskin were performing.
You almost died, it was such a strange coincidence.
Even weirder was when your eyes locked with Ethan's and he looked super shocked which made you giggle. Though his surprise quickly turned into joy as Måneskin started playing their set.
***
"Oh my god, you were amazing!"You exclaimed, hugging Ethan as you two parted from his friends.
He laughed."You sound surprised, you've listened to our music before."
"Yeah but that was recorded in a studio, up there that was just you guys."You told him with a smile as you walked.
"What'd you think of them?"Ethan asked you."My friends. I know they can come on a little strong."
"Are you kidding? I loved them."You assured him."They seem like such amazing people."
"I'm so glad you said that."The drummer said, stopping in his tracks."Because I wanted to ask you something."
You stopped too and peered curiously at him."Ethan, I just want to say now that if you propose to me I'm going to have to say no."
He laughed at your joke."No, no, no, of course I'm not proposing to you but you haven't booked your flight home yet, right?"
"Not yet."You shook your head.
"I want you to stay here, with me, for a week. We can do whatever you want because I want you to really enjoy your time, if you like it I was thinking that maybe you'd stay here. In Italy, properly."Ethan looked at you, he was blushing a little and you knew it couldn't have been easy for him to ask you that.
"You want me to stay here."You began a little stunned."In Italy...with you. Permanently."
"I'm not saying permanently or forever but every time we text or video call it's the highlight of my week. I miss you all the time because you're not here, I-I think I have feeling for you, Y/N."Ethan stuttered looking at his feet.
You bit your lip and smiled."I have feelings for you too, Ethan. I don't know about staying here permanently but I agree, texting you is the highlight of my week as well. I'll stay for a week and then I'll see how I feel."
"Really?"Ethan asked gleefully."Are you serious?"
"I think so."You giggled.