TO BE ALONE: a series of måneskin oneshots

everything to everybody (d.d.)

ROLL CALL >>>

DAMIANO DAVID

-your fingers trembled as you stared down at your plate of food

-dami had been nice enough to cook for you, even after his long ass day of recording

-you knew it would be the nice thing to do to enjoy the meal

-you were greatly appreciative of the gesture, but you couldn't get yourself to take even a small bite

-"i-i can't," you stammer, setting your fork down

-dami wiped at his lips with a napkin before grabbing your hand across the table

-dami exhaled softly, trying hard to mask his anxiety

-"i thought we were past this, (y/n)."

-you looked up, tears welling in your eyes

-"w-what?"

-"this whole thing, i thought you were better."

-you shook your head

-"you don't get 'better,' per se, it just gets easier to handle the thoughts..."

-you didn't want to fight, so you started to leave from your seat at the table

-"hold on, where are you going?"

-"please, dam"

-you were basically begging at this point

-"i don't want to fight."

-"i don't either."

-dami sighed, running his hand up the back of his head

-"but i just don't understand what makes dinner tonight different from yesterday. you ate just fine yesterday."

-"it's not that easy, damiano!"

-your voice was shrill

-"it's hard every single day"

-damiano's face contorted in frustration. you didn't mean to make him mad, he just simply couldn't understand where you were coming from

-"it's not fucking hard, (y/n)!"

-your jaw dropped silently. he was never harsh like that. you tried to tell yourself it was because he loved you, and that he was just tired, but your trembling hands and twisting stomach couldn't get the message

-you broke down into tears without a word

-damiano realized the weight of what he just said

-"merda, (y/n), i didn't mean that"

-he tried to wrap you in his arms

-you pulled away sharply

-"sleep on the couch tonight"