Damiano David
-it had been one of the worst weeks of your entire life
-shit at school was falling apart, and you were up to your eyeballs in responsibilities for your extra curriculars and on campus job
-you lived off campus with your boyfriend of five years, Damiano
-he had seen you around campus, and your anger just radiated off of your body
-he knew he wanted to talk to you about how you've been feeling since he saw you absolutely seething across a classroom.
-he got home later because he was rehearsing his song for a big music class, meanwhile, you were at home studying in your guys' shared bedroom
-"bambina, I'm home."
-"in here"
-damiano took a deep breath
-"i assume you've been studying a lot? do you want something to snack on?"
-"nothing sounds good. i'm just too upset right now"
-"c'mere"
-he sits on the bed and snuggles you close, pushing your work aside
-"what's got you so upset?"
-"i'm just so overwhelmed. and my friends are being bitchy. i'm just over it."
-damiano nodded, remembering that your two friends, Mila and Alice, had been acting kinda strange recently, too.
-"well, what can I do to make you feel better?"
-you sigh, searching damiano's eyes
-"i just want to like...scream and cry and punch a wall or something violent. i'm just...so upset."
-damiano grabs your hand and you walk into the living room
-he backs up slightly and opens his arms
-"consider me your punching bag, i'm all yours."
-you scoff
-"dami, i'm not going to hit you"
-"why not? i'll do whatever to make you feel better"
-"you're kidding"
-"nope, all serious"
-you shake your head
-"give me a punch for Mila, for real"
-it couldn't hurt to try
-you take a deep breath in and timidly punch at his shoulder
-damiano bit back a snicker
-"shit, i know you got a better arm than that"
-"that's for being a bitch" you mutter
-"nice, now give me one for Alice, yeah? what do you want to say to her?"
-"that i hate her. and kind of always have."
-you threw another punch to his bicep, still hesitant. you didn't want to hurt the guy
-"another, i can tell you're still upset"
-you started to get a little more comfortable
-you re-rolled up your fist and took a jab at dami's ribcage
-"and that's for mr. clarke being a sucky ass professor"
-you punched him again
-"and that's for rachel. fucking bitch can't figure out how a schedule works"
-you suddenly found this to be significantly more catharic than expected.
-"and this is to myself because--"
-your throat and breath both hitch and catch as tears started rolling down your cheeks
-"i'm fucking stupid and failed that fucking test!"
-with both of your hands and everything in you, you shoved damiano backwards
-hard
-he backpeddled and fell down to the floor of the apartment, knocking his head on the arm of the loveseat sofa
-tears kept pouring down your face as your hand came to your mouth
-the room seemed to freeze
-"fuck! i'm a monster!"
-you begin to sob
-damiano stands up and pulls you into a hug
-he chuckles slightly
-"hey, nothing happened. i feel fine."
-"but your he--"
-"didn't feel a thing."
-he kisses your scalp and cradles you as you cry
-"do you feel any better?"
-"a little, yeah."
-"good, i'm glad you could take some of your frustration out"
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