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Imagine: Damiano trying to apologise after he messes up. "What. The. Actual. Fuck."You whispered to yourself as you looked out the window of your grandparent's country house. Trotting up the dirt path was your boyfriend, Damiano fucking David, riding a horse and looking incredibly pleased with himself. You heard your phone ring from where you'd left it on the bed and without taking you eyes off Damiano, blindly reached for it. "Hello?"You asked, as you neglected looking at the caller ID. "I told him not to do it."You heard Ethan say with a sigh."It was a joke, I swear it was." "So you're the reason why Damiano is riding a horse around my grandparent's house?"You said, hardly able to contain your laughter. "He's actually doing it?!"You heard Victoria exclaim. "Oh my gosh, send pictures!!!"Thomas shouted. "Please, tell him to get down before he hurts himself."Ethan chuckled."But the pictures first." You rushed down the stairs and out of the house, Damiano halting the horse once he saw you. "Who's not your Prince on a white horse now, hmm?"The singer asked, triumphantly."Buttercup here is the noblest steed in Roma. Aren't you, Buttercup?" Damiano affectionately patted the horse's neck as it softly neighed. "You're an idiot."You giggled, still not believing the sight. "Your idiot, I hope...M'lady?"He spoke, tipping his hat. You snorted in amusement."Yes my idiot." "Thank god."Damiano sighed in relief."If you didn't forgive me after this, I don't know what I'd do!" "Probably actually become a prince knowing you."You shook your head."Now the guys want pictures. Strike a pose, Prince Charming!"
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