This morning you started your period. You're home alone as your boyfriend Damiano is at band practice. You feel awful. Your cramps are absolutely raging, your breasts are killing you and your stomach is uncomfortably bloated. You're currently lying on the kitchen floor. Lying on the floor usually helps solve everything for you. Cramps? Lie on the floor. Failed a test? Lie on the floor. Feel sick? Lie on the floor. But this time you didn't feel any better, your cramps were getting even worse. You had tried to get to sleep earlier but you just couldn't because of the pain.
You hear your phone buzz from the kitchen counter. You reluctantly begin to get yourself off the floor and check it. Damiano texted you:
Dami🥺💞:
Hey y/n, sorry I couldn't say goodbye this morning, I didn't want to wake you. How are you beautiful girl? ❤️You:
Hey Dami, that's okay.
Honestly I feel horrendous.
My period is so damn painful😖Dami🥺💞:
Oh no! Do you want me to come back?!You:
Dami, you're at band practice you can't come backThen he doesn't respond. Your cramps and overall mood gets worse and you begin to cry. You go into the bathroom, lock the door and just sit there sobbing and clutching your stomach. Around 10 minutes later you hear the front door shut. Damiano must be back. "Y/n? Where are you?" he yells out. You quickly get up and wipe away your tears. "Up here" you shout, your voice getting slightly caught in the lump in your throat. Damiano rushes towards you, fear painted on his face and profound worry in his eyes.
He wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a tight hug. You feel so comfortable in his embrace, you can feel his warm skin and the delightful smell of his aftershave. "Come on princess" he says gently as he holds your hand and guides you to your room. He lays on the bed with you and kisses your forehead. He then puts his head on your chest and starts gently rubbing your tummy with his big, warm hands.
"I love you so much. You are 1000x more important than band practice. That can wait, I just had to be here with you." he tells you. You run your fingers through his gorgeous, thick, brown hair and kiss the top of his head. "You're so strong, this horrible thing you have to go through every month" he continues.
"What did I do to deserve such a perfect boy?" you respond. He looks up at you and smiles with his beautiful smile. "I got that ice cream that you like, I thought it might help" said Damiano. "Thank you" you manage to get out. But the only thing you need right now is him. You both stay like that for what seems like forever. All of a sudden, Damiano starts to sing."Come l'aria mi respirerai
Il giorno che
Ti nasconderò dentro frasi che
Non sentirai
Che l'errore tuo è stato amarmi
Come se domani
Il mondo fosse uguale a com'era ieriMa adesso lasciami credere che questo sia reale
E sento l'ansia che sale, bevo le lacrime amare
Ti prego lasciami perdere dentro all'acqua del mare
Che le parole lontane giuro te le voglio urlarePerché ti sento lontana, lontana da me
Perché ti sento lontana, lontana da me
Perché ti sento lontana, lontana da me
Perché ti sento lontana da me"His beautiful, gentle voice takes you away from the pain. You start to become sleepy and eventually you fall asleep. Dami always sings you to sleep when you're not feeling too great- he really is the perfect boyfriend.
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Måneskin Imagines ♡
FanficHey, I'll be writing imagines/oneshots about Måneskin with Y/n (who is female)☺️ Includes smut and swearing. I will always put trigger warnings for sensitive or mature topics. Disclaimer: Everything in this book is just fictional, I am not trying t...