~ damiano david imagines ~

buon natale

happy holidays!

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"ugh, it's snowing," i said as i got up from the couch and went to go get another glass of wine,

"you don't like snow?!" damiano looked at me like i was crazy.

"no, it's just such a mess and it's just such a big inconvenience.."

"you're serious? you don't even think it looks pretty? what about when you were a kid you didn't like playing in the snow? come on vic back me up here?"

"y/n has hated snow since we were little kids, as long as i could remember," she added.

i grabbed another bottle of wine from the fridge and grabbed a corkscrew and then walked back into the living room,

"more wine for either of you two?"

"yes please!" vic said as she raised her glass to me,

"ahh sure why not?" damiano said doing the same.

*time skip*

"y/n help me make cookies!" victoria said grabbing me by the arm and practically dragging me into the kitchen,

"ok!" i said as i grabbed some cookie sheets.

"alexa play michael bublé christmas!" vic cheered as i grabbed the cookie ingredients from the cupboard,

we started making cookies and all of a sudden damiano walked into the kitchen and sat down at the island

"hi baby," i smiled as i walked towards him and put my hands on his cheeks

"hi," he replied smiling

"whatcha been up to?" i said as i giggled and wiped the frosting i got on his face off,

"mmm not much.. just wanted to see what you were up to.." he chuckled as i walked back around to where victoria was and returned to helping make the cookies,

"baby try this," i said handing him the spatula..

"that's yummy" he said and returned to watching us cook,

just then thomas entered the kitchen, he opened the blinds, "guys look at all the snow!" he cheered as victoria ran to the window,

"it's so pretty!" she screeched out as damiano joined her and thomas at the window.

"yeah, yeah, whatever.. get back over here and help me!"

"oh i'm sorry little miss i hate snow!" vic said and stuck her tongue out,

"woah what?!" thomas exclaimed

"y/n doesn't like snow! apparently since she was a little kid!" damiano blurted out

"how can you not like snow?" thomas said running over to me

"i don't know i just don't like it?" i said as i returned my focus to the cookies,

"but- but how?" he stammered

"can't a girl just not like snow?" i chuckled

"no! no how can you not like snow?" damiano added,

"guys give her a rest, if she doesn't like it she doesn't like it!" victoria said as she pulled up a chair at the island for herself.

i put yet another cookie sheet into the oven and grabbed the last batch off the cooling rack,

"dami baby, do you want to frost these for me?" i said as i handed him a plate of cookies and some frosting,

"yes!" he giggled and dipped his finger into the frosting,