Måneskin oneshots

Day 28- Soothing touch (D.D.)

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Lately he was very stressed. The group had to record a new song and he had the inspiration for it. The problem was putting it to life. He couldn't sing, his voice wasn't hitting the notes he wanted to hit. So eventually he got frustrated.

You weren't really aware of it. You were currently in Paris, composing a new mode collection. You were very busy, staying up late. And even if Damiano was your first supporter, he still missed you dearly. And it was affecting him on the daily.

You could see the eye bags he had on every Instagram post of fans having pictures with him. He was growing sleepless and more and more stressed.

You called him last night. "Hey bambino !" You mused over the device. "Hey amore dela mia vita." His voice seemed strained and you immediately noticed it. You made a small pause. "Do you wanna talk about it ?" You softly said and you heard him sigh loudly. "Not that much..." And you understood that. "Ok, then how about we cook together over a facetime. Unless you ate already..." You could almost see his tired smile tug at his lips. "I would actually love that. Let me put on the facetime." He sent you a demand over you phone and you accepted. Now that you saw him in live, he looked even more tired. His body was visibly tensed.

You didn't mention it because right now he just needed your presence. You saw him move through his apartment, finally arriving at the kitchen where he settled the phone down. He put his two hands on the counter, leaning on it. "So, what are we cooking tonight ?" You smiled at him. "Since your girlfriend is in France. How about some Onion Soup. A friend made me learn how to make it. If you follow my steps, you'll have France coming to you in no time Bambino." He chuckled softly. It was nice to bring a smile on his face, especially when it seemed to happened not very often.

After about an hour, some arguing about how he should cut onions and ending up crying because of the smell. You both had your soup before you. You were sitting on your table and you had settled your phone against a vase and he had done the same. That way, it seemed like a date.

You watched him taste his meal and his features relax into a proud and satisfied smile. "How is it ?" "È delizioso." He proudly said. You felt so happy to see him happy, even for a minute.

After a few moments of silence, you saw him toy with his food. "What's wrong bambino ?" He put down his food, sighing, his face was back to being tensed again. And even if he faked a smile, every normal person could see something was bothering him. "Nothing... I just missed this you know... Having dates, cooking with you. It's very good and all but-" "it's not the real thing." You finished for him and he nodded like a sad child.

"You know what, I should go back to Italy, moving to France was a bad idea." You saw his expression change to horror. "What ?! No no no, bella it's your dream. We both agreed that we both priorized our dreams for our relationship to go forward." You saw he was sad just mentioning you being away. "Yes, but there's no moving forward if you feel like our relationship isn't what it used to be
... I know you don't like long distance and I can't put you through this. Your happiness is all that matters to me." In that moment you just wish you could cup his cheek and kiss the corner of his lips. He smiles back sadly. "And your happiness is all that matters to me... This is why I want you to be where your dream is happening. I want to push you towards it like you did for me, not hold you back."

You were about to protest. "Uh uh uh, no buts. You stay in France as long as needed. We'll get through this. As long as you say Ti amo right now." You see a cheeky smile on his face. "Ti amo più di ogni altra cosa." You blurt out like a melody you had learned long ago, in other life's with him. He smiles tenderly, sending you your love back with some equal words. He tried to bottle his pain, but he was a ticking bomb, and he didn't know how long he would last