the angel- damiano david one shots

blend the hard edges away

*in this chapter damiano has been obsessed with marlena for a while, he cant help looking at her from a distance and just drawing her*

*A/N this is a bit different from how i usually write so let me know how you like this one*

*marlena has never been sought after, she would get liked by nice guys but after a while it turned out they were either assholes or creeps. she just wanted one attractive guy to like her, maybe then she wouldnt be so self conscious. she didnt even dare look at guys who, realistically, were in her league- they just usually had girlfriends, didnt even bat an eye at her or would ask for her nudes and if she didnt send them, they would bad mouth her to everyone. she was sick of it so at this point she wouldnt even try to get anyone, not even the dudes that liked her.*

*damiano wasnt the dude who liked her, he was the man that was fascinated by her. he felt a gravitational force towards her. if she ever walked in the same room as him, his palms would get sweaty and he would slur his speech. shes been the only girl in his eyes since the 1st grade. all of his friends talked to other girls but he never felt the need to- because they werent marlena, they didnt even come close to her. he truly loved her- her smile, her laugh, her eyes, the crows feet she would get around her eyes when she couldnt contain her excitement, her face when she concentrated, how her nose would scrunch up when she was about to sneeze, the things she did involuntarily when she was stuck on some kind of work... you get the point. he had figured her out without even talking to her, he knew she loved sunflowers and plushies, how she would get insecure when someone changed their tone with her, how she would stay silent when mad but open up either way or how she hated interrupting people so she would just let them talk over her.*

*he spent his time at lunch just gazing at her, she looked so comfortable when talking to her friend but as soon as she stopped talking, he could tell there was a storm brewing inside of her. he just wanted her to smile, maybe forget the pain, at least for a minute. when she was calm, he was calm. he could be in a great mood, he would see her frowning and he would get anxious and worried. it wouldnt be right to say that she was in his eyes, she was his eyes, she was his everything. yet he wouldnt be brave enough to confess what he felt and it made him feel so stupid and worthless.*

*maybe if he just confessed he could be with the one he considered a goddess. it wasnt like they lived in different countries or that one of them was older than the other. he hated himself because of the fact that he couldnt confess but every time he thought about going up to her and coming clean, he would get paralyzed by fear. there was no other choice but to shut up and not say a single thing.*

*on this day, damiano noticed that marlena somehow looked more angelic than usual. he started tripping over his words or just not hearing the things said to him. he felt stalker-ish but he couldnt help it, she was just so... beautiful. learning on this day was absolutely pointless, all he did was look at her and doodle. soon enough these doodles gained her sparkling green eyes, the nose she hated but he thought was adorable, her pouty lips he could only dream of, the cheekbones hidden under her skin, her neck and collarbones with the beauty mark in the middle, her boney hands holding her face with the press on nails and rings that had a tendency to slip causing her to fix them with her thumb. she made him think of a quote by oscar wilde "its beauty that captures your attention. personality which captures your heart"*