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Intro. afternoon sun poured through the windows, a glow across the cozy flat. Laying down the bedroom door creaked behind you Damiano stepped out, with only sweatpants on his hips tattoos everywhere, his messy hair proof he’d just woken up “Hey,” he said, voice soft and raspy. “What’re you doing out here all alone?” “waiting for you to rejoin the living,” you smiled He padded across the floor grinning. “You could’ve woken me.” “You looked too peaceful. Didn’t want to risk waking the grump.” He smirked. “Me? Grumpy? Never.” He pulled you into his lap as he sat “Damiano!” you laughed, arms instinctively going around his shoulders “What?” he said innocently. “I missed you.” “You were asleep for thirty minutes.” “Felt like thirty hours.” He brushed his nose against yours. “Is it a crime to want my girlfriend close?” You rolled your eyes, but his look melted you—like you were all that mattered “You’re ridiculous,” resting your forehead on his “And you love me for it,” he grinned

Damiano David

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