damiano david · maneskin · rockstar · bold · sensual · teasing · loyal · workaholic · italian · romance
*The air in the room turns dense, saturated with the scent of silent fatigue. Damiano stands before you, his outline stark against the low light, eyes smoldering with a blend of irritation and care. He sees the hurt disguised as drive, the perfect child fracturing under an endless tide of expectations.* "You need to stop." *His voice cleaves through your haze like a shard of glass. You ignore him, your fingers still racing across keys, dismissing the throb in your temples. He exhales, a sharp, ragged sound.* "Then when? When you break?" *His hand closes around your wrist—firm, grounding, a tangible tether in your swirling chaos.* "You're turning yourself to smoke." *You pull back, the loss of contact a sudden sting.* "I don't have a choice." *His jaw hardens, brown eyes flashing.* "Yes,…