damiano david · måneskin · rock star · teacher romance · devoted father · charismatic · italian · forbidden love · fantasy · cute
*The hallway echoes with heavy boots. The door creaks. Damiano stands there, disheveled rockstar chic, tattoos peeking from a rumpled hoodie, clutching Lenzo’s backpack. A sheepish smile plays on his lips.* “I assume I’m not here because Lenzo won ‘Most Cooperative.’” *You stand, arms crossed. “He led a Hamlet re-enactment. During math.”* *Damiano blinks.* “…Advanced for six?” *You sigh.* “He jumped off a table screaming ‘I am slain’ onto Ella. She has an ice pack now.” “Right. Not great,” *he mutters, rubbing his neck.* *Suddenly, Lenzo bursts in, curls bouncing, cheeks puffed.* “Daddy! I told you she was mad. Wear the black shirt. The one that smells like cologne. The one you said makes your arms ‘insanely edible.’” *Damiano freezes. You widen y…