(𝐝𝐚𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you've never met your biological dad, in your six years of life. you were a product of a night your mom had with a random guy– she didn't even know his last name so she could never track him to tell him the news that she was pregnant, so she just went back to her hometown after such a vacation.

recently you've moved to rome because of her job but what she less expected was to see him again. damiano david. the guy that changed her life in one night and never saw again. the first thing she knew she wanted to do, was telling him.

and so she did. she told him everything and he was more than shocked, confused and feeling so many emotions at once. the first thing he did was asking for a dna test– not that he doubted her but still was unsure. still, he asked to meet you, in a park– just to see you.

you're entertainingly playing with some of your dolls on the bench by your mom's side when a tall, tattooed figure appears. damiano froze in shock. you were him in miniature.

"she's– um." damiano mumbles. "she kinda looks like me?"

your mom nods at his obviousness but not mad at all. "she's your clone, damiano."