(𝐬𝐨𝐧!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) all his life, damiano knew he was adopted but never really showed an interest for his biological parents. until he started growing up and became a teenager, then an adult. as his singer career became more successful, the wish to meet his biological parents grew as well– he was curious. were they musicians? artists? did they love music as much as he did?

he started using his contacts, and thanks to them he started finding things. his actual birthday, the hospital he was born, his dna… and his biological mother.

you, on your side, were also a famous, iconic singer– you were like the it girl of your ages. with a dark secret. you had gotten pregnant in the middle of your teenage years, no one knew, you had the baby and gave him up for adoption– never knew anything about him. so damiano’s jaw almost fell when he found out, you, a singer he had followed his entire life, were his mother.

after so long, you were in rome for your newest album promotion and were signing them and having a meet and greet. it was his chance.

he bought the album and stood in the line to get your autograph, and also finally meet you.

you take the pen and smile, just looking at the vinyl he handed you. “to who?”

it was now or never, so he said it. “to your son. damiano.”

your smile falters and you leave the pen, you look up and recognize those eyes immediately. “damiano…”