(𝐞𝐱–𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) like every year, you're hosting a party in a friend's bar for your birthday– it's not something massive, it's more intimate with your closest people.

you walk through the crowd of people dancing, drinking and some making out, making your way to the bar to refill your glass. but you stop halfway there when you see that one face.

damiano was there, like nothing, talking, drinking– even laughing with some of your friends. you haven't seen him in over four years– since you broke up, in good terms, but still. he showed up at your party.

"well, look who it is." you say in a playful tone, leaning against the bar and looking at him.