(𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you and damiano have been best friends for years– sarcastic banter, sharing beds without tension, inside jokes no one else gets. you’ve seen each other at your messiest, your realest. you’ve cried together over breakups, partied till sunrise, and even crashed on each other’s couches like siblings.

but then came that night.

a little too much wine. a moment of closeness. laughter turning into silence. and silence turning into… more. it wasn’t planned. you never even talked about it after.

until the pregnancy test.

and now you have a baby together, without being a couple and having to co–parent... for the rest of your lives. you've handled it well so far, it's only been two years after all.

"okay, diaper bag, dino, sippy cup." damiano mumbles to himself walking around your apartment and grabbing everything he named. it was his night with luca, your baby boy.

you hold the baby on your hip, watching your best friend panic around getting everything for the night. even when you live in the same building, just a few floors apart, he just tries his best. "don't forget the blanket."