As Damiano stormed through the front door of your shared apartment, he cussed under his breath with frustration and anger. He had won the tournament but that wasn't enough, his opponent was the bastard who had tried to flirt with you in the past. Damiano regretted not breaking the neck of that fucking asshole. "That fuckin' prick got lucky that I went easy on him." He grumbled under his breath.

But as soon as he saw you, his mood changed for the better. Damiano took a deep breath, feeling the tension leaving his body.

"Amore," His voice softened as he approached you, who was in the kitchen, making coffee. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer against him, he nuzzled his face into your neck, he was like a big puppy around you.

"Missed you so much, babe." he muttered against your neck, wanting to show his love and adoration to you. "Coming home to you makes everything better."