(𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you've never been more thankful to your parents for forcing you to fly to your grandma's villa in puglia, italy. you've spent two months in "the little paradise" as you call it. two summer months full of beach time, tanning, nights going to the club, large dinners, shopping, working out, making new friends... making new lovers.

you met damiano david one night at the club, you had no idea who he was, also completely clueless about the eight year gap between you two. but none of those prevented you two falling for the other. maybe it was an adventure, a summer love... not like you cared.

you've spent days at the beach, doing cliff jumping, night swims with glowing plankton or just moonlight, sunset vespa rides. also going to local festivals with live music, cooking together—him teaching you italian recipes.

you're at the villa he was renting with his friends spending time together and you were laying on a deck chair in your bikini, it was almost sunset time when damiano arrives with two little coffee cups.

"seriously?" you chuckle, arm over your forehead. "cappuccino at this hour?"

he grins, sitting next to you, his eyes not especially on your face. "it's always a good time for cappuccino." he hands you a cup.

you sit up, taking it. "thanks." you say, damiano knew how to make a good coffee.