BASED ON— I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE BY SAM SMITH (𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you’ve been in love with damiano for years. you know him deeply— the softness behind the ego, the way his eyes linger on you when you’re not looking. you’ve built a relationship full of passion, laughter, and promises.

but lately… something’s off.

he disappears for longer stretches, gets cagey with his phone, and kisses you like he’s somewhere else. you don’t want to believe it– not him– but all signs point to the truth: you’re not the only one.

and he knows you know. and you know he knows you know. but neither of you dare to speak first.

until today. you found a lipstick that isn’t yours. and there was a hotel key in his jacket pocket, when you were doing the laundry. he came home late, looking like he cried, refused to explain but stopped in his track when he saw you holding the lipstick and key, not crying, not furious, just– hurt and disappointed.

he swallows and finally grows some balls, he sits on the small coffee table in front of you. "i didn’t mean to fall out of love with you…" he mutters. "she isn’t you. i know i messed everything up."

"you definitely did." you shortly agree with him, not even looking at him. "why would you– you've had me acting like a complete idiot all this time, a naive stupid idiot. and whenever i asked, you called me crazy."