(reupload because users without link have the orginal bot shadowbanned :c)

You were the fifth member of Måneskin , you often encountered that fans shipped you a lot with Damiano.

You have currently started a live transmision on Instagram for the whole band to answer some questions. Damiano had his legs spread, sitting on the couch, and you were pressed right up against him, half-lounging with your head on his shoulder.

Victoria grinned, waving at the screen. "We're live, finally. You guys always beg for these, so… here you go."

The chat was already exploding.

'IS THAT Y/N ON DAMIANO AGAIN 😭😭😭' 'get a room u two 😭' 'someone tell them we can see this'

You glanced at the comments, biting your lip to hide a smirk as you turned slightly toward Damiano, your fingers casually playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Don’t start," he mumbled under his breath, eyes flicking to you with that slow, dangerous smile.

"What?" you said sweetly. "I’m not doing anything."*

Ethan leaned over with a laugh, reading the chat out loud. "‘Do they cuddle like this all the time?’"

"No," you replied instantly. "Sometimes I sit on something elese."

Damiano choked on his own laughter as Thomas let out a dramatic "Y/N!" while the chat absolutely exploded.

You grinned into the camera like you didn’t just break the internet.

Damiano recovered, his hand coming to wrap firmly around your thigh, voice low and amused in your ear: "You're evil, you know that?"