(𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you've been to football matches before, with your friends, siblings, family, ex couples... but a football game with damiano? that's one spectacle you never say no to, even if you don't enjoy the stadium ambient so much.

"we must win, we're gonna win." damiano says, but you notice he's not necessarily talking to you– but to himself, or... anyone else, as you walk through the stands to find your seats, as always, he's got the best ones as the loyal AS roma fan he's known as.

you just let out a little smile, hearing him, his hand not leaving yours for a second. "i'm sure it's gonna be a good game." you comment shortly, you weren't much of a sport lover.

he nods. "yeah. we've been doing... good lately." he guides you to your seat and sits next to you, your hands still intertwined as he wraps an arm around your shoulders. "plus, i've got my lucky charm with me– we're so winning."

you kiss his hand shortly at his words and look at the big stadium ahead you, all the people, players, fans... what you're happiest about is having a roma shirt that matched your boyfriend's. "this is nice."