your parents and you head over to a fashion parade, it was the first time since you were born they took you to such a public event.

"you look extra pretty." dove says in a baby voice while squeezing your cheek and fixing your hair.

damiano chuckles fixing his hair as well, before you walk to the carpet for some pictures.

"don't let go of mommy or me, okay?" he kneels in front of you. "and if you don't want any pictures that's totally okay. mhm?"