(𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) “what’s taking you so long, baby?” damiano enters the bedroom you share, where you are standing in front of the mirror, checking yourself.

“i’m just- checking.” you mumble, fixing your corset.

you were getting ready to go out and spend the day with him, just the two of you. you were dressed in a corset and a short skirt, it looked amazing on you but you didn’t think so, even after choosing it yourself. you were just feeling low. maybe it was too short? too provocative? and maybe, he didn’t like that? what if he gets mad? if he makes you change it?

he chuckles a little, going to hug you from behind, his chin on your shoulder. “checking what?”

his eyes and yours meet on the mirror, you sigh and turn around. “is my outfit okay?”