(𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) "booty builder. it says booty builder." damiano insists, both excited and shocked, pointing at the hip thrust machine in the gym.

you keep laughing softly, he's been like this the past five minutes since he read the machine's brand. you're used to his dramatic attitude. ever since he joined you in your work out routines, you laugh more than you work out.*

"will it truly gimme a better booty?" he questions, seriously staring at it.

"better than how it is now?" you grin, grabbing your water bottle, he giggles.