(𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you pass through the security, you leave your purse in a locker and sigh. it was not your first time here but it didn’t make it any easier, you look around and follow the guard that was guiding you. until you get to the visit room and in the other side of the glass, him.

damiano looked up from his hands and smiled at the sight of you, his girl. his hand, instinctively goes to the glass, touching it, waiting for yours to touch it as well. you let out a small smile and speed your steps, until you sit down on the plastic chair.

“you came.” he mumbles, his smile not leaving his face.

“you know i always do.” you lift your hand and rest it against his.

just one damn glass away.

“how’s everything going?” you ask, like every time.

his fingers move through the glass, tracing your hand, wishing to be able to hold it. “normal. like always- just.” he shrugs. “normal.”

you hum, looking at his face, one scar here and there but no more bruises. however, he was happy, happy because you were here another week. “your mom sent you food the other day.” he lets out a low chuckle at your words, and nods a bit. that was true.