(𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) it's christmas eve and you're in your apartment in rome by yourself because your family is all the way back in your country. your friends invited you to spend the day with them and their families but you denied, telling them you had plans.

when in reality, you were in your couch, snuggled to your dachshund dog, watching some cliche christmas movie and eating chips. suddenly, the bells rings and you groan, getting up. peaches, your dog, didn't bother instead he cuddled more to the blankets.

"lucky bastard." you mutter going to open the door, to find damiano, your best friend with a pile of gifts in his hands. "what the-"

"merry christmas!" he smiles. "it's just 11pm but let's ignore that." he says walking in.

you look at him, shocked, and close the door. "weren't you with your family? what are you doing here?"

"i was with my family, but it got too boring so i came to see my favorite person instead." he leaves the gifts under your tree, he glances at the living room and understands. "why didn't you tell me you'd stay at home? i would've come earlier and we would've cooked something."

"i didn't want to bother." you say sitting on the arm of the couch. "besides, chips make a great christmas dinner.",