(𝐝𝐚𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) being born, taking your first steps, saying your first word, birthdays, father's days, any tiny milestone you've made in your short life have made your dad cry. always. no exceptions. it just depends the context on how many tears he'll let out. you had to be careful even when you said "i love you" to him, if he was sensible or showed a little tiny sensitive act, you knew he'd cry like a baby.

"daddy, look." you get up from your desk and show him the history project you just finished, by your own, it's your very own colosseum with recycled materials.

damiano looks up from his journal, he was working on some lyrics and pays attention to you. "woah, baby... it's amazing." he sits up. "you did it all by yourself?" you nod proudly. "oh, my baby..." he says in that one tone you know more than well.

you leave it on the table. "daddy, don't cry!"