Il Sangue del Mio Cuore (The Blood of My Heart - a Måneskin fanfiction)

Chapter 20 Verità (Truth)

After seeing Sofia to the door when they finished their talk, Damiano wandered into the lounge and threw himself onto the couch. Thomas and Victoria continued playing the video game they were pretending to be absorbed in, and Ethan was apparently trying to work out a drum sequence in his head and the air. They acknowledged him, but nothing more than that. For a while Damiano just sat there watching them.

"You are all completely shit at pretending to not be interested," he finally said.

"We were trying to be considerate," Victoria pointed out.

"Well you suck at it," Damiano replied with a grin.

He was nervous, heart beating a mile a minute, but he knew how to cover nerves. At least with other people he did. When Victoria put her controller down, walked over, sat beside him, linked her arm through his and said; "You know you can tell us anything right? We won't judge.", he realised he wasn't doing such a great job.

He took a moment to decide how to tell them, before taking a deep breath.

"Turns out all the extra extra weird shit lately is probably on me," he admitted.

"You might have to be more specific," Thomas said, "because I'm not sure what counts as just weird or extra weird or extra extra weird anymore."

Which was a fair comment.

"The psychic connection stuff with Vic, the blood incident when we first got here, the strangely specific feelings about things, the dreams," he trailed off after the last one.

"You're causing them or just facilitating them?" Victoria asked, seeing right to the core of his hesitancy.

"Facilitating, I think," he replied. "Sofia thinks I might have taken the place where a maker should have been for us, and because of the weirdness that is me, it's a little intense."

"So you're psychic like Sofia and because of all the utter shit that was going on, you're linking us together so we don't have to deal with this on our own?" Ethan asked as if sorting it out in his own head.

"Yeah, I guess," Damiano agreed, although he hadn't thought of it quite like that.

"Okay then," Ethan said with a nod, as if perfectly satisfied now he understood.

"You any good with lottery numbers?" Thomas asked.

Damiano picked up a tangerine and threw it at his friend's head, which made Thomas snort with laughter even as the smug bastard caught it. When he looked over to Victoria, Damiano could also see a twinkle in her eye.

"So, exactly how long had you been hot for the rest of us before all this began?" she asked with an innocent bat of her eyelashes.

"Oh no," he said, "you are so not laying all that on me. I totally admit to being the link, but the rest is all our faults. None of you exactly ran the other way."

"But the whole world knows you're the kinky one, Damià," she said, kneeling up and swinging her leg over to gently settle in his lap, "and you lead the rest of us astray. You lead the whole world astray."

She ground down against him as she spoke.

"We're sweet and innocent," Ethan added and gave him such a pure and adorable look it should have been illegal.

"Is your spidey-sense giving you any hints as to what might be fun for our last afternoon of freedom?" Victoria asked, with just as sweet a smile.

"I might have an inkling," he replied, playing along.

He was really going to miss it when they couldn't just indulge their impulses whenever they felt like it.

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