Be My Slave (Måneskin Fanfiction // Damiano Victoria Ethan Thomas)

number 52: germany

the fact that they're traveling Europe and meeting fans breaks my heart :) smiling through pain.

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I turned on the TV of the hotel. It was a flat screen. I comfortably lay on the huge bed. I turned on the channel that they had their interview. It was a live interview, which was about to start in a minute.

I saw their faces on the flat screen, all smiling. Their outfits were cohesive as always. Mainly consisting of silver purple and a little bit of red. 

Damiano and Victoria were both wearing a silver blazer. Vic had purple shirt underneath and Damiano had red. Vic wore red lipstick and Damiano purple eyeshadow. 

Thomas was wearing this silver long skirt and a dark red crop t-shirt. Ethan was wearing a one piece silver suit and he wore full purple makeup. As always they all looked so damn good.

I was supposed to go with them to the interview today as their musical publicist now but the last week had been so overwhelming for me with all the new work that Alex had gave me the day off. I still needed to watch and catch up on the interview though.

It started with few basics questions regarding their career. They answered all of them in a good mood. The interview was in English as most of the time so my poor babies Ethan and Thomas were kinda silent. They were better at English by now of course but they weren't as comfortable about it.

"Who is the girl who's always with you?" asked the interviewer. "June, as we heard."

It was a miracle that my name was only now out there. It had been almost two years. 

"Someone who will continue to always be with us." Damiano said proudly. I saw all of them smile, which made my body feel a sweet warmth. 

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"Believe what you want to believe." Damiano said smirking. Jerk. He was doing it for attention. I smiled when he smiled to the camera. It was as if he could see me. He didn't know it but our eyes met through the screen. I smiled at his pride filled eyes.

"Do you have someone in your life?" asked the interviewer now to Ethan. Ethan looked at Thomas for a split second before turning his eyes back to the camera. He reached down to his hands and hold it in a way cameras could definitely see.

"Believe what you want to believe," he repeated what Damiano said. The interviewer didn't ask the same question to Thomas after that. But she did ask Victoria. Victoria laughed and put her hair behind her ears.

"I'm not like these pricks so I'll admit that I'm single." she paused and looked at the camera playfully. "I have a red vibrator though."

This made me laugh out loud. But it also made the interviewer clearly uncomfortable. She was nervous that Vic had made an inappropriate joke on a fucking live. As their publicist, I approved the joke.

The rest of the interview wasn't as fun as the beginning but watching them gave me joy nonetheless. After the whole vibrator incident, the interviewer had limited the personal questions and she had focused on career stuff. I could see how the boys were enjoying themselves with the whole situation.

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"We brought you pretzels!" Victoria shouted as they entered the hotel room. I was hungry so I grabbed the paper bag with gratitude. I took a bite and talked while I was chewing.

"Vic I can't believe you talked about fucking vibrators on a live."

She laughed loudly and I did too. It was too funny and I knew it was something we were going to bring up a lot. Damiano jumped on the bed, behind me and hugged me from my back. I swallowed the pretzel and gave him a kiss.

"I talked about you," he whispered to my ear. I looked at his eyes.

"I know." I smiled and he did too. It was kind of a big deal for me. Even though he hadn't said it clearly, everyone had understood that I was his girlfriend. This was something I was scared of but I was also proud of him for being brave.

I looked at Thomas and Ethan, "People will understand." I said, looking at their hands holding each other.

"Let them." said Thomas simply. They also looked proud of themselves. I was proud of us too, in every way. 

For the rest of the night, everyone minded their own businesses. Damiano took me to the rooftop. Summer was around so it was starting to get hot. It was almost midnight though, so the weather was pretty chilly. I hold tighter on the shawl around my body. 

"Are you cold?" Damiano asked. 

"I like cold if I have a cigarette to warm me up." I said. He smiled and lit me one of his.  I accepted it and put the cigarette between my lips. My hands were kinda cold so it was hard to hold the cigarette.

"Did you get angry I talked about us today without asking you first," he asked looking somehow nervous. I took a step to get out bodies closer. I wrapped my arm around his waist.

"I'm glad you did." I said. He leaned forwards and gave me a kiss. His kiss was something out of this world. He made my body lose itself but he also helped me find myself. It was all kinds of contrasts. Cold and warm. Safe and Dangerous. Harsh and soft. Fast and slow.

Hell and heaven.

Berlin was beneath us. We had made great memories in Germany. Ever since we arrived, we had visited multiple cities. All of their concerts had went great.

This had became the city we told the world about us. For the first time.

I hold on to his shirt's ends to find the necessary strength for me to stay still when he pulled his face and whispered "Sono contento di essere il too schiavo."

I'm glad to be your slave.

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When exactly do you think I'll find someone like him?

Never lol.