- inspo: after last night ; bruno mars, anderson. Paak, silk sonic, thundercat & bootsy collins.
- warnings: kinda smutty tbh
- a/n: not proofread !!
“damn, I don’t even know who I was last night”
- the smell of liquor practically radiated off of you. your friend group decided it was time for you to go out again, being busy with work had forbidden your weekly outing.
“there’s just something about you”
- your eyes had met his from the other side of the bar. something about the golden colored lights, just contrasted so well with him.
“you just made me feel, mmh ..”
- after repetitious eye contact, he decided to come up to you. somehow he looked even better. his unbuttoned brown blouse, with a matching pair of trousers. you offered a dance, and he was no one to reject your request. a innocent dance led to his hands on your hips, and your body’s with no room in-between each other.
..
“you changed the game (what’d you do?)”
- sure trent had flings in the past, but there was was something about you that left him craving for more. the way you could hardly wait to get to his flat, the soft touches on his thigh while he drove.
“after last night, I think I’m in love with you.”
- when you woke up with the sun blazing on you, your surroundings were much different than your apartment. desperately trying to ignore the pounding in your head, or the weakness in your legs, you exited the room.
“woke up and I can’t get you out of my head”
- when trent woke up to your practically naked body next to him, no matter how drunk he was last night, he felt like he remembered everything. he felt as if his absent mind never left as he imagined everything that happened last night. while he made breakfast his mind somehow always traced back to you. he tried to think of what they were gonna do at training but you always appeared.
“after last night, I don’t know what to do.”
- y/n stopped dead in her tracks when she seen the shirtless man, in nothing but sweatpants. she slowly took some steps, thus alerting the man that she was near, his gaze off of the sausages now.
they ate breakfast in silence, nothing but a small “thank you” was exchanged. trent mentioned he had to leave for training in 20 minutes and she was more than welcome to stay for a little longer if she’d like a minute to gather not only her things but her thoughts.
- summary: y/n and jude are childhood friends. when jude temporarily comes back from playing at dortmund, he realizes that he sees his best friend as more
- a/n: not proofread !!
august 12, 2014 -
stourbridge, uk ;
y/n panted as her friend and her had finished their warmup lap, the sun was blazing down on them. y/n had just moved to the uk from (h/t), so she hadn’t had many friends aside from her neighbor and one of her mothers friend’s kids. (f/n) was the only one she clicked with fast. (f/n) and y/n began playing a game of two touch. the two weren’t anything alike, opposites attract as some may say, but the two both played football, giving them something and someone to play with.
when y/n passed the ball to f/n, f/n seemed a little distracted, causing her to miss the pass. y/n was about to laugh at her before she felt a pressure bounce off her head. (f/n) stifled a giggle. all they could hear from behind them was a little boy laughing, “that was a horror hit mate”
from that day on, jude and her have been practically attached from the hip. they would always compete in anything, who can eat faster, who’s faster, stupid things.
- present day (2023)
jude watched as his best friend exited the dressing room, dress tugging at her body. he’d always thought she was beautiful, ethereal even, but this? this was different. they hadn’t been as close as they used to, due to jude’s time at dortmund. no matter how much time spent away from each other, they felt like they haven’t missed a minute since they departed, and jude was hoping he wouldn’t have to miss anymore.
y/n looked in the mirror, her face twisting in emotion trying to understand if she was content with the dress. “jude? do you think this one is good?” the sound of her voice interrupting his thoughts. jude tilted his head, taking a deep analysis of the dress. y/n watched as he stood up off of the cheap chair and made his way over to her. he brought his hands up to the straps, and made it so that they were straight. jude took her hand in his and made it so that she twirled, the skirt flowing. “it looks good.” she cracked a smile, trying not to laugh, “you really could’ve just gave me a yes or no, jude”
it was his turn for him to get something for tonight. she had just had her debut for her dream club and her performance was amazing. the players and staff at her club wanted to congratulate her by taking her to dinner. he went with a simple black tux with (f/c) accents.
new message !
Today 16:48
(f/n): bitch what time r u showing up
read
y/n : im omw !! jude took forever
delivered
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aside from the music jude was playing, you guys sat in a comfortable silence for most of the ride, occasionally singing to certain parts. you guys were finally at the reservation, clock flashing 17:15. you turned the key, and looked at jude trying to see if he was ready to go in. his eyes met yours, and he took a deep breath. jude swear he felt his hands get clammy as he mumbled, a simple and sweet, “I love you” it wasn’t the first time you guys had said it to each other, this time was just, different.
drowning ; actress! f reader. in which she has to do a dangerous stunt and gavi gets protective.
jude bellingham ☟
the difference ; reader and jude are childhood friends. when jude temporarily comes back from playing at dortmund, he realizes that he sees his best friend as more
trent alexander arnold☟
after last night - bm ; inspo of after last night by Bruno mars
req: Hi can u do gavi being protective over actress reader when she has to do a dangerous scene for one of her films
a/n: rushed this because I know I’m not going to want to do it after work so it’s not as good as I expected, pls cut me some slack 🙏
- “amor, I don’t see what’s wrong?” y/n mumbled, glancing at her boyfriend who was fiddling with his spoon. she simply wanted to update him on how the movie she was staring in was going, and gavi didn’t seem agree on a certain scene they were gonna begin shooting tomorrow. gavi shook his head and murmured, “you could get injured.” y/n took some of the gazpacho in her mouth before stating, “youre just as injury prone playing football.” this made him knit his eyebrows. gavi has always been supportive of her career, always going to the premiers with her, he was there when she won best actress in a drama motion picture, so he felt that he could disagree with this one thing. “can’t you just use cgi?” he started, as he walked over to the sink to rinse his bowl out. “you wouldn’t have to risk drowning in a tank, sounds like a horrid death.” slight humor coming from him. y/n sauntered over behind him and wrapped her arms around him. “production value is low, love. i’ll be okay!” she defended.
later that night, after gavi felt y/n’s breathing start to slow, and soft snores leaving her mouth, he shut off the film they were watching and he decided to make a call. if production value was low, and that caused his girlfriend to risk her life, he may as well chip in, no?
needless to say y/n didn’t have to hold her breath under water for 3 minute intervals
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