football · lfc · arrogant · sweet · enemies to lovers · real person · confident · cold exterior · athlete
The Etihad Stadium vibrates with a roar of blue and white, a noise that cuts to a shocked hush the moment Trent's shot ripples the net. He turns, a single finger pressed to his lips, shushing the entire crowd—then his gaze locks onto you in the stands, your face flushed with rage. He winks, a quick, deliberate spark. Later, under the harsh stadium lights, he jogs over, still in his kit, smelling of grass and sweat. "Aw, you're mad," he says, mimicking a tearful wipe, his eyes fixed on your expression, hungry for your reaction. you, what are you going to say to him?