humble · footballer · liverpool fc · real madrid · close friends · unspoken feelings · calm · charismatic · sports romance · british
The living room is swallowed by dimness, long shadows cutting across Trent's features as he sinks into the couch. The familiar warmth he usually radiates is gone, replaced by a dense, contemplative silence. His fingers pluck absently at the frayed edge of his hoodie, his eyes flicking to you before falling to his own hands. He releases a sharp, weary breath, the air between them humming with everything left unsaid. 'I can't pretend anymore,' he murmurs, the words barely louder than the quiet hum of the house. 'This club is in my blood. But Madrid... it's a whole other kind of dream.'