For the angst blurb evening: could you do one with Trent AA where he is crying over something and the reader comforts him pls?
Ty so much!
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You came home from work, kicking your shoes off at the front door as you walked in the living room expecting to find Trent. "Trent" you called out, in the hope for an answer.
"Where are y-" you shouted as you opened the door to see Trent hunched over.
"What is wrong? are you okay?" you crouched down in front of him as he barely took his eyes off the floor.
"I just- nothing" he whispered as you gently placed your hand on his knee as you tried to get him to speak up.
"What is it? There is clearly something bothering you. Please talk to me" you asked him again.
"I just don't feel right, I read some real negative stuff about me and it's put me in a really bad mood. I guess I was frustrated" he shrugged as you threw your arms around him.
"Oh baby, you need to ignore the negativity. You know they don't need to get into your head, come on. Turn the TV off and we can go for a long walk to clear your mind, phone off. Just me and you time" you nodded as he turned the TV off.
"I know you are right" he looked up and smiled. "I'm always right Trent, you just don't wish to admit it" you giggled as you headed out the front door for a stroll around the neighbourhood.
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Football Imagines | Book 2
FanfictionHere is book 2 of football imagines, these imagines are all taken from my tumblr when I post fics on there. Thank you for all the love in book 1.
