jude bellingham 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠

Trent Alexander-Arnold - little champion

this might be horrible and doesn't make sense but i really don't feel like rewriting it so enjoy anyways😼
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y/n POV

the game was over finally over. all of the penalties taken, and finally Liverpool had their first trophy of the season. caribou cup winners;champions you might say.

my 3 year old daughter Thea had been jumping around an clapping her hand cheering for her dad once the last taken penalty flew over the goal, and the red side of the stadium erupted into cheers. she was so happy and i had to hold her tightly against my body to stop her from running to her dad when they received their medals.

"aww isn't this just amazing" Andy's wife exclaimed besides me with a huge smile on her face. her son was situated in her embrace cuddling into her neck to seek comfort in the familiar body, letting his tired body relax. he had gotten really tired during the evening and would probably fall asleep pretty soon.

Thea on the other hand had the biggest grin on her face and was watching as the team jumped with the trophy in front of the fans, her taking small jumps as well mirroring their actions.

"yea this is truly amazing" i responded looking down at my daughter who was stood in between my feet, back facing me and her small hands in mine.

on the pitch Robbo and Trent sat, soaking in the atmosphere around them.
my small chat with Rachel continued going as the arena got more and more quiet and most people was just congratulating each other by now.

the voice from below me and small patting on my leg made me move my attention to Thea.

"mummy,mummy can i go to dadda?" she mumbled hugging around my leg pressing her cheek against me making it difficult to understand her.
"what did you say honey?, i didn't quite catch that." i crouched down and wrapped an arm around her body to her what she said.

"i want to go to dada, please." she explained running her hands over my hair that was falling over my shoulders, with my arms wrapped around her petite body.

a smile plastered over my lips i said. "of course baby, i think daddy wants to see you as well."

she gave me a huge smile before she swiftly turned around and was about to run towards Trent who she had missed so much in the last hour.
just before she was able to take off i gently grabbed her shoulders stopping her in her tracks.

"but wait you have to be careful." i laughed at her impatience and she looked at me with confused eyes not understanding what was wrong. i took her expression as an 'why?' question and began explaining.

"you see the grass on the pitch is really wet so if you run to fast you might slip an fall, and i don't want you to hurt yourself so you have to go a little slower okay?"
i watched as her eyes wandered over the grass before she nodded mumbling a "okay momma"

"can i have a kiss?" i asked making a kissing mouth waiting for her response.
she turned to face me giving me a quick kiss before she started jogging over the pitch

no one's POV

Thea's feet moved carefully over the wet grass to not slip and fall like her mum had just told her. as she got closer to her dad she watched as andy noticed her jogging towards them.
Trent watched as his mate pointed to his left over trent's shoulder, making him turn his head to see what he was talking about. just as his eyes meet hers he watched as she giggled, making his heart beat faster and his smile only grew.
"dada!" she said in between the giggles and he opened his arms for her to run into, making her reach out as well.

she jumped into his arms, wrapping her small arms around his neck giggling into the side of his head as he held her tightly in his embrace.

"i'm so happy dada." she giggled now looking into his brown eyes grabbing the sides of his face.
he couldn't help but adore the bundle of joy that was in his arms, beaming that smile that could make any day so much better no matter what.