boyfriend, trent alexander-arnold

❪ ♡ ✿ ❫ ━ handsy

「 HANDSY! 」

summary: trent can't keep
his hands off of you

disclaimers: just clingy trent
who is obsessed with u

word count: 0.3k

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                        Trent would like to think that he has a good sense of self control. He can be composed and calm, who doesn't let his emotions control him.

But with the way you're looking right now.

He's ready to risk everything.

"Trent?"

Fuck. Your sweet voice paired with your pretty doe eyes staring at him has his head dizzy.

"Yeah, baby?" his big hands stray to your hips, gripping them softly when you fully turn to look at him. He had to clear his throat when he realised how dry it had gotten.

You tilt your head with raised eyebrows, "Stop that." the guitar bass from the song at the party drumming through your chest. Your heartbeat thumped quicker when Trent smiled at you.

He feels like melting into a puddle with how cute you are, "Stop what?"

His fingers hadn't stopped their movements, fingers grasping the flesh and fat of your hips making the dress that you're wearing ride up, exposing your thighs and legs for his eyes.

He's actually going to go insane.

You put your hand on top of his, trying to stop his motions. "We are in public." you whispered, eyes wandering to see if anyone is paying attention and to what your boyfriend is doing. Your cheeks already start to burn up at his attention.

Trent smirked, making his dimples peak through, "But, you're too pretty baby." he said, voice almost high as a soft whine.

His head dropped to the crook of your neck, kissing your jaw and shoulder. "Need you." he mumbled, "Let's go home." his raspy voice sends goosebumps all over your body.

Your face heats up more, dirty thoughts circling your own mind, "Oh- okay." you already have been here long enough anyway.

Trent's wide, amused eyes meet your shy ones, "Okay?" tease coating his tone.

You're embarrassed at how quickly you nod, "Uh huh."

The shit eating grin on his face made you roll your eyes, but he knows how much you love it. With warm fingers tangled with yours, he kisses your hand before pulling you towards the exit. "Let's go then."˚

ʚ♡ɞ˚

🪻hana's notes: sigh... why isn't he mine