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Trent always envied Jude and Erling's relationship. It was difficult for them, Erling's a Manchester City player and Jude is a businessman who owns the famous chain of fashion stores in the UK. The 2 boyfriends had planned a party for the striker's birthday.
He was sat in the kitchen with Jude who was filling up on the amount of alcohol on the counter knowing that Jack would definitely consume most of it. "I really need you to find someone to talk to tonight. I don't want my baby to grow up alone, " Jude told him as he moved around the kitchen. "Not everyone can have a hot foreign striker for a boyfriend you know? "
"One, yes you can you're just not looking. Two, don't call my boyfriend hot. You know how I get. " they laugh and Trent answers. "You know I prefer brunettes right? The only thing we can agree on is a sexy foreigner. "
Jude brightens up and turns to face him. "You know, Erl has a hot friend from when he was in germany. He's from Hungary and he's just you're type. " He raises his eye brows at him suggestively. Trent rolls his eyes "just my type in what way? "
"Foreign, check. Cute, check. Brunette, check. Footballer, check. Has a big dick, check..... " Trent pauses and stops him. "How do you know his dick size? "
"Haaland has very interesting stories of Germany, " Jude says taking a seat next to him. "Well, should we introduce you? He and some of the guys from Anfield-" Trent choked on air and grabbed Jude. "What do you mean Anfield? Liverpool Anfield? "
"Yes, that one. He is their new midfielder, taking the famous No.8 and is residing quite close to you. " Trent's face lights up and tells Jude that he'll be back in time for the party.
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Dominik was in his car with Curtis and Harvey who were yapping about the new clothes and this famous couture store. "Why am I even driving you guys to the party? You have cars even better than mine." Dominik grumbled on as the two shared a look. "Cause you love us and will do anything for us? " Curtis told him with a smile while Harvey answered "Cause I'm not wasting petrol to come to Manchester, Mate. "
Dom rolled his eyes and parked in front of a house lit with different types of lights. He got out and once they reached the door they were greeted by Erling. He dragged them to the kitchen grabbing cups and told them he'll be back after he's done welcoming everyone. The England players soon spotted a couple of their friends while Dom was left there sipping his cup admiring the older's house.
"Oh Hi Dominik... I'm Jude, Erling's boyfriend. " Jude had walked up to him dragging an unsuspecting Trent who was staring at his phone. "It's nice to meet you. I didn't know he talked about me. " he laughed while shaking his hand. "He talks a lot about his days in Germany and Austria. And this is my best friend Trent. " Jude nudged Trent in the ribs who turned and pinched his arm.
"Whatchu on about? " Trent looked in front of him and his jaw dropped. "Trent, this is Erling's friend from Austria and Germany,Dominik. He's in Liverpool. ' Trent was still standing still with a dazed glint in his eyes. Only Dominik's voice brought him out of his trance.
" it's nice to meet you, Trent. I hope we can get to know each other better. " Trent muttered a 'fuck' and accidentally whispered his thoughts between them. "I can think of many ways you can know me" he smiled at Dominik who was smirking at him. Trent pocketed his phone and answered him. "We can start right now. We have all night. " his forward approach brought a proud smile to Jude's face and a shocked face to Dom's face.
He put out his hand and told him to lead the way. Trent grabbed his hand and led him to the back porch.
They started talking about each other's lives and they had so much in common. "I am a physiotherapist actually so if you ever get an injury you know who to call. " he jokes and they laugh not realizing how close they were getting. Dom had his hand around Trent's shoulders and Trent's hands were grabbing onto Dom's other hand. They talked about the German league and how Erling had met Dominik, Jude and Trent's fraternity attempt and how the two bonded over a failed lap dance. Time passed the two were called by Jude to see Erling cut the cake.
The large striker was in the middle of the crowd and was awaiting for his cake. Jude and Trent came to him carrying the cake and placed it on the large mahogany table. Jude hang onto his arm and sang to him as the other guests sang along. Once it was done the city squad poured cans on beer on him in celebration on him reaching 26.
Trent was standing next to Dominik who was holding his waist almost in a protective manner. The two were sharing a plate filled with cake and were visibly infatuated with the other. To anyone there, they seemed like they had known each other for years but in reality they had known each other for about 4 hours.
They were interrupted by an excited Curtis and Harvey. "TRENT WE'VE MISSED YOU! " The two hugged the poor lad till he tapped them both. "You know the locker rooms aren't the same without you, " Curtis says as Harvey nods in approval. Trent laughs and rubs their heads affectionately. "You know why I had to leave. It was for the good of the club and your future. " he said sadly.
"Wait... You were in Liverpool? " Dom asks as he finally gets a hold of him. Trent nods. "That's a story for another day, " he tells him and taps on his cheeks. He checked the clock and gasped. It was almost midnight. "I have an early day tomorrow and I need to find Jude. " Trent turns to Curtis and Harvey and hugs them. "I promise to visit you guys next time I'm in liverpool we are going for lunch, alright? " he turns to Dominik who was already staring down at him. The two stared at each other eyes darting to each other's lips. "We'll continue our conversation later. I really enjoy your company, " he blushes and kisses Dom's cheek quickly before moving into the kitchen where Jude and his brother were talking. He hugged Jobe and bid them good night as he grabbed his car keys from a drawer in the kitchen.
Curtis whistles as Harvey pats Dominik's back. "Trent already likes you? That's quick. He doesn't warm up to people that quickly. " they tell the Hungarian as he stares at the door Trent walked through. Just one question floated in his mind: Why the hell was Trent wearing such baggy clothes and flinch when he grazed his chest earlier?
He goes out through the same door and picks up his pace seeing Trent open the door to a black urus. He reached him just before he closed his door. "Dominik? Is there anything you like to add? " Trent asks as he opens his door wider. Dominik moves towards Trent and circles his arms around his waist.
"I know we just met but..... How does dinner sound? " Dom asks him as Trent's arms go to his neck. "Mmmh, that's sounds good but I'm not sure you're educated enough on Liverpool restaurants. " The two laugh as Dominik nods his head in approval. "You'll pick a restaurant this time and I pick a another one next time, " this made Trent blush and stare at him.
"Next time?" Trent asks and the only response he got was Dominik's lips on his. The kiss was soft as first but soon turned sloppy as the two slip further into their lust. They parted when they hear a loud honk from a car not far away from Trent's. It was Dominik's. Curtis and Harvey were making kiss sounds and faces while pointing to their watches.
Dominik turns back to Trent and wishes him good night. "I'll see you later? " he asks the scouser who was catching his breath. "I'll see you later. " he closes his door and drives off while Dominik moves to his car. The two english players make kissing faces at him as he buckles his seatbelt. "Not a word to the guys." He says as the two agree instantly. "Just don't fuck it up lad. He's our delicate little flower you know? "
This made Dominik's mind to go haywire. Why are they so protective over him? Is there something more to him?