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Tommy Shelby X Reader

Evening cuddles

Summary: You get to spend a rare evening alone with Thomas. Letting you cherish your time together and tell him a worry that’s been on your brain recently…

Warnings: None just pure fluff!

-January 5th-

Evenings with Tommy were rare, as he was always out working. But tonight he had no business, no dodgy dealings, it was just you and him, in his country cottage in little heath Birmingham. Autumn had arrived, the evenings drawing closer and the night becoming colder, Tommy had made love to you earlier that day and it had taken him no persuading for you to stay the night. Brushing your teeth in the hall, your little lace nightgown being the only thing covering your dignity, you walked up and down the landing. He walked up the stairs with a mug of hot tea in his hand, he looked so beautiful in nothing but his long white shirt and trousers.

"Brought you a tea pretty girl" he said softly.

No one was home tonight, all staying out on business. Tommy had in-fact lied, telling his family and pals he had business towns over. When in fact, he just wanted two days alone with you.

Your age gap was what was preventing many things. Even though you was now an adult, people still would of seen it as abnormal, especially for someone with such a high public figure and status as Tommy had.

You smiled at him, going into the bathroom to rinse your mouth and when you was done, you caught a glimpse of him taking his shirt off in the bedroom. He walked past you on the landing and you grabbed him by the waist. His toned, strong arms and tattoos made your heart flutter. You wrapped your arms round his waist and rested your head on his back. Tommy was sneaky and as soon as you did this, flipped you over taking off your nightdress.

"Fuck! Tommy it's freezing!" You gasped, your long hair being the only thing now keeping you warm.

"Look at that gorgeous body" he smirked, looking down at you.

"Well, you can come and cuddle this body in a second, but I am fucking cold and getting in!" You giggled, running into the bedroom, before you tripped over a pile of clothes and fell flat on the floor.

Tommy never laughed anymore, not since Grace and certainly not since his wedding. But this was probably the 3rd time that year Thomas Shelby was genuinely letting out a hearty, laugh. You was pissing yourself with laughter on the wooden floorboards of his bedroom.

"What the fook was that!" His Birmingham accent wheezed, laughing just as much as you. He actually nearly had tears in his eyes. It made your heart glow with warmth to see him this happy. But that did not combat the fact you was cold and has just fallen over. But you was still rolling around the floor with laughter, giggling.

"I don't know!" You breathed out, crying with laughter yourself. Tommy finished brushing his teeth and walked across the landing where you was already sitting on the bed looking at your grazed knee.

"Let's see" he said, shutting the door behind him and carrying the candle over to the bedside table. He bent down and looked at the half naked girl with a grazed knee now in his creaky bed, pouting at her injury with sad eyes. He bent down so he was level with your eyeline "Well my beautiful soldier, I don't think it's life threatening. You shall live" he smiled. Once again making butterflies fly in your stomach.

"Shut up" you giggled, putting a hand to his face. You tilted your head in awe of him, staring into those icy blue pools he possessed and just smiled.

"What?" He whispered, looking at you with equal amounts of adoration, especially your eyes and lips.

"I love when you smile" you whispered back. He blushed looking down at the floor. He was such a softie deep down, underneath the nerves of steel and domination.

"Are you blushing Mr Shelby?" You giggled.

"Oh fook off" he laughed, standing up. "And budge up will ya, your right it's fookin freezing" you chuckled and shuffled up, letting him get in next to you. Tommy never just got into bed. He always engulfed you with his arms as he did tonight.

"Oooh come er'e" he murmured in the dark, still, cozy room where the only sound that could be heard was the flickering of the burning candle, the rain and the foxes in the street and alleyways outside. The most relaxing of all sounds though, was his voice. It was like a relaxing drug. Something you needed, when it was nighttime.

You lye on his broad chest, tracing circled around his tattoo's as you did most nights, hitching one leg up over his waist as you always did. You was so tiny compared to him.

"Am I warming you up?" You said, smiling up at him. He smiled back at you which was a rare sigh and made your heart glow whenever you saw it.

"You ar'indeed" he whispered, the last of his cigarette hanging from his lips. You both lie there in silence for a while.

"Tommy" you suddenly spoke.

"Yes my darling"

You smiled and made a content noise at his name for you.

"May I tell you a worry I have?"

Tommy finished his cigarette and sat up slightly. He couldn't help but confide in smiled at how cute he thought you was.

"You can tell me anything my gorgeous girl" he said, leaning up against the headboard trying to convey his body warmth to you.

You took a deep breath. "What's troubling you sweetear't?"

You bit your lip.

"Sometimes..." you began shaky. "I lie here, in your arms, and- I worry that I'm not like her. That, I can't make you as happy." You hadn't meant to, but tears started to fall out of your eyes rolling freely down your cheeks as you said so.

"Hey. Woah, woah none of that." He said seriously with furrowed brows, moving his strong hands up and down your arms to keep you warm as you sat up with him in the covers. "Y/N this is.. you are-" he struggled to get the words out. "This is completely different" he said with meaning in his tone. "G- Grace was different. You are- god your." He looked at you with hopeless adoration. "Fuckin hell I love you" he sighed, putting his forehead against yours.

There was a sad silence in the room.

"Y/N you know with Grace it was different, she had- she'd broke my heart before hand and- I- I felt like... - I could never fully trust her..." he stammered out. You looked at him with sad eyes.

"Your the most precious, beautiful, sexy" he chuckled " kindest girl I have ever met and- I know your young and I know we have that between us but.." you looked at him with hope.

"I need you Y/N, you make me the happiest I've ever been"

His eyes were as deep as the Pacific Ocean as he stared at you with nothing but love. Rising up slightly above him you grabbed his face gently with one hand, bringing it up to his cheek, before you connected your lips with his. He kissed you back with genuine love, grazing his hands all over your body as your long brunette hair fell over your shoulders onto his torso.

"I love you Tommy Shelby" you whispered.

"I love you more..."

Fin

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cillianshearts · 1 year

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Tommy Shelby X Reader

Sick

Summary: Your staying over at Arrow house with Thomas for a few days when you suddenly come down with a fever. You’ve been hesitant to tell him, not wanting to distract him, until you finally tell him one evening and he’s worried sick.

Warnings: None! Just pure fluff 😊

-January 3rd-

You shivered as you walked into Tommy's large room. With Lizzie away, you was staying for the week with only the maids being aware. They knew what was going on between Tommy and the 20 year old girl he kept so close in his company but they would never question any of it, and knew better.

You walked into his office in your little nightgown, yawning and shivering like crazy. You looked like death itself. Tommy looked up from his notes immediately and his face softened with worry as he saw his little, secret angel stumbling into his office, tissues in hand and nightgown at her calves. He took his glasses off setting them down on the desk and placed his notes down too.

"Sweetheart, I was just coming in the snug to check on you. Are you okay?" He said. You walked round to the side of his desk.

"Don't feel well Tommy" you whined softly.

Tommy swivelled round in his hair to face you. His face dropped to one of immediate worry.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He said with a confused expression. "Come er'e princess" he beckoned with one finger. You shuffled over closer to him as he put one hand on your shoulders and put one hand on your forehead. "Your fookin freezing but burning up on your head" he half chuckled. "It's a cold darlin"

"Mmmm" you grumbled in discomfort, leaning and nestling your head into his chest. You snuggled your head into his warm body and inhaled the scent of his signature cologne.

"Want cuddles?" He whispered.

You smiled a little smile into his chest and nodded intently. "Okay then, cuddles it is. Come on my sick little angel."

Tommy always fathered you when you was sick. Always.

It was something he loved to do and it almost felt like instinct to do so.

You smiled happily as he picked you up, and you wrapped your legs round his waist, burying your head in his neck as he carried you to his bedroom. Tommy passed two maids on the way and put a finger to his lips as he walked by them, to which they just nodded at in response, knowing not to ask any questions.

Lizzie didn't know about you.

It was a complicated situation and if Lizzie came asking any questions Tommy truthfully didn't know what he would of said, because he truly loved you with every ounce of your being...

He walked into his room where the maids had taken note of your sickness, the bed was already warmed and a fire was roaring, Tommy lay your half limp body down gently on the covers. He walked over to the window making sure the curtains were drawn and then back to the door to shut it.

"Are you staying?" Your eyes lit up as did your face as you sat half up in the bed, you had expected him to just put you to bed, as you know his trouble with sleeping now days.

"Of course I am" he said genuinely, taking his suit and white shirt off leaving him in nothing but his pants and tattoos. You smiled happily, your eyes sparkling.

"Arms up" he said. You did as you was told and he gently took off your nightgown pulling it over your head followed by your bra. "Beautiful girl" he said, kissing your shoulder and then climbing in next to you. You was already lying down as he propped himself up slightly so your head met his chest to which he patted.

"Come er'e you, snuggle in er'e" he said, his gruff voice your source of comfort in the room. That and his warm body and scent. You snuggled into Tommy's chest as you groaned.

"I don't feel well Tommy" you whined just wanting him and to feel better again.

You whined softly.

"I know my girl... I know. Shhhhh you just lay there." He engulfed your tiny body in his big strong arms and you sighed with happiness as he did...

"Love you so much, I fuckin hate it when your sick" he sighed, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

"Will you stay all night?" You said softly, staring up into his ocean eyes.

"All night" he smiled softly.

You put your head back down happily. "And mornin, I'm taking that off too."

"What!" You said in shock.

"I ain't going anywhere, not if your sick. Your my main priority alright?" You smiled up at him in pure disbelief that he was really saying that.

"Oh my Tommy..." you sighed, your head still pounding slightly.

"All yours" he kissed your head.

"What if you get sick too?"

"Then we'll be sick together"

"But the company and- and your work-"

"Shhh shhh shh, I'm not getting sick, I'm not going anywhere. I'm holding you in these arms all night long. You just sleep my angel"

You sighed in pure happiness.

"I love you Tommy" you said, looking up at his lips and then at him. To which he followed up by leaning down to you in the bed and connecting his lips to yours. You melted into the kiss, slow and happily. You pulled away for air.

"Well if your not sick your definitely going to get sick now!" You gasped. Tommy shook his head and smiled.

"Go to sleep" he whispered, softly.

"Okay, goodnight Tommy."

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Tommy Shelby X Reader

Imagine Tommy and you having your first proper argument and you thinking he is mad at you all day…

Summary: You and Thomas have your first, proper harsh argument. You are convinced he is beyond may at you and so you hide yourself away all day, when in reality… things couldn’t be further from the truth.

Warnings: Strong language, little angst at the beginning but apart from that just pure fluff!

P.S - This is my first story and I’m new to writing. Please be kind! (Reader is 19)

-January 1st-

“YOUR BEING A SELFISH LITTLE BITCH” he yelled, slamming his fist down on his desk.

Tommy had seemed secretive upon you walking into the office and after you calling him out in it, things had escalated. Truthfully you was worried about him, you knew business wasn’t yours to understand and know about but when your fear got the better of you, you’d take it out on Tommy for being too secretive, usually just ending up in the two of you saying things you would both regret to one another.

You was so infuriated with him to even think properly about the words you were saying back.

“OH FUCK OFF THOMAS, IT’S NOT MY FAULT I WANT TO MAKE SURE YOUR SAFE.”

“Fuck off eh? That’s how you want to fucking speak to me? Y/N, when are you going to fucking understand…” he said through gritted teeth, his voice dangerously low now, breathing heavily. “There are some things that don’t concern you. Business that isn’t yours TO FUCKING KNOW” he raised his voice once again and you tried to stop your lip from trembling.

There was no way you was going to cry in front of him. It always made him feel absolutely terrible and you didn’t want that too, but in this moment your emotions seemed to get the better of you, and Tommy picked up on the quiver of your lip almost instantly. “Don’t fucking cry, don’t stand here and fucking cry in front of me” he said, his icy blue haze hardening in front of you.

This pissed you off. Anger took over immediately as you retaliated with words once again. Words you probably didn’t mean.

“YOU KEEP ME A SECRET, AND THEN EXPECT ME TO LIVE IN A LIFE THATS FULL OF FUCKING SECRETS TOO?” Tommy shut his eyes and sat back down in his desk.

“I have to keep you a fucking secret you stupid little girl” he seethed, sighing as he did so. “You think any of those fuckers out there would let it slide that I’m dating a fucking kid. Your 19 for fuck sake. I’m old enough to be your dad.”

There was an awkward silence between the two of you until you said something that over stepped the line.

“Yet whose the one who makes me call him daddy at night?”

Thomas looked done.

“Just fuck off Y/N” he said raising an eyebrow and shaking his head. He had no energy in him to argue anymore. You couldn’t take it any longer, how dare he patronize you and then blame you for feeling locked out of his emotions?

“I FUCKING HATE YOU” you screamed, and with that you turned on your heel and slammed the door to his office behind you, immediately bursting into tears as you had done. You’d just told him you hate him, when in reality he meant more to you than anything in your world. You loved that man more than you loved yourself. But that didn’t matter now, you knew Tommy was probably hurt now too and you would be the last person he wanted to see.

That day was the worst, you had meant to be spending it with him and now you was locked in your tiny bedroom in small heath, just you in his family’s, little home. Polly, Ada and the rest of the boys were out on business, whilst Tommy had time to focus on other things back in Birmingham and more importantly… you. But it had ended up in an argument and you spend that entire day crying by the fire, lighting candles to make yourself feel cozy and regretting everything you had done that day.

It was getting to evening when you heard the door click. You was in Tommy’s room, lying in his bed and hopelessly smelling the bedsheets wishing he was with you when you heard his footsteps on the stairs. “Y/N?” You heard him call. His voice sounded raspy and low, like he didn’t want to wake you in case you was asleep. But he was probably so mad at you, and now he was going to find you in his bed. Trying to get out of the covers as quickly as possible, you sat up and went to stand when he opened the door. To be greeted with a puffy, red eyed girl surrounded by tissues and smudged makeup.

“Oh sweetheart” he said pitifully looking at you, and as soon as you heard his tone and realized he wasn’t angry at you, relief flooded in your veins. You couldn’t get your words out quick enough.

“T- Tommy I don’t hate you! I- I’m sorry I- I love you so much I’m so sorry” you babbled, probably sounding like an idiot but in that moment you didn’t care. “Hey! What you crying for eh? Don’t be so daft, come here silly girl” he said now laying next to you in the bed and engulfing you in his big, strong arms. You inhaled his scent of whiskey and cigarettes and a hazy smile appeared on your face. “I missed you so much” you cried again.

“Why didn’t you come and see me? I was only in me office all bloody day, it was fuckin’ lonely” he chuckled, using his thumbs to wipe the makeup that had run down your cheeks.

“I - thought you would be mad at me” you snuffled, sounding like an incompetent child. Thomas sighed.

“I’m sorry” he said gently, but still with a rasp to his voice. “I shouldn’t of shouted at you like that earlier and called you what I did. I fuckin hate myself for it, your a kid and you need answers and I get that. I do.”

“No Tommy it’s okay! You was right I was being selfi-“

“No!” He interrupted, grabbing ahold of your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. “You weren’t, your just worried and I get that- I do”

You lifted the hand he wasn’t holding up to his cheek.“I just wanted to make sure you was okay, I feel like you keep everything from me-“ you said in almost a whisper now, doing everything within you to stop yourself from breaking down into tears in front of him once again.

“I don’t mean to, I just want to keep you safe” he said gruffly.” His blue eyes staring straight into yours.

“I know” you said, half smiling. Thomas looked as sad as you as his eyes flicked down from your plump little lips to his rough ones. Slowly he edged closer to you, meeting each other’s lips as your glossy ones met his gently. He tasted of the whisky he’d been drinking and smoke, and within seconds you was pure putty in his hands. You let out a soft whine as he pulled away and without hesitation you climbed into his lap.

You smiled now up at him, half happy you had made up and half happy you were both alone in his room together. That was until you caught a lost glint in his eye. “Why do you look sad?” You said, staring into his eyes as he looked at you.

“Because I was a fucking bastard to you earlier” he said sighing. “And I don’t want you to think I’m just kissing you to make up for it-“

“Hm, since when did Tommy Shelby care what others thought about him?” You said starting to undo his tie and take off his waistcoat.

“Since a pretty girl like you changed my world” he said meeting your gaze again. He took you off guard by saying that and you blushed.

“I fucking love you Y/N. I love you so much”

It was you this time, who leaned down and brought the man you was kneeling above, into a deeper kiss. To which even Tommy this time groaned at. “Show me how much” you pouted, fluttering your eyelashes at him, and it didn’t take him another second to flip both of your positions so he was on top of you.

His rough hands brushed along side your porcelain cheeks as your breath started to hitch. “Pretty girl…” he sighed in content. “My pretty girl”

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