I've Got Your Six - Mob!TomxReader

Chapter 18 - Double Vodka Lemonade.

A/N: I've been thinking about face claims for this chapter, as I've posted a photo of what I imagine the Milani twins to look like, and everyone else looks like themselves aside from Y/N who I left mostly open to imagination, could imagine her as yourself, or any celebrity you want so:

Jay, from the bar, I see as Dylan Minnette but more rugged and less soft? Like if Dylan had less of a baby face and a bit of a beard etc lmao

I see Steve, her former boss, as Mads Mikkelsen, NO doubt. But instead of just under 6ft he's almost 7ft lol. I also imagine him in my head as having a deep south American accent? Like, think Devil All The Time kinda vibes?

This is a little bit of a filler chapter - but you can't always have drama eh? Wouldn't be fun if it was constant drama;) but it's super cute and I really enjoyed re-writing it despite my first draft disappearing lmao.

ANYWAY - here we go!

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Around a month later, Tom was well enough to get back to work properly. Harrison and the twins had done an amazing job at keeping things going around the place, and Tom couldn't be more thankful for everything that everyone had done for him whilst he was out of commission.

Sitting in his office chair almost felt alien to him after being out of it for so long, and the usual sweatpants and t-shirts he'd been lounging around in had been traded for his usual crisp suit and combat boots. His holster was missing from the ensemble though, Y/N had convinced him not to put any pressure on his torso, and instead had Harrison stand inside the office by the door instead.

The day went by smoothly and quickly, with Y/N convincing Tom to book easy days for a short while, meaning less meetings and more free time in the evenings. Harrison was still handling the paperwork for him so he could get plenty of rest, no matter how much Tom tried to assure the pair that he was fine and could do it himself - they just wanted what was best for him, so he accepted it.

By that evening (if you could call 4pm evening) Tom was changing out of the tight, slightly uncomfortable suit into something more casual, resting on the bedside, phone in hand, whilst he watched the love of his life get ready herself. She'd asked him earlier that day if they could make a visit to The Six Tails, and of course - Tom obliged immediately. She'd spent so much time away from the only friends she knew before him, and he almost felt guilty about it despite how many times she'd reassured him that she didn't mind and she'd kept in touch over video call with both Jay and Steve regularly to let them know that she'd in fact, not turned up dead in a ditch somewhere. That made Tom laugh.

Tom felt his heart swell whilst he looked upon her. He wondered if it was possible that she got more beautiful as the days passed. Today, she stood before him, dressed in a skintight black dress with a red chinese dragon print, with thin straps - which she'd paired with her faithful combat boots and fishnet tights. As she pulled her oversized denim jacket around her shoulders, pausing to roll the sleeves to her elbow and shoving her belongings in the pockets, she turned to him - catching him staring at her.

"What, there something on my face?" She quipped with a smirk and a twinkle in her eyes. She looked incredible. Her makeup was perfect, as it always was. Her hair (still dip dyed) rested in loose waves falling to the middle of her back, the top portion pulled up into a ponytail in the middle of her head. 

"You're just beautiful." He breathed, and she almost didn't hear him, but she did. Making her way over to sit by his shoeless feet that were propped up on the bed - she rested her hand on his knee. He looked almost identical to the day they met, sporting a similar t-shirt and a different leather jacket, with the same jeans and the combat boots that sat beside the bed, waiting to be pulled on at the last minute. She smiled at the memory, remembering how nervous she was to speak to him back then. If only she knew.