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"I want you to see how beautiful you are"- Thomas Shelby
Thomas was awake well before Francis so he sat and just stared taking in the absolute beauty he had laying infront of him. Her mousy blonde hair was splayed out messily around her, one piece was laying just above her mouth.
Without thinking Thomas gently leaned over and pulled the strand from her face. She stirred a little before waking up. Her eyes shot around the unfamiliar room and panic set in "oh go-." She was quickly cut off by the sight of Tommy stood in front of her.
"Didn't mean to wake you," he nodded apologetically but she just waved him off.
"Nonsense I have to get ready anyway, Harry will skin me if I'm late." She smiled at him to show that it was okay and she wasn't angry.
Her surroundings set in. The room was dark and damp, fitting in perfectly with this dismal smoggy place. A shit show.
Small heath was no place to raise a child.
Why was she thinking about raising any children? How ridiculous she didn't even like babies.
Thomas spoke before her thoughts could continue and he spoke angrily as if something had annoyed him. "I've got a family meeting and I'd appreciate your attendance. Polly said she wants you to come. I forgot to mention it last night, I got a bit sidetracked," when he spoke he sounded as if he didn't want her to come at all as if he opposed the idea of Francis being with the family in the first place.
Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "But I have work?" She stated worriedly.
"Harry will let you have ten minutes off, besides if he says no I'll cut out his tongue," he said smugly causing Francis to let out a scoff.
From this angle she could admire him just as much as he could admire her. His hair was no longer smoothed out instead it was soft and messy and upon it no longer sat his good old razor blade cap. This was a significant thing for the Shelby boys it was almost a key part of the whole organisation.
Whereas she was sat completely bare out to the world but only for Tommy to see. She had shown him everything last night and no longer had anything to hide. Her perky nipples and doe eyes almost made Thomas throw the whole idea of attending the meeting down the drain.
Francis ached from last nights activities but it was an ache she was glad was there. Her lips where pink, plump and swollen only leaving a feeling of loss to linger between them.
The moment her legs flung over the side of the bed and onto the floor she was pulled away from the fantasy world she never wanted to leave. A world full of simple things and soft touches. A world she knew she would never have.
