les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

7. Hitched

Hitched | Cillian x Fem!Reader | One Shot | 

Summary: It's your wedding day, Cillian finally sees you in your dress.

Warnings: Pure fluff.

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e of the holiday home you were renting from his friend.

A year later and the day was finally here, Cillian had been home from filming Peaky Blinders for two months. He had been around to help with final touches and make some decisions in your presence and not just over skype. Your bridemaids bundled into the room at the country house you'd rented out for the night before and the wedding night, they were all dressed in the silk dusty pink robes you had got for them as presents, you were sat getting your hair done, make-up already completed. Your sister was leaning against the dressing table, glass of champagne in her hand "are you ready to finally marry Cill?" she smiled, you looked beautiful light make-up hair curled and pinned off your face. You bit at your lip, a small smile tugging onto your face "Ready, but nervous" you stated with a deep breath, leaning for your own glass of champagne. Your sister smiled, squeezing your shoulder reassuringly "You'll be fine, it's your Cill" she clinked her glass with yours "Time for the dress"

You stood up, placing the glass back onto the side "I just need to change into the lingerie" you blushed lightly, grabbing the bag from the expensive bridal boutique in Dublin City centre. You re-entered the room, your mum had finally arrived from the City having to go and pick up last minute flowers that hadn't arrived, you were relieved that she had made it in time to help with your dress.

Stood in front of the mirror, you dropped the robe, all your bridesmaids whistling at the sight of you in the delicate lingerie, the silk suspender belt, the boned and tied corset, the silk knickers that curved perfectly on your hips. "Stop it" you mumbled grabbing the slip for under your dress. "Cillian is going to pass out when he see's you in this tonight" your friend winked as your mum helped pull your dress up. "Yeah the old man has a few more years on his ticker than you do y/n" your sister joined in. They always loved to point out that you'd bagged yourself an older man, Cillian was 17 years older than you, meeting at a literacy festival when you were just 23 and starting your career as a English teacher. *** Cillian was at the top of the alter, hands clasped together to try and calm his nerves, the wedding had been perfectly planned mainly by you, but he was still having thoughts of you not showing up, which his brother and groomsmen had dismissed telling him to stop acting like an eejit.

He turned to his younger brother "let me know when she's here, I can't turn round until she's here"

His brother nodded, eyes trained on the top of the alter, the back garden of the Country house was filling up, Cillian knew you were upstairs in one of those rooms with your sister, and best friends.

You were making your way across the lawn arm linked with your dad, he was talking about his wedding day to your mother, how nervous he was to be standing and waiting for her, how he'd felt the lump in his throat expand as she appeared at the top of the church alter.

Then you were at the top of the alter, your bridemaids making their way down, Cillian's and after today your niece walking down in the front with her flowers.

"She's here" Cillian nodded as his brother announced your arrival, he turned slowly with a deep breath.

His blue eyes grazed over you, the fitted bodice of the in embroidered long sleeve lace, the full tulle of the skirt puffing out from the waist. You always looked beautiful, even on days when you'd spent the day lazing around the house in an oversized shirt and gym shorts, but today there was something magical about you, something so different and stunning. He felt his breath catch in his throat as you finally started to make your way towards him. You finally looked up at him, eyes locking together as you slowly walked down the aisle, the music playing softly in the background, "you okay?" you mouthed at him with a smile. Cillian could feel himself getting emotional, he couldn't believe that your were moments away from joining him at the alter and becoming his wife, you had actually agreed to spend your life with him. He nodded slowly in response to your question, taking a steadying breath, then you were in front of him, your father kissing your cheek, shaking Cillians hand before taking his seat, your sister lent over to take your bouquet.

Cillian's hands found yours "You look beautiful" he sighed feeling all his nerves melt away. You were finally pronounced husband and wife, Cillian dipping you for a kiss as your friends and family cheered and clapped from the seats.

You couldn't keep the grin off your face as he took your hand and led you up the aisle.

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From peakyscillian on Tumblr.