les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

10. Heat

|Heat | Cillian x Fem!Reader |

Summary: It's too hot to sleep piled together in a bed. 

Warnings: Actual Fluff. 

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Cillian kicked the covers off his legs, turning his head to watch as you slept so peacefully even in the sweltering heat of the room.

You were dressed in just a small crop top and a cotton thong, laying curled into your ever swelling stomach was your four year old daughter Trixie, she was in just her nighttime nappy still having trouble with little accidents you had both agreed it was the beast option, sucking at her thumb as she slept.

He huffed out a breath, knowing the heat had made you even more tired that's why you had the joy of sleeping through the night.

He couldn't deny you that joy, you'd been struggling through the scorching days, swollen ankles, aching back the works.

Your daughter could sleep through anything, as long as she had her thumb and most of the time her mummy at her side. Cillian just wished he could do the same so effortlessly.

Cillian was just drifting off, when the warmth of a body pressed to him shook him awake, he opened one eye spotting Trixie trying her hardest to use him as her bed for the night.

"Dada, hot" she muttered eyes opening to look at him, he pushed her dark mop of hair off her forehead.

"I know princess, I know" he sighed pulling her onto his chest.He cautiously cast a glance over to you, you were still sound asleep.

"Let's go down get some fresh cold water" he suggested, Trixie nodded thumb back in her mouth.

He got up from the bed, easily hitching Trixie higher up in his arms, he grabbed his phone for a bit of light as he made his way to the hall.

Cillian settled Trixie onto the small sofa in the dining side of the kitchen next to the now open door, there was a cooler breeze coming in, he filled her sippy cup with a few ice cubes and cold water, getting himself a glass as well.

"Tank you dada" Trixie smiled up at him as he ruffled her hair, taking a seat next to her she fell back into his side sipping at her water.

"Mama doesn't want water?" She questioned in between sipsCillian shook his head, feeling her forehead to make sure she wasn't too hot "mama is sleeping".

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You made your way down the stairs, you'd woke up to an empty bed, you'd finally got a good amount of sleep but now you were boiling. Walking into the kitchen, you spotted Cillian on the sofa, the window wide open, Trixie curled into his side, his arms wrapped around her protectively as they both slept.

You padded over to the cupboard for a glass, filling it with ice and water you gulped it down, opening the french doors, you sat on the arm of the sofa, watching as Cillian stirred, Trixie nuzzling closer to his side.

"Hey you" you smiled, he reached out his hand for you.

You linked your fingers "Sleep well?" you laughed lightly, he shifted over so you could sit down next to him and Trixie.

"Finally, it was so warm upstairs, we came down for water, Trixie was talking for a while we decided baby is going to be called Bubbles, you weren't here so you don't have a say" he smirked.

"Bubbles Murphy, how unique" you passed him your half drunk glass of water, he gladly accepted it, as Trixie opened her eyes, the same piercing blue as her fathers.

"Mama you're awake, is baby awake?" her small hand fell to your stomach.

"Baby is sleeping Trix, they're getting they're rest" you smiled, pulling her into your lap.

You didn't ever picture yourself with a baby, so being blessed with two was something that made your heart skip a delighted beat whenever you pictured it.

Cillian had been all for having a family, you were unsure but the moment you held Trixie in your arms after seven hours of labour you couldn't comprehend the amount of love you felt for her.

"Dada, when baby is here if they're a boy will you have to teach him things, like when you stand to pee pee, that's funny" she giggled.

Cillian smirked, pretending to think about it for a moment "I guess I will, do you want a brother?" he asked.

She clambered over to him, she was always wanting to give you both attention when you were all sat together, she rested her hand on Cillians cheek.

"Yes, then you will have a boy and mummy will have me" she stated, so matter of fact.

You couldn't help but laugh tickling at her side, Cillian nodded "I won't be outnumbered I like that plan Trix" he lent to kiss her forehead.

"How about we get up have breakfast and then we can get in the pool?" Cillian suggested.

It was wild to you that in Ireland you would have an outdoor pool but the house had come with it and you'd used it more than you thought, especially after Cillian decided it need to have cover over it and turned it into a pool house.

"I like it when we swim dada, mam's belly floats" Trixie giggled taking Cillian's hand as he helped her off the sofa, heading into the main kitchen to decide on breakfast while you took a seat at the island, watching them both.

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