Summary: Cillian is nothing but professional, so professional he never realises when other people are flirting with him, Reader notices everytime, there's one co-star who really gets to her, can Cillian convince Reader that he only has eyes for her?
Warnings: Smut, language, tiny tiny bit angsty but not too big.
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Cillian had invited you onto the set of his latest movie, he was doing a night shoot which meant fewer people around the set, so he could have downtime with you in his trailer.
You were currently in the catering tent, grabbing a coffee and something warm to eat because the London night was dropping quickly to below freezing.
You walked back onto the set, taking your place in Cillian's chair whilst he was running through the next scene with his co-star, she was laughing at something he said, her hand falling onto his chest, you couldn't take your eyes of what she was doing, Cillian being his usual professional self hadn't clicked onto her behaviour.
She turned to look right at you, a smile pulled onto her lips as she lent in a whispered into his ear, he was intently listening of course he was, he didn't think there was anything going on.
You had seen enough, her hand curled round his bicep, her body pushed right against his and they weren't even filming!
You decided you needed to go cool down in the trailer, before you marched onto the set and pulled her off your boyfriend.
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Cillian had arrived back at the trailer twenty minutes after you, he was bundled up in a massive fleece lined coat, looking like he was ready to defrost under the blanket you were snuggled up with, reading through some paperwork from a cilent that you needed sorted by Monday.
"Hey, you left set" he was pulling the coat from his body.
His eyes not leaving you, sat on the small bed, glasses perched on your nose paperwork propped up on your legs, cup of coffee on the small shelf.
"I know, I couldn't watch Jasmine flirt with you any longer, it was quite uncomfortable" you stated not looking up from your work.
You felt the bed dip as he sat on the edge, turning his body to face you, plucking the paper work from your fingers.
"She's just a co-star" he frowned
You nodded slowly thinking of your next words "Yes, she looked it, especially when she was pressing herself against you to whisper in your ear"
Cillian sighed, he was tired it had been a long day "I didn't even notice" he admitted
"I thought as much, it just makes me uncomfortable" you pouted ever so slightly, he was your man, not some random girl who he happened to be spending most of his waking hours with.
Cillian smiled slightly pulling your body towards him "I swear it's strictly professional from me, don't need anyone else, wanted you and got you" he was peppering kisses across your face.
You squirmed away from him with a giggle "Wanted me huh?"
He smirked at you, as you swung your legs over his to sit on his lap "Always want you" he nudged your nose with his, pressing his lips to yours.
The door burst open and of course Jasmine was there "Oh sorry I didn't even realise you were here y/n"
You rolled your eyes because she obviously had, she'd said hello to you, stared at you from across the set, she'd even held the ladies bathroom door open for you.
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les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby
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