les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

38. Not In Love

Summary: You & Tommy are definitely NOT in love, no way.

Warnings: Typical peaky violence, language.

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

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You couldn't believe Esme had made it your job to go and see Tommy for information, you were trying your hardest to avoid him, but Esme had insisted knowing she wouldn't get anywhere with him and John had warned her to give it a rest.

You didn't even knock, just made your way straight into his office, you wouldn't even know how to describe what you were to each other if anyone asked, you were his oldest friend? his lover? you were a girl from before France and after.

"Tommy, what I said the other night" you started bustling through the door.

Tommy looked up from the papers on his desk, glasses perched on his nose "We were drunk y/n" he sighed.

You held up your hand as you slipped into the chair on the other side of his desk, you grabbed for his cigarettes, lighting one up "I'm not in love with you" you stated eyes focused on him.

"Good" he nodded turning his attention back to his work.

"Now that's out of the way, I need the name of that woman me and Esme want to pay her a visit" you gave him a smile.

"No, I've told you, John has told Esme, you're not going to do anything, it's under control"

You rolled your eyes "Tommy, we know what we're doing"

Tommy stood up, walking around to your side of the desk, perching on the edge "You might know what you're doing, but you're not going" he was studying your face.

You stood up stepping towards him, hands resting on his shoulders "Tom, you know i'll find her anyway so just give me her name"

His hand instantly fell to your waist without hesitation "I said no, so stop pushing me, eh?"

Once again you rolled your eyes, grabbing your bag from the desk you spun on your heel "You spoil all the fun Tommy" you pouted with one look back before you left his office.

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Tommy was not in the mood for anyone to interrupt him, his afternoon was packed with meetings and deals, but he hadn't been able to concentrate since you left his office in a haze of pouts and deep perfume.

John burst through the office door, Tommy was ready to shout at whoever had decided to barge in, but the look on Johns face stopped him. "Tom,Tom you need to come, y/n she's been hurt" He was out of breath.

Tommy was in the car in mere seconds heart pounding, if anything happened to you he'd never forgive himself.

John speeding to Polly's house. "What the fuck happened what did she do?" Tommy could feel the anger mixing with the sheer panic in his veins.

John sighed rubbing at his temples "They went after that woman, she had men waiting for them or us, whoever it was y/n took the bullet"

"Fuck, Fuck she never fucking listens" Tommy raged.

"Where is she?" Tommy pushed past Esme as he entered Polly's house, leaving John to sort out Esme he needed to deal with Y/N.

He grabbed the bottle of whiskey on the way through the hall, as soon as he opened the door to the dining room his eyes fell on you, stretched out on the table, eyes scrunched closed as Polly dug around for the bullet.

Linda was stroking at your hair as you clung to Arthurs hand "Almost out y/n"

Tommy strode over unscrewing the whiskey he pressed the bottle to your lips "Tom?" you whispered almost speechless with the pain.

"Yeah, I'm here" his heart was pounding he couldn't put his finger on the feeling, he felt Arthur press your hand into his pulling him out of his head.

With a blood curdling screen erupting from your chest, Polly held the bullet in the air "Still got it" she smirked as Tommy unexpectedly pushed the bottle of alcohol to the wound.

Your back arched from the table, hands grabbing for something anything to distract you from the pain soaring through your body.

"Shush, shush its fine" Tommy was brushing your hair from your clammy forehead.

You opened your eyes locking instantly with Tommy's "Everybody get out" he ordered eyes never leaving yours.

**

"Could of fucking lost you" he sighed, helping you sit up.

You were nodding, you had been so petrified in those moments hearing the gunshot, the seconds before you registered it was you the gun had been aimed at and all you could think of is the fact you had lied to Tommy, you did love him and now he'd never know.

"I'm here aren't I?" you huffed out a slight laugh, Tommy rolling his eyes.

"Fucking realised as soon I followed John out to the car, that I do love you and I wouldn't be able to tell you" He was knealing on the floor in front of you.

You smiled pushing your hand through the front of his hair, cupping his cheek "thought I was dying and hadn't told you the truth"

"So it takes you nearly dying to realise that, eh?" he smirked turning his face to press a kiss to the palm of your shaking hand.

"Never simple with us Tom" you managed a small smile as a wave of pain shot down your arm.

"That would be too boring" Tommy helped you up, moving you to the sofa getting you comfortable.

His eyes flicked over you, his heart pounding in his chest still, he knew for sure now that he would do anything in his power to protect you, starting with those men who thought it was their right to hurt a Shelby Woman.

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