les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

40. Sleep

Summary: Tommy hasn't slept since returning from war.

Warnings: fluffy!Tommy

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Fem!Reader

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It had been four weeks since Tommy had returned from France, four weeks of you waking up in bed alone because he was down in the office unable to sleep, four weeks since you felt any kind of warmth from him.

Polly had warned you, told you to keep an eye on him, told you to stick it out he'd come back to you, but you were so lonely and he was right there in the house with you.

You were in the main room of the house, the fire burning, you'd heard Tommy come home around fifteen minutes ago, you always felt some kind of relief when he walked back through the door, he had returned once again.

The door opened, letting in a slight chill from the hall, Tommy stood in the doorway, he looked exhausted.

You'd been trying recently to let him come to you, to let him seek affection from you but tonight he looked defeated, you were on your feet over to him in an instant as if you'd been pulled there by some thread.

You took his hand, leading him to the sofa, to the warmth of the fire and your arms. You let him get comfortable, his head on your lap, eyes closed but not asleep.

"I love you Tom, you need to stop doing this" you were pushing your fingers through his hair.

You felt him nod, he was quickly in the state between being awake and asleep, his eyes closed, body relaxed.

"I was so fucking scared in France, I didn't know if I'd survive down there in those tunnels" he was barely audible "but I did, then I was scared I'd come home and you wouldn't be here waiting for me" he had linked his fingers with yours.

You didn't say anything let him speak, he wasn't quite asleep but he was never this open with you "but you were here waiting for me with open arms and you're so full of love always so full"

You could feel the tears pressing at the back of your eyes, he hadn't ever been this vunerable with you "and I'm such a coward for acting this way, such a fucking coward, you deserve so much more than me"

He turned on the sofa, his face pressed against your stomach, buried in the fabric of your dress "but you still love me everyday, you're still here waiting for me"

You lent down to press a kiss to his forehead "always Tommy, forever" you whispered.

Tommy's fingers were curled in the material of your dress "I love you so much, y/n" he let out a content sigh.

You hadn't heard those words from him in years, it had been in the few letters that he had sent but nothing could beat hearing it from him.

"I love you just as much" you smiled, looking down at him, he was finally alseep his breathing steady, the frown that had settled on his forehead in the past few weeks had disappeared.

You settled back against the cushions, feeling the weight lift from your shoulders.

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