Peaky Blinders Imagines

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Storm Filled Nights
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A week of dark skies and rain-filled days had been leading up to a storm that was going to last a few days.

It had rained that morning like it had done every morning for the last week but the skies remained dark all of the clouds too dark and thick for the sun to get through. The rain fell harder as the day wore on and as the evening approached. Y/n could hear the rumblings of thunder in the distance.

Tommy had come home from the office in the late afternoon that day, a stark difference from the late evenings he usually did. He popped into the living room where Y/n was in with Charlie.
"The roads will flood in a few hours, I didn't want to risk it." He explains before he retreats into his home office.

Charlie was visibly upset about the poor weather, on the car journey home he had lamented about how his class weren't allowed outside or on the playground due to the rain as they had every other day that week and he was getting pretty sick and tired of being indoors all day.

If the fields outside weren't flooded already, Y/n would let him run about for 30 minutes but at this rate, the moment he stepped on the grass he would be knee-deep.
"I know it sucks to be stuck all day indoors but the rain is only falling harder and the thunder in the distance will reach us in no time." Y/n attempted to soothe Charlie who was staring forlornly out of the window.

Y/n pulled Charlie away from the window in hopes she could find something to distract him.
"I'm sure some hot chocolate will perk you up, want to make some?"
The suggestion did indeed perk Charlie up as he eagerly nodded and rushed ahead to the kitchen causing Y/n to hurry after him.

Together they made hot chocolate for the both of them and for Tommy, his usual straight whiskey which they gave to him in his office before returning to the living room and curling up in front of the roaring fire.

When dinner approached, the storm had picked up and gotten worse, the rain lashed against the window and the howls of the wind echoed through the old house. Dinner was a quick affair, everyone itching to get back to their rooms to prepare for the long night ahead of them.

Putting Charlie to bed that evening was no easy task either, the constant flashes of lightning and rumbling of thunder had seriously unnerved the young boy who refused to sleep. At first, he begged to stay with them but Tommy came to a compromise that he has to at least try to sleep in his own bed first before he sought comfort in theirs, Charlie agreed only if they stayed with him until he fell asleep.

It took multiple bedtime stories and Tommy constantly leaving to refill his drink whilst ignoring the pointed glares Y/n threw him as he did but Charlie did eventually drift off and Y/n and Tommy were free to retire to their room.

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The loudest thunder (Y/N) had ever heard had shaken Arrow House and caused her to wake up with a sharp gasp and Tommy woke up moments later, they barely had time to catch their breaths before their bedroom door slammed open and shut in quick succession and Charlie scurried to the bed.
"Charlie?" Tommy croaks out, still half asleep.
"I got scared..." Charlie whimpers as Y/n pulls him into her arms.
"You're okay, you're safe." Y/n comforts him as she situates him between her and Tommy, making the duvet cover him.
"Can I stay with you?"
"Of course you can sweetie, we will protect you, just go to sleep okay?"
Charlie gives a small nod and (Y/N) presses a kiss to his forehead before curling up next to him, Tommy casts one last look over his family before wrapping his arm around them and falling back to sleep as well.