Peaky Blinders. One shot and imagines

Arthur's shadow - Part 3 - Isaiah x Reader

(Y/n) held up her hand, as Isaiah went to speak. The young Shelby making sure that Arthur had really left them, before she turned back to look at the handsome boy in front of her. (Y/n) knew her brother better than he knew himself, knew that even if it was Issy, Arthur wouldn't really want to leave her; that when her old friend had finished speaking to her, they would find him still somewhere outside waiting, no matter what he had said. But at least he was out of earshot. for now.

"Is everything alright............?" Isaiah asked, as (Y/n) let out a heavy sigh and leant against the side of the ring.

"Yeah........I'm just a little worried about Arthur, is all. He been taking cocaine again; I know that everyone else seems to do it, but it's not good for him. I know he might think that it helps, but if you ask me, it does the reverse. He woke up again the other night, screaming out; saying that he could hear them on the other side of the wall. That they were digging to get to him. That he could hear scratching and them talking. He had a gun under his pillow, Issy. He was pointing it at us when we raced into his room. I swear that he was gonna kill John or Tommy if I hadn't been there. I know he's never told me everything that he saw during the war, that he never will; that he wants to protect me from all the real horrors; but I am sure that if I knew a little more, then I could do more to help. I've asked Tommy, and well............you know what Tommy's like; he'll tell me less than Arthur. And John.........John just can't explain. I don't think that he really knows where to start. I just wish I knew what to do, Issy. I worry about Arthur so much." (Y/n) explained, as she did her best to brush the tears from her cheeks, before Issy noticed them. The young Shelby knowing that her best friend wouldn't care if she cried; but if Finn were to see her shedding a tear, he would never let her live it down.

"Come here.........." Isaiah told her, as he went to pull her into his arms.

"No! You're all nice and clean, and I'm all sweaty..............."

"Oh, like I care.............." Isaiah continued with a chuckle, before pulling her to him. His smile broadening as she laid her head on his chest; his arms wrapping themselves around her.

He didn't get to do this often. Usually, (Y/n) was surrounded by the rest of her family. If not Arthur, then John or Tommy; even Polly and Ada seeming to always ruin his chances of being able to spend time with the beautiful girl; so now, as for once they were alone, he was going to take the chance to be as close to her as he possibly could. Isaiah happy to be there to console her. To reassure her.

"I'm sorry, Issy. You wanted to talk to me about something." (Y/n) finally said with a sniff, as she reluctantly pulled herself away from his arms. Wishing that she could just stay there and let the handsome boy hug aways all her concerns and worries. The young Shelby wishing that she and Issy could do this more often. That her brothers, sister and Aunt Polly wouldn't keep such a watchful eye on her. A smile pulling at her lips, as she looked up at him.

She had watched him fight often, when she was supposed to be there to watch Arthur and Finn. Isaiah's half naked body quite taking her breath away. The youngest female Shelby, finding her mind filled with all sorts of thoughts. Thoughts that would make her squirm in her seat. That would make her breath catch in her throat. Thoughts that would always make her blush, if she met his father. But she couldn't help herself; couldn't help but wonder what might lay under the pants that he wore. What it might be like to curl up with him in bed. Her naked form up against his.

"Well, er................." Isaiah began, as dropped his arms to his side; not quite sure that this was the time to say anything to (Y/n) given what she had just said about her worries for her brother. But if not now, when? Though he did have an idea................

"It was just.............Its Pol's birthday today........."

"Well, I know that, not likely to forget it, am I. Aunt Polly has been being treated like she was a queen, all day. That was why Arthur wanted me back at the house, so I could get ready for the party at the Garrison tonight............"

"Yeah.............I was wondering.........I was thinking that you might like to go with me? I mean...........unless you are going with............."

"No! Well, what I mean, is yes. I would love to go with you.......Not that we weren't going to be there anyway; but I would prefer it if you were with me, that way I don't have to sit with John and Finn while they drool over all the girls. It gets a bit boring. And hopefully, Arthur won't throw you outta the pub, if you think about asking to dance with me." (Y/n) chuckled, as she took Isaiah's hand.

"Do you want me to pick you up from the house, or meet you at the pub........?"

"(Y/n)...........?" A voice suddenly came. (Y/n) rolling her eyes, as she looked around to see Arthur appear in the doorway.

"I thought I'd wait for ya. You comin or not............." The oldest boy continued. Arthur gesturing for her to follow him.

"I'm comin................" (Y/n) shouted, before looking back to Isaiah.

"I'll meet you at the Garrison." The young Shelby said, standing on her tiptoes, so that she could kiss him on the cheek, before letting his hand go, and making her way over to her brother. Leaving Isaiah to stand there and smile; hoping that Arthur would give him and (Y/n) a little more alone time, so that he could finally tell his beautiful best friend, how he felt.