Mafia's City (Finn Shelby X Reader)

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As you returned to Aunt Polly's house, you found everyone sitting around the table dressed in black. There were a few unknown faces for you. A blonde woman ran to you and started talking to you about God. You were completely confused and looked at Finn who was standing next to you, still holding your suitcase.

"That's Linda, Arthur's wife." he explained and you nodded. After her you met Esme, John's wife, Ada their sister, Grace who was Tom's wife and Lizzie. Then together with Finn you hurried to his bedroom to get ready for your father's funeral.

He walked in after you, closing the door. Finn left the suitcase on the bed and walked to his wardrobe. He opened it and began looking through his suit.

"Later I'll open some room for your clothes." he said as he pulled out a pair of black trousers and a black vest. You opened the suitcase and pulled out a black outfit.

The tall boy took off his coat and blazer, then he began unbuttoning his grey vest. You quickly turned around.

"What do you think you are doing?" you said in shock.

"I'm changing for the funeral. It will be good if you start too." you heard as his pants dropped to the floor.

"Yea, if you leave the room, I'll." you rolled your eyes. After a few seconds he told you that you could turn around and you did. He was putting on his dusty black coat back on.

"Don't take to long, aye." with that he finally left you alone. You quickly changed in the black clothes and wrapped a black scarf around your head.

When you went back down the stairs, everyone was on their feet, ready to go. You all got into cars and you were happy to sit in the back seat between Esme and Lizzie. You felt like they were the closest to you from the whole family.

When you reached the open meadow where the funeral was going to take place you felt week. You barely got your feet to move to the front of the wagon in which was your father and all of his stuff. Esme had hugged you lightly, holding you so you wouldn't fall to the ground.

You looked around and was surprised to see how many people had gathered for your father. The priest was saying something, but you weren't able to hear him. Your mind was a mess, inside your head, it was as if you were watching a movie of every moment spent with the dearest person to you.

When they set the wagon on fire you felt your heart breaking into thousands of pieces, it felt like you were burning with him. You wanted to scream and cry, but you couldn't move a single muscle. You could only watch as the fire lightened the dark cloudy day. There was no longer running away from the fact that he was gone. You expected the fact that he would never come back.

It was bitter you had to lose your small family to become a part of a bigger one, in which you didn't really belong.

As you watched the orange flames dancing a loud gun shot shook the ground. Everyone around you began screaming. A second bang followed shortly after, you got pulled into someone's arms. They hugged you tightly and pushed you down to the soft grass. They leaned over you, in order to protect you. You closed your eyes scared and snuggled closer to the person, which you couldn't see in the heath of the moment.

Everything felt quiet for a bit then Thomas Shelby stood in front of you all and explained that those gun shots were fired by your allies in order to find traitors among you. Polly stood up and with angry steps approached Tom, pulling him aside to talk about God knows what.

The grip around you loosened and you looked up to the person, who so desperately was trying to protect you, not caring about his own life one bit. You weren't surprised to see that this person was Finn, after all Tom had given him the order to protect you. You still didn't understand from what you needed to be protected, though.

"Are you okay?" he asked out of breath. You swallowed the lump that had formed in your throat and nodded. "Let's get you back home." he put his hand on your back and started walking you to the car.

Much to your surprise he opened the door for you. You looked back at him and smiled lightly before climbing into the car. He sat in the driver's seat and started the car. The drive back home was silent, but it wasn't an awkward silence, it was comforting. You weren't feeling like talking anyway, and you appreciated Finn for not trying to start a conversation.

You walked in the house and lowered yourself on the couch tired. Finn pulled the coffee table closer to the sofa and sat down next to you.

"Whenever the boys and I feel down we do this thing called tokyo or snow or cocaine or whatever you like to call it, doesn't really matter." he pulled out a small blue bottle from the inner pocket of his coat. He opened it and pored some of its content onto the small table.

"I've never done drugs before." you said as you watched the boy roll a £1 note.

"It's okay, I'll show you how." he leaned closer to the snow and put the note in his right nostril and with his other hand closed his left nostril then he sniffed inwards. He sat up and removed the white powder that remained under his nose. He poured some cocaine on the table again and handed you the money.

You hesitated a little, but then you took the note and sniffed the drug. You leaned back against the headrest of the couch and closed your eyes.

"It burns." you whined, making Finn chuckle. When you opened your eyes again he was handing you a glass filled with whiskey, you took it and downed it in one breath. You immediately regretted it and made a bitter grimace.

"Easy there." he refilled your glass and sat back down. He then handed you a cigarette and before you could reach for the matches in front of you he lit it up for you. You inhaled the smoke and choked slightly, this was your first time smoking and drinking.

"Do you feel better?" he took a small sip from his drink. You were feeling a bit lightheaded and all of your anxiety was gone.

"Yes, thank you." you drank your drink in one breath and then grabbed the glass from his hand and drank that too. He looked at you shocked and chuckled a bit.

"That was mine, miss Black." he shook his head as he refilled your glasses. You continued smoking your cigarette in silence completely ignoring him. You put out your cigarette in the ashtray and drank your drink, you were suddenly feeling very thirsty. You took the bottle and sat more comfortably on the couch. Finn was carefully absorbing your every move not daring to stop you.

"Talk to me." you suddenly said after completely drying the bottle. Your head was spinning like crazy and you felt tired.

"What do you want me to talk about?" he lit up yet another cigarette. His eyes were eagerly searching for yours.

"Anything." your voice was quiet. You felt your eyes getting heavier so you closed them and leaned your head on Finn's shoulder without realising.

"When I was little I almost blew away my sister's tits." he began telling the story, but you were long asleep. He noticed that and shut up, he carried you up to his room and left you on his bed, covering you with a blanket. He put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

Finn stood there for a while just staring at you, making sure that you were okay. He had realised how beautiful you actually were and before he could catch any more feelings he left the room, going straight to the Garrison.