As I opened my eyes, an unsettling silence filled the house. I noticed Tommy was already awake and getting dressed. He quickly informed me that my dad was outside, prompting me to rush and get ready to join them. But in an unexpected and shocking turn of events, my dad suddenly shot Tommy in the shoulder, igniting an intense firestorm of anger within me. I confronted my dad, struggling to understand his actions, only to find myself shot in the rib.
When I stepped back inside, I saw Tommy being tended to, with his Aunt Pol attending to my wound. Concern etched on his face, Tommy asked if I was okay, and I reassured him that I was fine. Once our injuries were treated, we made the decision to head to the bar. I downed a bottle of whiskey, while Tommy, cigarette in hand, watched me with a look of concern.
We spent hours there, and I felt the effects of the alcohol weighing on me before finally making our way back home. Once in his room, I removed my coat and shoes, then crawled into bed, clutching Tommy's hand tightly as I drifted off to sleep. I was jolted awake from a nightmare where my dad had killed Tommy, but he wrapped me in a comforting hug, assuring me that everything was alright. We lay back down, with me nestled in Tommy's arms, gripping his hand for comfort and security.
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Thomas Shelby x Male Reader
FanfictionThomas Shelby and his friend Blake Kimber were friends before the war began. Once they returned home from the war, a lot had changed, but what exactly?
