Tommy had been pacing all day, he'd told his brothers that they'd finally meet you but looking at you sipping on your cold glass of water as you twirled your hair between your fingers, he'd convinced himself they'd scare you off.
"You don't have to meet them (Y/N)." Tommy muttered as he made another lap of his home.
"I'll be fine Tommy, beside you'll be there what's the worst that could happen?" You asked him as he slid a cigarette from his metal tin.
"I don't want to think about that." Tommy muttered as he span around and swallowed. "Alright, let's get going before I change my mind."
He linked his arm with yours as you walked to the Garrison, you could already hear the sound of people yelling and cheering from down the street and a quick glance at Tommy told you he wasn't comfortable with this.
He stopped for a second with his eyes set on the front doors of the pub, his jaw clenching as his mind whirred.
"If you want to leave just tell me ok?" Tommy asked as he glanced down at you. You nodded and he pushed open the doors, the rowdy drunks not noticing the pair of you push through to the back room.
You took a seat as he ordered drinks from Harry, leaving you alone for a moment. Three men burst into the room moments after Tommy had returned and it quickly became clear that they were the other Shelby boys.
"Well that who'd we have here?" Arthur asked as he sat down next to you and slung an arm over the back of the booth.
"(Y/N)." You muttered.
"Of course it is, (Y/N) the beauty that's turned our brother soft." Arthur declared making John and Finn laugh.
"Alright boys that's enough." Tommy mumbled when you blushed and looked down at your hands.
The evening went much the same way, the others making fun of Tommy and teasing you while Tommy watched you, becoming increasingly worried that you'd bolt like a startled rabbit.
His worries vanished when you teased the boys back and they quickly decided that they liked you more than they'd been putting on. By the time Michael joined the group they were all drunkenly singing, your head rested on Tommy's shoulder as you giggled at the drunken Shelbys'.
Tommy couldn't help but feel a swell of happiness in his chest as he lit another cigarette, he'd thought you might last an hour with his siblings but here you were with the clock nearing midnight watching and joking with his brothers make fools out of themselves.
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Thomas Shelby Imagines
FanfictionBBC Peaky Blinders: Thomas Shelby; This book is for BBC's Thomas Shelby . All of my Imagines, prompts, oneshots and moodboard for Thomas Shelby requested via my Tumblr account; @bonniebird Fics in this book are Thomas x Reader, Thomas x Fem!Reader...
