Thomas Shelby Imagines

Fall For You

"(Y/N) you can go home now." Harry insisted as he glanced up at the clock.

You knew what he was trying to protect you from the Peaky Blinders, who came in at the same exact time every day, he always hurried you away several minutes before but today he'd been rushed and hadn't had the chance you chase you off in time.

He furrowed his brow as the Shelby's burst into the pub and bustled into the back room, suddenly filling the sleepy building with loud noise. Before Harry could rush you out the hatch to the back room opened and you both turned to see who it was.

"Harry I'll have a bott... urm a bottle." He paused when he set eyes on you.

"I'll get going." You told Harry who nodded and handed Tommy the bottle, clearing his throat when the Blinder lent out of the hatch a little as if attempting to keep you in his eye line.

"Who's she?" Tommy asked as Harry went about cleaning up behind the bar.

"(Y/N) she helps me out some times." Harry sad, hoping to avoid the question he knew Thomas would eventually ask him.

"You've been keeping her away from us?" He watched Harry carefully.

"That girl has a habit of letting trouble find her and her family's all gone since the war so I try to help her out, if that means keeping her away from you boys then I hope you can understand." Harry watched as Tommy thought it over for a moment before nodding.

He tried to respect Harry's hope to keep you out of trouble but you were like an illusion, once he'd seen you he couldn't not see you. You seemingly popped up everywhere, as if you purposely wanted Tommy to feel like he might be going mad.

By the end of the month you'd grown close, never without the other unless there was something dire that Tommy had to deal with. By the end of the year Tommy would pace his office, a ring playing between his fingers as he wondered how you'd react if he asked you to marry him.

"You should jest get on with it and ask her." Poll sighed as she found tommy pouring himself a drink and playing with the ever present band of metal.

"And if she says no and decides to leave me?" Tommy sighed and watched as his aunt scoffed.

"Thomas that girl is so in love with you that she'd jump into the docks in her petticoat if you asked her to." When Tommy chuckled Poll seemed pleased with the mood he was in and left him to find you.

"Will you please behave your father will be home soon." You sighed to the child that was running around the house, screeching at the top of their lungs just because they could.

"Why don't you go play with your cousins, Finn you'll keep an eye on them won't you?" You turned to find Tommy had caught your child and was handing them over to a wide eyed and nervous looking Finn.

"Yeah sure." He mumbled and jogged down the stairs.

"You know if you stopped being so stubborn I could hire a Nanny to help." Tommy chuckled as he pulled you to him by your waist and kissed you softly.

"If Poll managed four Shelbys I should be able to deal with one." You sighed and Tommy chuckled.

"You're not quite as fierce as Poll." Tommy smiled and let you lead him into the kitchen.