Thomas Shelby Imagines

In Love

"Oi Shelby settle a bet." Someone snapped and Tommy shot a look out over the bar but decided to let it slide seeing as it was the day after boxing day and most of the men in the Garrison were drunk.

"How can I help?" He sighed and two men pointed over at where you were sat with Esme.

"Think she's any good?" The question had the back of Tommy's neck feeling hot but he simply shrugged and walked away, knowing any comment would be noted, so he opted for keeping an eye on you from across the pub.

When it got late John hurried over to heard you and Esme out and Tommy followed, offering to walk you home seeing as it was the other way. You walked in silence, you could feel his eyes on you but you couldn't bring yourself to look at him, knowing he'd drop his gaze as soon as you did.

"Right then, probably see you tomorrow." Tommy grunted and you weren't sure if it was a statement or a question so you just nodded shyly and muttered a thank you, before heading up to your flat.

"So, have you told her you like her or are you going brood over her from afar?" Poll asked as you hurried into the house and greeted Esme.

"Don't know what you mean." He huffed and she shook her head.

"No, you just gaze longingly after the girl?" Poll sighed and Tommy glared at her.

"Fine, ii think she's beautiful and intelligent but I have no interest in telling her, I will not put her in harm's way like that!" He snapped and she nodded, watching as he moved to join everyone in the kitchen.

Weeks passed by and Tommy found it harder and harder to ignore how he felt, during a party he found you talking alone with a man who was slowly moving his hand to your waist. Safe to say the party ended early and you started to hope that Tommy felt the same way you did.

"Tommy?" You asked and he glance up from the papers on his desk.

"(Y/N) what're you doing here?" Tommy asked and you glanced away from him.

"I... needed a favour." You mumbled and he nodded, pushing his chair back as you came round his desk and stood next to him. "I think I might move to the country."

"What wrong with staying here, we're in the country." He said quickly and you sighed, you couldn't very well tell him that you were leaving because you were sick of having feelings for him and nothing coming off it.

Every time you tried to get rid of them or find someone else Tommy would do something to get your hopes up.

"I don't know I just..." You paused and tried to find the words but stopped when his hand reached up to stroke your cheek.

"Please don't leave." He croaked and pulled yoru into his lap, kissing you so intently that for a moment your eyes widened and you were frozen to the spot.