Imagines Irish and British people

Sidney Chambers / [Y/N] - smut and fluff - The Vicar

Ta-daa: Grantchester fans, enjoy! Smut but mainly fluff-ish. /!!!!\ Spoilers ahead (if you did not watch the 3rd series, watch it and then read this). Enjoy the read and comments below are waiting for you.
Post-Scriptum: Fanfiction websites lack of James Norton, don't they??

Sidney truly wanted to forget both Amanda and Grace but the fact that he was forced to break up with Amanda because of his faith did not help the situation and made it only worse. Geordie and Leonard but above all Mrs Chapman, formerly Mrs Maguire, pressed him to wander in parties to meet a woman he could have in his life. But what is easy to say is scarcely that easy to do.

On november, Geordie gave him an invitation to go to a party, with jazz music and even rock music. He did not leave his flat for over three months except to attend mass and to walk with Dickens but from the moment, there was Bechet, Irish whiskey and Geordie, it could not go wrong and so he decided to go out for a while. When he got into a jazz-club, located ten miles in the North of Cambridge, he found once again the interest of going outside sometimes. He quickly ordered a glass of Jameson. As his drink caught his eyes, the vicar did not notice that a woman was approaching. [Y/N] was a waitress in this bar for seven months now to pay for her studies. Her parents did not give her any money for her studies in literature to warrant it to their son who studied medicine. They thought literature was not worthy, nor was their daughter and so [Y/N] was hired in this bar. Usually she was not late for work but this time she was, as she came back from her second work as a translator later than the usual.

"You are late, [Y/N]!", yelled her boss. Sidney but also a dozen of other people were staring at the scene, [Y/N] blushed immediately. "Did you think I would go without noticing?"

"I am fondly sorry", she said in a calm but firm voice "it is the first and last time. It won't happen again."

"I do hope so. Otherwise I'd have to fire you"

[Y/N] did not respond, as she tought there was no use to but her boss was not done. "Did you understand me?", he said stiffly and by squashing her arm that became white and then red.

"Leave her alone! She told you it was the last time and as you can see you do not sink under the clients' request and I can assure you that if you keep picking on her, you never will", told Sidney, infuriated but not aggressive.

The landlord sighed and went to the kitchen. [Y/N] reached out for the man that previously helped her.

"I must apologize for the incident that just occured, for him and for I, as he is too proud to tell it by himself. And thank you for what you've done. It was not mandatory so it is even more appreciated". Sidney looked at her as her gorgeous eyes seemed to shine as bright as the artificial lightning. "I could maybe offer you another drink?"

Sidney replied: "You don't have to, I could not let you be humiliated this way, that's it". For the first time in forever, (Y/N) found that men could be honest, gentlemanlike and handsome at the same time.

But she continued this way, "I meant I'd love to offer you a drink, not only for what you have made tonight, if that's fine with you".

"In this case, I can not refuse to share some whiskey with these lovely eyes", said Sidney by blushing. Mother of God! Sidney felt silly with his flirty sentence but he felt an endless joy he had not thought of having after Amanda's departure for London.

The two talked and talked for hours and hours, discussion interrupted sometimes by clients asking for booze to the waitress. (Y/n)'s boss did not come back to her but did not seem pleased. But from the moment the clients were smiling and cheering, everything was fine. Sidney talked about him being a vicar in the hamlet of Grantchester while she was telling her streaks of bad luck. Geordie arrived to them.