Thomas Shelby Imagines

Which one for a wife?

Tommy wasn't impressed that this was his only option. There were plenty of things he would rather do than marry someone. He needed resources and the family needed to marry off daughters.

Which was why he was sat, talking politely, hoping his last cigarette would last him while his company displayed two daughters, encouraging them to flirt with him. He didn't care which one he married, he just wanted the deal to be done.

"I'm so sorry i'm late, I got distracted." A third girl burst in and Tommy raised an eyebrow as she sat at the table, blushing when one of her sisters rudely pointed out that she had paint in her hair.

"Well I had hoped you would have at least found the time to change." Your mother sighed at you and you rubbed the paint from your hair.

"Why would I change, don't you like me how I am?" You joked quietly and Tommy chuckled. The evening went on and Tommy was tired of your parents trying to encourage your sisters to talk with him.

Tommy came back several times over the next few weeks and each time he tried to see if he could spot you. He had at one time but you'd rushed past in a world of your own.

"You're not like your siblings." Tommy said as he stood in the doorway as he waited for your father. When you looked up from your drawing you had charcoal smudged up one cheek, inky fingerprints across your jaw and the other cheek as well as a smudge across your forehead.

"Everyone always says that." You sighed and stood to shake his hand, quickly wiping your hand on your dress which earnt a hiss from your mother as she came to fetch Tommy.

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Your sister's voices raised and your bedroom door burst open as they both glared at you from the doorway. "How did you of all people convince him!" One gasped.

"You get a rich husband and we have to stay here and hope father can find us someone else." The other sneered at you and you rolled your eyes as you pushed between them to get downstairs.

"Father?" You asked and glanced over at your irritated mother.

"Mr Shelby has just told us his choice, he's decide that for our deal to go ahead you are the one he would like to marry." He explained with a forceful tone that told you not to question him.

"I should comfort your sisters." Your mother said and dramatically swept out of the room.

"Why me?" You asked as your father went to get a contract for Tommy to sign.

"You're different, got some fight in you..." He trailed off when your father motioned for him to move into his office.