Thomas Shelby Imagines

I like her

Tommy sighed as he pulls to the house. It was big and unnecessarily extravagant. He prepared himself for the people he was going to meet inside. As soon as he reached the door it was pulled open by a nervous made who beckoned him in.

The walls were paneled and highly polished. Stoick paintings adorned the walls and eventually the hall changed to photos. He smiled and took a moment to observe the changing family as the maid went to fetch the man he was meeting with.

"Mr Shelby." He called, shaking Tommy's hand. "Please, follow me." They headed into an office. It was smaller than Tommy thought it would have been. It was also filled with photos, mostly a large group of children.

"I hope a meeting on such short notice wasn't too difficult to arrange?" Tommy said, partly to find out as to how quickly he had arranged the meeting on his end and see how reliable the man was.

"Not at all. One of my sons runs the company and I deal with everything else from home. Make it easier on my wife." He gestured to the pictures scattered around.

"You have a large family?" Tommy asked as he took a seat once the man had at at his desk and gestures for him to take a seat himself.

"Nine children." He answered and Tommy smiled as he nodded.

"FATHER!" Someone yelped and burst into the room. Three young boys and two close to John's age burst int after him, fighting and scrapping.

"I'm in a meeting." He sighed, smiling apologetically at Tommy who gestured that it was fine.

"(Y/N) has been cheating." One of the boys snapped.

Tommy glanced at you when your rolled your eyes. Your father however, tutted and pointed at you. "I told you about this, go and wash that mud off before you get it all over the house. I am sorry Mr Shelby."

"Not a problem. She would get on with my sister, neither are very lady like." Tommy answered quickly.

"Oh. I assume your version of lady like would be a little housewife at your beck and call. Not someone with some spirit and characteristics." You snapped quickly. You ran from the room before your father could chase you off, egged on by your siblings laughs.

"I like her." Tommy muttered quietly, not sure if he wanted your father to hear or not.