𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 | 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

Tommy Shelby - I Already Know

You were the most deadliest assassin known to gangsters, they hired for you to kill people, find information and spy on anyone they requested. You were well payed, highly respected and feared by anyone who crossed your path.

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"I need you to kill Thomas Shelby." The man you were currently assisting stated, clasping his hands together as he rested them on his desk, looking up at you. You rose your eyebrows and shrugged your shoulders. "Give me the information about him and it will be done. Make it quick, I have places to be, people to see and all that shite." You smiled sarcastically before winking and turning out of the room, cigar in hand.

Once you had the information on Thomas Shelby, you got on the earliest train to Small Heath. On your way, you smoked endless amounts of cigars and cigarettes, staring at Thomas' file as the train lurched forward.

Once the train had finally come to a halt, you got off the train, meeting the smell of dirty streets and the constant gloom of smog as your confidently strode through the streets, your heels clicking and your long wavy brunette hair flowing behind you. You checked into a hotel, placing your luggage into the assigned room before getting to work instantly - heading towards the Garrison, a place Thomas Shelby was known to spend most of his time.

Your original plan was to seduce him and kill him while he slept, but you knew far too well that he was a clever man and knew better than to sleep beside a woman he had only just met. Your new plan was to get to know him and then make your move, it was going to take more time but it was worth it - the job would still get done.

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The chatter stopped and all heads turned to face you, your confidence, elegance and grace not faltering once as you strode towards the bar, head held high. "Scotch whiskey." You motioned to the barman, reaching into your coat pocket for a cigar and matches before lighting it in one swift motion - the whiskey in front of you by the time you had done this. You nodded at the barman and brought the glass to your lips, sipping it before inhaling the tobacco - a perfect combination. Although, you normally drank brandy when you smoked cigars, it was a business occasion and you wouldn't let your guard down.

Just as planned, Thomas Shelby came out of a back room and walked over to you, pleased with what he had seen - probably looking for a quick fuck and his eyes landing on you.

"You're new," he stated, motioning for another Irish whiskey as he sent you a side glance while you sipped your whiskey and smoked your cigar, not fazed once by how his eyes soared holes into your soul. "Mhmm, I have family down here." You stated calmly, your eyes gently resting on Thomas' as he smiled at you. "Really? May I ask who?" He challenged, clearly suspicious at your reason for being in his pub and his city. "Andrew. The last name's Andrew." You replied with a shrug and a smirk, the research you had done on the job at hand coming into use. "Mhmm, may I buy you a drink?" He asked, gesturing towards the bar. "If you insist, I'll have a brandy please." You stated, your intentions to convince Thomas that you were completely innocent by your choice of drink - your eyes though, told a different story.
"Tommy. Thomas Shelby," he announced as the barman slid the drink into your open hand, sending you a friendly wink before your turned back to Tommy. "Y/N Y/L/N," you introduced, Tommy's eyes widening at the name before a smug grin plastered its way on his face.

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A couple of months had passed and yourself and Tommy had grown close, too close for the job at hand to continue. Over the time you had been with him, your feelings had turned from just another man to kill, to someone you wanted to protect with your life - you simply loved each other.

You sat on your flat floor and called your boss, your head resting on the armchair as you tapped your fingers on the wooden tiling impatiently as the phone dialled.

"Y/N, is the job completed?" He asked bluntly, annoyance running through your veins at the lack of respect he decided to use - he would definitely pay for that one. "No, it won't be getting done at all actually. Looks like you're going to have to find someone else." You stated bluntly, already becoming bored with the conversation. "Fucking disappointing, Y/N. Thought you were better than that." He replied with a sigh. "That's your problem then." You fired back. "Goodbye now." You added before hanging up the phone, grabbing your coat and walking towards the Garrison, where you were meeting Tommy for a drink.

As you clutched you hand around a glass of brandy, guilt settled in your stomach and you felt sick. "Tommy, I need to tell you something." You began, turning to face his smiling face. "I already know everything, Y/N." He stated, catching you off guard as you frowned slightly at his words. "H-how?" You stuttered slightly as he grinned down at you. "I might be head over heels in love with you, but I'm not stupid." He replied with a smirk before lifting his drink to his lips and taking a gulp of the dirty brown liquid. "I'm sorry, Tommy." You admitted, nothing but pure guilt filling your eyes. "I know, love. You're forgiven, you have been for a long time. I know you're sorry. You were doing a job, I understand." He smiled, pulling you in for a side hug before kissing your temple and then lifting your chin with his index finger and kissing you softly. "I love you," he whispered against your lips. "As do I." You replied back before resealing your lips.

I really enjoyed writing this one so much! Good to be a badass sometimes.

I hope you enjoyed! Have a great day, my lovelies, and remember REQUESTS ARE OPEN! ❤️
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