Walking into the kitchen you smiled. Polly had filled it with drink and food, letting people come and go. Every room had a fire roaring to keep the cold at bay, meaning that when you walked into the Shelby home, it was like stepping into a blanket that had been laid in the sun all day.
Spotting Tommy in the kitchen you swallowed your nerves. The last time you spoke, he'd confessed he'd had feelings for you before the war, you weren't sure what to say or do. After that the pair of you had avoided each other, which was hard, seeing as you were practically family.
"You can't put alcohol in the hot chocolate." You said making him jump. He looked at the bottle in his hand before shaking.
"You're too late. Already done. I've left some for the kids thought." He said as he pointed to the jug sat in the kitchen table. With a nod you poured yourself a drink from the jug rather than the gently simmering pan Tommy was next to.
When he cleared his throat you turned to look at him. He leant down and kissed your cheek with a wink before leaving. Looking up at the roof you realised that you'd been stood under a sprig of mistletoe. Now your stomach was in knots as you thought about what just happened.
YOU ARE READING
Thomas Shelby Imagines
Fiksi PenggemarBBC Peaky Blinders: Thomas Shelby; This book is for BBC's Thomas Shelby . All of my Imagines, prompts, oneshots and moodboard for Thomas Shelby requested via my Tumblr account; @bonniebird Fics in this book are Thomas x Reader, Thomas x Fem!Reader...
