ioanna

Alright so after a lot of thinking I moved this account to my primary blog @peaky-shelby so go and follow me there for my imagines and other writings and ofc I'll follow back if I don't already, much love xx

Finn: *looks at Michael*

Michael: *mouths not guilty*

Finn: Hot milky

Arthur: where the fuck did he learn that from?

John: what the fuck did he say?

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Characters: tommy x reader

Requested: yes

Summary: after your first fight you storm out of the house in anger and things take a wrong turn after that.

Warnings: angst, blood and its peaky blinders so lots of cursing

Author’s note: i had these two requests and I thought that I’d be fun to combine them sooooo here we goooo

Words: 1400

“Well if you weren’t such a fucking idiot maybe then it wouldn’t have came to thie!„ you spat out. Your voice loud and sharp.

As always tommy was trying to control you. He kept saying that it was for your own protection, because he didn’t want what happen to grace happen to you to. All you wanted was have fun with friends on the Garrison and then there storms Tommy, dragging you by the hand out the pub. You were always reacting when he’d treat you like this but you weren’t strong enough to push him off, so as much as it annoyed you, you kept walking with him.

He’d keep telling you that it’s just not safe for you these days with the Italians out there but in reality you knew that the true reason is that he was utterly jealous of your best friend. He’d always look at him like he wanted to kill and it was pissing you off.

“Watch your tongue!„ he warned you, raising his finger at you.

“Or what Thomas? Or fucking what? You’ll hit? Shout? Push me against a wall? Lock me in my room? Fucking ground me?!„ your tone was getting louder with every question and you were getting closer to him, pushing him at the end with your hands “you don’t don’t fucking me own me Shelby! Alright? I’ve been trying to go along with your little play for the last few months because I didn’t want this to happen but I’m fed up with it tom!„

It was true, as many times as you’d show your annoyance this was the very first time you were actually fighting like this. First time you were shouting and making threats at each other. You weren’t used to this.

“Where are you going?„ he shouted, when you took your distance from him and walked to the front door “(Y/N) come back here! It’s fucking cold out there!„ he said while following you. He tried to grab for your hand again and out of full instinct you Quickly moved your arm away from his and then in a swift movement slapped him. You knew that it was a strong enough slap because you heard it and because you felt it in your palm.

You left before he had time to raise his head and look at you. You had no idea where you were going but you know you needed some time for yourself. Tommy’s mansion was a little farther away from the city so really your were walking in empty streets. It got kinda eerie after a few minutes of walking in the dark but you weren’t going back to that house again, that was certain.

Suddenly the dark path was lighted by car lights. You only hoped that whoever was drying was going to ignore the woman that was alone in the street. As the car passed by you, you turned your head a little to the right, see who was in it.

You could swear that you had seen that face again. You didn’t know where but you knew it was familiar. ‘This was a mistake’ you thought. The man looked at you as well and you say his eyes. Green. Scary.

“Oh no..„ you whispered to yourself. You hoped that he hadn’t recognized you but your prayers went unanswered. You heard the car stop and the door open behind you. You started running before the Italian, Luca, could get you. It was so dark that you almost fell with your face on the grounds various times. There was nowhere to hide. Your chances of surging were slim.

After you slapped him tommy went back to the house. He was so angry he didn’t even think about the coincidences of leaving you alone in the dark. He went immediately for the booze. Put a glass of whiskey for himself and thought about what he should do. He knew that if he went after you, you’d most likely slap him again. Maybe he had cross the line by embarrassing you in front of your friends but he’d never admit it of course.

He made up his mind to go find you and get you back home. As angry as he was with you for hitting him and reacting the way you did and shouting, there was this part of him that was worried something might happen to you in the dark of the night. He got in his car and started driving on the path he saw you walk in. He’d look around for you but there was no one. Suddenly he saw your bag on the dirt. He got out of the car to see if it was really yours and then panic followed. He started shouting for your name on the top of his lungs but there was no answer.

The blinders were notified about it in seconds, Tommy went to their houses told them to get up and look for you. Demanded that they were not to stop looking until they actually found you. Tommy himself was looking for you all night. He was his brother Arthur when instead of finding you, he found one Italian. Tommy grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him against a wall, he groaned in pain but tom didn’t mind at all.

“WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE? AY?!„ there was fear in his voice but the anger came out louder. Tommy threw the Italian on the ground and started kicking him while he kept screaming for him to speak. When given the information, he and Arthur went to get you.

Following behind were all the blinders, family members and soldiers. The Italians that were there to protect you were outnumbered and although Luca wasn’t there for tommy to put a bullet in his head all he wanted to do was find you.

You heard it. It wasn’t as loud because it was coming from farther away but you were sure it was him. You started shouting for him. Calling out his name, hoping that he’d hear you. You were in a small room down the long hall. With you there was man and he got off his feet immediately. You stopped shouting. You knew that if tommy found you, he’d die.

“Keep shouting you silly girl!„ demanded the Italian but you started silent. “I’ll kill you if you don’t!„ he warned but your lips didn’t move. That’s when he got out his gun and shot you in the leg. You couldn’t keep the need to scream inside your chest.

Thomas heard it. He ran to you. Kicked the door open and then there was a bang and you closed your eyes. You prayed that the one who got shot wasn’t the man you loved. You hoped that it was the Italian. You didn’t want to open your eyes because you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle it if you saw tommy dead. You wouldn’t be able to handle the picture of him bleeding in front of you.

You felt a light touch on your skin and out of instinct you pushed whoever was next to you away. He got close to you again and started saying stuff that you couldn’t hear due to your loud screams. You felt him holding you still and then his voice silenced yours. It was him. He had kneeled across you.

“It’s ok! It’s ok! I’m here! I’m here!„ he started repeating the words Quickly. You opened your eyes and there was a comforting smile on his lips. His eyes looked so tired, he looked exhausted but he still had strength to smile, just so he could make you feel better. You fell in his arms and he held you tightly. Tears stormed down your eyes endlessly, he heard you breaking apart and held you tighter.

“Tommy my leg„ you said in between the tears. He pulled away to look at it, ran a head down his face in relief that it wasn’t anything to serious. He put his hands on your cheeks and looked deep in your eyes. “It’s alright! It’s gonna be fine! Ok? I’ll take you to the doctor!„

You leaned your forehead on his and he kissed you again and again as if he was kissing you for the first time, he couldn’t get enough of it. You would always be his addiction and he’d die if he lost you.

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