Unrequited.

°|'Chapter 3'|°

A/N- This one will be a bit long and im really sorry..! But yeah thanks for the votes so far! Also i'd like to say my spelling may be crap and my writing may be too as I am currently failing english at school rn lmao, but yeah also im aware this may not be the same order as the series but im trying my best as im currently only on season 2 of peaky blinders.. so yes im sorry but i promise im trying to make it make sense but yeah this will probably be either my only a/n or maybe have a few more, as i find them annoying but i just needed to clarify a few things without restarting the book. ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!

-CREDIT TO cillianmurphyedits1465 FOR THE BRILLIANT EDIT! x

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You wake up in the middle of the night, being woken to the sound of rain pounding against your window into the secluded bedroom. It was not only that, that had woke you, but also a faint yelping sound appearing from someones bedroom. Unsure of what it was, you decided to go look. You slowly turn your door handle, a faint squeaking following along with your actions, stepping one foot after the other outside of your door onto the old wooden squeaky floor boards, waiting for the sound again. After a few given moments you heard it again - it it sounded like it was coming from Thomas' bedroom. You thought the best idea would be to try walk in, forgetting that he locked his door, you continued trying after a minute you gave up and knocked. Nothing happend but hearing another yelp escape from the bedroom, deciding to put the situation into your own hands, tip toeing back to your room and grabbing a pin which you would use in your hair to try pick lock the door. After a few attempts it worked. Slowly creaking the door open to see thomas laying in his bed, he looked peaceful but you knew it was the opposite of that. Slowly stridding over to the double bed in the bedroom, admiring everything as you walk over to him laying down. You try shaking him, with no luck.

"Tommy, Tommy wake up its just a nightmare, wake up!" You whisper quietly while shaking him gently again, after a few times he wakes up, sitting up quickly and panting. You watch his sapphire eyes gaze around the room, finally coming to a holt, looking at you.

"What the fuck are you doing in my room? Did I not lock it?" He suggests to you, you could tell he was worried and slightly embarassed.

"No, you was yelping and I was worried, I pick locked my way in here." You say stuttering nervously, scared that he would be pissed at you.

"Fuck, it's just flashbacks from war." He whispers to you, looking down at the girl kneeling on the floor beside him. He taps the spot beside him, telling you to have a seat. As you climb up, you notice him getting comfortable facing towards you. You decide to get yourself tucked in too.

You were surprised by his actions you admit to yourself. This is only your 2nd night here and your already sleeping with someone. He pulls a strand of your hair behind your ear before drifting off back to sleep, not long after you did the same.

You were woken up in the morning of tommy stretching and getting up, "Fuck me, it's my 3rd day here and I already slept with someone." You say waking up, and stretching. He chuckles deeply before he pours himself a whiskey from the port in the corner of his room.

"Well atleast it wasnt with some grubby man off the streets." He replies to you dryly, swigging his whiskey back, holding the rest in his hand and pulling out a cigarette from his suit, which is laid down on the rocking chair in the corner of his room

You stare at him, and his features on his chest, mainly starring at the tattoo of the sun on his chest. "I like your tattoo." You say dryly before, walking over to him and taking the whiskey from his hand before leaving to go get ready for the day.