Peaky Blinders | Imagines and Headcannons | Tommy Shelby | Redghs

Work Hours | Alfie

Warnings: Implied smut, cutie pie Alfie
Word Count: 316

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• Alfie wasn't the kind of person who favoured PDA
• In fact, the two of you rarely left the house together
• Instead, Alfie would leave you to lie in while he got ready for work
• Making sure to make as little noise as possible
• Although, he would leave a cup of tea and a note beside you so you wouldn't worry when you woke up alone
• Throughout the day you'd grow bored, the streets of London holding no pleasure or fun
• And the house was just as boring, every book on the shelf had been read and the morning newspaper had been devoured in 10 seconds flat
• Alfie had always said he didn't like to be bothered at work, that was his place, a place of dodgy dealings and disappearing men
• But God you were bored...
• You slinked down the corridor, past the casings of Rum and wandering eyes of his workforce
• Arriving at Alfie's door, you placed three knocks on the wood and entered when your husband gruffly yelled "Come in!"
• His face lit up when he saw you and he manouvered round his desk to meet you, taking your hands in his and bringing them to his lips for a kiss
• "What are you doing here, My Love?"
• "The house got boring and I thought I'd come and suprise you..."
• You untied the belt of your trench coat, opening it slightly to reveal a lacy corset and panties - a set Alfie had bought you for your birthday
• Once again, Alfie's face lit up and his eyes gazed lustfully at your chest
• After a moment, he spoke, tripping up over his words
• "I'm closing up. G-Give me 2 minutes, 2 minutes!"
• Alfie frantically fumbled for his keys as he swung his office door open, yelling at his workforce at the top of his lungs
• "Out! The lot of 'ya! And don't come back 'till tomorrow!"