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Are you mine? | Tommy shelby X OC | Soulmate AU | Part Four |

Summary: Your soulmates initials appear on your skin, on you're eighteenth birthday. Finding them is the hard part or so Tommy Shelby thought? Warnings: 18+ in some places. Language. A/N: The war has happend even though dates don't add up, don't come for me!

•Are you mine?•

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Part 4

Harry had left them to lock up, Tommy promising him that nothing would happen to the pub, Laura had busied herself with cleaning down the table tops while Tommy spoke business with one man left in the corner, then he was ushered out the door locked, Tommy strode over to her, catching the dirty cloth in his hands he dropped it into the bucket, before taking her small hands in his, the electircity once again leaving them both breathless. He pulled her to the table in the middle of the room, he'd shrugged his blazer off earlier in the evening when he'd come out of the private room, joining some of the Shelby family in the main room. Laura hadn't kept her eyes off him, the fit of his dark grey dress trousers, the crisp white shirt tucked in the waist, the braces strapped over his broad shoulders, the gun strapped to his side, the harsh hair cut bringing out his deep and carefully carved bone structure she felt that for finally in her life she'd been blessed. She was watching him just as intently now, perched on the table, Tommy on the chair hands either side of her thighs, fingers catching the warm skin of her palm as he eyed her commiting the sight of this woman to his scarred memory.

They hadn't said a word since they'd been alone, their body language speaking for them, he stood up striding to the bar "Whiskey?" he asked holding up the bottle, while grabbing two glasses "Sure, do you have a cigarette?" she asked sweetly, he was making his way back over "In me jacket" he gestured with the neck of the bottle, to the blazer hanging on the coat rack, she stood up from her seat, as she moved his jacket to reach inside, the intoxicating scent of him on the wool, the mix of cigarettes, smoke and some sort of aftershave, she could feel his burning gaze on her back, pulling herself together she turned with a smile to him.

Tommy pushed the glass of whiskey towards her, watching as she lit up a cigarette before passing it to him he thanked her catching her hand before she could pull away he kissed her knuckles "Tell me where did you come from?" he was curious wanting to know everything about her "Coventry, I got your initials a year ago and I have never felt the urge to leave that much before, it hurt so much" she was tapping the ash from her cigarette into the ash tray, eyes on the swirls of smoke "I knew the moment you got them, it woke me up from a nightmare, it bought me back into the world" he admitted "I've been waiting three years for you" her free hand moved to cup his chin "I didn't have to wait as long for you, how did you do it" her thumb caressed his jawline "I had a lot on my mind, the family, the business but you never slipped from it" he turned kissed her palm softly.

The whiskey was discarded on the table they hadn't a clue what the time was, talking non stop about anything that spilled from their lips, her hand moved across the gap in between them, running her fingertips across Tommy's cheek "you look tired" she didn't know she could feel this intense about someone so quickly, but knowing she'd been destined for him spun her whole world upside down.

He gave her a lazy smile "I don't sleep well" he stated matter of factly "come up sleep in my bed" she suggested, his eyes met hers for the millionth time that evening "you don't want me sleeping next to you" he sighed out, she was up out of her chair slowly moving round to sit herself in his lap, arms around his neck, fingers sliding over the short coarse hair at the base "I came here to find you, to be yours I'll spend every night next to you" finally for the first time their lips met, soft unsure kisses pecked onto each other's lips, his hands on her hips pushing lightly through the material of her dress, the feeling she would remember every time they were apart.

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