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This look he has just reeks of touch my wife one more time and I'll raise hell. Or reader is shy (and married to Tommy) and is trying not to be rude + moving to stop the touches on her arm. Tommy sees if they keep doing it before he intervenes

Tommy watching you do just anything at home

John pretending to read but watching you tell a someone off. Also him waiting to see if the guy does something

Sorry 😅idk what to do with myself

Tysm for the ask, darl! I love all of these amazing ideas! Protective Tommy makes me feral and that look in the 2nd GIF is pure sunshine. However, I've written loads of Tommy requests recently so I'll show John some love.

Place Your Bets

"You there!" a mean looking drunk shouted over the din of the betting shop. You didn't bother looking up from your desk as you concentrated on taking a customer's bet over the telephone.

Undeterred, the man slowly clomped toward you, swaying as he walked. He approached wreaking of whisky and body odor and you hung up as quickly as possible to shoo him away. Rising from the desk you motioned to the back of the queue, closer to the doors where the stench would be carried away with the breeze. "You'll have to wait your turn," you informed him tersely.

"I know you," he said with a sneer, showing off a row of rotten, yellow teeth. "You was the lass who took my bet last week."

You turned away, unsure how the poor sod had placed his bet and not caring in the slightest.

"I'm talking to you!" he shouted and you turned with fire dancing in your eyes as he dared to continue. "You gave me that rubbish tip about Monaghan Boy!" he said, wiping his nose on the back of his sleeve.

"Gonna let your missus handle that one?" a secretary asked as she passed John's desk.

John lowered his paper as he shrugged, "Why not? She can take care of herself better than half the men here," he said, voice swelling with pride. He grinned to himself as he thought of all the times you'd bested him in an argument and counted himself lucky someone else was on the receiving end of your temper for once.

"He must have been off his tits! Came in dead last," the man grumbled to you.

"You'd know something about that, eh?" you countered, snickering as you pushed past him to gather a few papers.

"What did you say to me?," the man asked, puffing out his chest.

"Oh, God, this is going to be good," John said with a slight giggle. He could tell by your folded arms and the way your foot began to tap rapidly against the floorboards you were properly angry now.

You whipped around, annunciating your words as if he were a complete idiot, because he was. "I said you're a fucking drunk who made a shit bet so don't come in here and throw a wobbler like a bloody child!"

Sitting back to watch the drama unfold from behind his paper, John snickered as he listened to you give the man a tongue lashing. The man retaliated calling you a cunt.

John sucked in a breath. "Ooh, I wouldn't call her that, mate!" John commented to no one in particular, shaking his head. He kicked his feet off the desk and leaned forward slightly to see how you would return the insult.

You wagged a finger in the man's face, half his size, but berating him as though you were equally matched. "Call me that once more and I'll cut ya, ya filthy animal! Don't fuck with me!"

That's when John saw the man reach out to grab you by the arm and he was on his feet in seconds, pounding the floorboards menacingly. He pinned the man to the wall, narrowing his eyes at the bastard who dared lay a hand on you, asking, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" The man could only gurgle in response as John held him by the throat.

You brushed your sleeve, noting the dirt he'd left behind with a frown before collecting yourself and lightly placing a hand on John's shoulder. He turned to look at you, eyes softening, but grip remaining firm.

"Can I borrow your blade, darling? Left mine in me other skirt," you said, voice as thick and sweet as honey.

"Of course, love," he said, handing it over with a quick kiss.

"Wait, wh-what's sh-she going to do with that?" the man stuttered, too afraid to move.

"Cut your balls off, I reckon," John replied. Breaking out into a shit eating grin, he reached up to smack the man on the cheek a couple of times. Then he pulled back to take in the look of horror as he snorted, "Nah, just take your eyes. She's a blinder after all and she did warn ya not to fuck with her."

Hey there Lee! I’m so happy to see that you’re taking gif prompts! 😄

What can you do with this one?

The Baking Lesson

"C'mere gorgeous," John said turning your chin toward him. "It can't be that bad. Just tell me," he coaxed with an encouraging smile.

You sniffed back tears, embarrassed to admit you'd been dismissed after only two days at the bakery. John's bright blue eyes shone back at you, full of love and understanding. In that moment, you knew he would make you feel better if you could just form the words. "I've been sacked," you finally admitted, a little sob escaping with it.

"Why, love? What happened?" he asked, pulling his handkerchief from his pocket and offering it to you as he leaned forward on his knees to listen.

Twisting the soft cotton between your fingers, it all came spilling out. First your dough hadn't risen properly. Then you bungled two signature recipes, resulting in an untold amount of waste. After those fiascos, you'd been so flustered you managed to burn not one, but two batches of bread. You pleaded with your boss to take pity on you, promising you would improve with time. However, your mistakes must have been more than he was willing to overlook.

"Mr. Thompson told me I was too stupid and hopeless to teach. He made me leave without paying me. I was so humiliated," you cried into your hands.

John's fists began to tighten at the mention of your mistreatment and you placed your hands over them to calm him. "Please don't do anything. It was my fault!" you begged. You ran a hand along his jawline and he unclenched it at your touch. "I'm alright, really. I'll find another job," you said quietly.

However, John couldn't ignore the defeated look in your eye after this blow to your confidence. He pulled you into his chest for a warm embrace, rubbing his hand along your back soothingly as he promised, "I want you to do whatever makes you happy, but someone ought to speak to Mr. Thompson about his business," John said cryptically.

You pulled back to study his face. "What do you mean?"

Standing and straightening his cap, John gave you a rakish smile. "Not to worry, love. I've some experience working with bakers." You had no idea what that meant, but had to laugh when you received a delivery the next day. It was a handwritten apology from Mr. Thompson, along with enough bread to feed a small village.

"John, what did you do?" you asked suspiciously.

John gave you the charming smile you loved so much accompanied by a small shrug of his shoulders. "Gave him a baking lesson," he said with a wink. "He was the one who needed it, not you, love."

Hello! Can I request John with "Do you actually love me?"

Hi there @kpoploverxx-12 ! Thanks so much for sending this in! I’m sorry it took so long for me to write it! I hope you like what I did with it! This is my favorite John fic that I’ve written in a long time….it might even be my favorite fic of this celebration. Enjoy! :)

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Exactly Like That

John Shelby x Reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 683

Summary: Two friends become a something a little more than that when John lets those three words slip.

John and (Y/N) were sitting on the bank of the Cut, like they usually do. They’d gone there nearly every Friday for the last ten years, spare the years when John was away at war. Whenever he’d come home though, they’d somehow find themselves sitting there.

In a way, it became like their therapy. The calming sound of the water flowing became the backdrop that the two would share their goings on to.

It was there that these two became closer to each other than anyone else in their lives.

John just finished telling (Y/N) what was happening in his family. She was the one person who would listen to everything and not tell a soul. She did so because she knew John would do the same for her. They were both thankful for each other in that regard.

“You’ll get through it, John. You always do,” she said to him, a smile forming as she turned to face him. “And hey, if you don’t, I know that I’ve got a handsome amount of money coming my way,” she joked then, cracking up at her own statement.

John couldn’t help but laugh. Her laughter was like music to his ears. It always instantly put him in a better mood. “I love you,” he admitted once his laughter died down and he’d been watching at her as she came down from her fit of giggles from a few moments ago.

“Yeah,” she agreed, not really hearing what he said at first. Silence fell over them as (Y/N) looked down to the water again. Then it clicked. “Do you actually love me?” she asked, a seriousness present in her voice that hadn’t been there seconds ago. This conversation had essentially changed tones on a dime.

“Yeah, course I do,” John responded without a second thought.

(Y/N) froze for a moment, her heart rate quickening. “Yeah, well not like that, right?” she scrambled to ask while mentally telling herself to calm down and not get ahead of herself.

John’s eyes danced over her face for a moment, taking her features in before the slightest smile graced his lips. “No, exactly like that,” he spoke with sincerity, like it was the most important thing he’d ever said.

(Y/N) let out a breath, her eyes going wide as she quickly looked straight again. She was freaking out now, and she didn’t want him to see it. In all their years of friendship, she never thought that things would get to this point…where she’d make her feelings for him known.

Nothing was said as John reached over and gently took hold of (Y/N)’s chin so that he could guide her eyes back to his. They held eye contact for a few moments, the air around them holding this weird tension that neither of them had experienced before.

John just had to break it. “I love you, (Y/N). Have since you and I was kids,” he told her, speaking softly due to their proximity, but she heard every word clear as day. She also didn’t miss his eyes as they flitted down to her lips. There was no hesitation in her moving the slightest bit closer to him, showing him that she wanted exactly what he wanted. He licked his lips before continuing, “…been wantin’ to do this for a long time too,” he breathed, giving her no time to respond - if she even wanted to - before he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

The kiss felt exactly like those kisses that are described in the romance novels…the ones that sweep people off of their feet. (Y/N) was thankful that they were sitting, because otherwise she wasn’t sure if she could trust her legs to hold her up.

“I love you too, John,” she breathed against his lips once they broke the kiss. Her eyes were closed, but she was able to feel his smile, and that alone made her smile. Nothing else was said as their lips met again…nothing more was needed to be said.

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MASTERLIST

Time After Time

requested × @paisholotus

I sighed moving around the room stepping over broken glass to get over to John passed out on our bed, my eyes glanced down at him before moving towards lizzy sleepy form. I nodded to myself before walking out of the room towards the hallway bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror surprised that I was so calm about this all. I don't know if I'm tired from it or I haven't registered what I just saw, either way that doesn't stop me from stomping back in the room and throwing a bucket of water on them.

"Oi, what the fuck." John shouted waking up looking around confused, lizzy gasped in surpised sitting up in bed drenched in water.

"Get out." I said calmly looking at lizzy, she looked over at John before crossing her arms and giving me a distasteful look.

"If he wants me to leave I leave." She said with a smug smile, I stepped closer making her smile drop and back up.

"Johnathan tell your whore to get out, before I throw her out this fucking window." I kept my eyes trained on her, she looked scared looking between me and John.

"Fuck off, Lizzy." He says tired not even casting a glance at her as he looked through his draws, she looked shocked at John.

"You heard him Elizabeth fuck off back to the gutters you belong." I said waving my hand shooing her away as she picked up her clothes and rushed passed me.

"Where the kids?" He asked litting a cigarette, I turned back to him with a blank look.

"With Mrs.Stone." I held the metal bucket in my hand still contemplating if I should throw it at his head or not, he hummed staring at me with a look of knowledgment something I barely see anymore.

"20 minutes." I said.

"What."

"I been gone for 20 minutes and all I asked was for you to look after the childern...just for a little bit..." i rest my free hand against my forehead feeling a headache coming on.

"They were running amuck I couldn't control them, you should known better to leave them alone with me." He snapped back, I laughed covering my face before looking back at him.

"I was gone for 20 fucking minutes." I launched the bucket at him causing to duck as the bucket crashed through the window.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" He shouted.

"You could have called anyone...your sister, polly, hell even fucking arthur." He ducked again as I threw a book resting on the vanity desk at him.

"For fuck sake–"

"But, NO you decided to get high and fuck lizzy fucking stark rather than watch your childern." He slammed me against the wall holding my wrist stopping from hitting him again.

"You need to calm the fuck down." He grits through his teeth his face red.

"Calm down!?!? Calm the fuck down!?!? How am I supposed to calm down when our daughter almost got hit by fucking car." I shouted at him, he looked taken back.

"W–W–What? Is she okay is she hurt?" I snatched my wrist out of his grip shoving pass him putting some distance between us.

"She's fine. I got her in time before the driver could could stop." I gulped remembering the fear that course through my body as I saw her run into the street after her ball, It felt like my world was about to shattered when I heard a car horned I was so grateful that I got there in time.

I felt a pair of hands squeezed my shoulder, "Baby, I'm so sorry I–" shrugged his hands off me.

"No, not this time. You can't apologize your way out of this you made your bed now fucking lay in it." I walked past him hearing him following behind me downstairs.

"What are you doing?" He asked as I gathered my bag from the couch, before turning to him.

"I may not be able to divorce you, but I can sure as hell get us away from you." I hissed turning towards the door, he pulled my arm causing me stop.

"Your not going anywhere neither are my kids." He growled.

"Call lizzie. I bet she be very happy to hear from you again." I stepped towards the front door turning the knob only for John to slam it back.

"Please..." he whispered wrapping his arms around my waist keeping from leaving, he rest his head on my shoulder pleading from not to leave him alone.

"I can't–I can't be here alone you know I can't please...I can't be left alone you know how me head play tricks." He begged hugging me from behind tighter, I couldn't resist leaning my body back against his warm skin. He left kisses on my neck and shoulder.

"...please...don't leave me." He whispered again, I closed my eyes trying to decide if I should stay or leave. I sighed deeply unwrapping his arms from around me, my original plan to leave sudden got thrown out knowing if I left John alone I might not like what I see when I come back.

"Go take a bath and change the sheets. I go get the kids and start on dinner" I sighed rubbing my eyebrow with the back of my hand, he gave me a small smile leaning in to kiss but dodge his lips as they landed on my cheek. I patted his bare chest leaving to receive the kids from the neighbors, they hurried out the old lady's house saying goodbye.

I picked up my baby girl as she sleep on the couch, i planted kissed on her face making her stir. I said my thank you's and goodbyes before heading back next door to deal with my little monsters, I walked in to found the boys and the girls in the living room either drawing or playing with their wooden cars. I locked the door and slide the bolt that the childern couldn't reach before walking up stairs to lay my baby down, I stayed with her for a moment before I left out thr room with the door wide open.

I peaked in my room to see the glass on the floor was gone and my bed covered with towels as steam came out of the bathroom, I walked down the stairs hearing the television from the living room. I sighed in relief knowing that would keep them busy until they realize its too quiet and start rasing hell, I walked around the kitchen grabbing ingredients as music plays from the radio.

I was almost finished mushing the potatos in the when I heard heavy footsteps come down the stairs, I set the bowel of bread down on the table before grabbing the pot of green beans and started scooping them onto our plates. I looked up to see John in a under shirt with suspender keeping his trousers up, he smiled at me taking a seat at the head of the table.

"Can you cut the meatloaf and separate them." I asked setting the meatloaf in front of him, he nodded making me walk out towards the living room.

"Mama." They complain at once as I shut off the tv set.

"Dinner's ready. If yall behave I let you have one more hour of tv and that's it." The all got up nodding heading towards the kitchen, I went up stairs to check on my little girl to found her just waking up.

"Hi, pudding. You hungry?" She yawned nodding rubbing her eyes, she blinked a couple of times before looking at me with her brown doe eyes. I smiled at her playing with her curls before kissing her brown skin.

"Ew, mama." She giggles as I kissed her chubby cheeks.

"Ew? You don't like mommy's kisses anymore." She shook her head as I picked her up off her bed and carried her out the room.

"Oh, man. I guess I have to find someone else to give my special kisses to now." I said sighing looking away from her in thought.

"...hmmm maybe baba would like my special kisses." I shrugged walking into the kitchen I walked over to her brother and sisters giving them a kiss on the head. Her brows furrowed in anger and her nose scrunched up.

"No." Her daughter snapped covering my mouth to stop me from giving out kisses.

"...mine special kisses." I laughed before giving her a couple kisses before setting her down down next to me.

"Dad?" John's oldest looks over at him in question.

"Yea."

"I was wondering if I can get a new bike, since Katie wants my old one." John swallowed his food and looked at me before looking at him.

"Yeah, sure. I take you tomorrow." John's son smile before going back eating his food.

"Can Katie and I get new dresses." John smiled shrugging.

"Sure. Maybe new shoes as well." Both girls smiled at each other excited about going new stuff.

"How about you, darling. Do you want something." He asked our daughter.

" I want a new doll." She says excited.

"Your wish is mine command." He smirked clapping his hands togther, I wanted to badly to go across this table and punch him.

"How about you, mama bear. How about a new set of diamond earrings." I gave him a tight smile before shaking my head.

"No, thank you. I'm fine." I says looking back down at my plate missing John's small frown, the phone ringed making him get up and answer it. I tried hearing him talk on the phone as the childern talk amount each other, after about a couple minutes of talking to whoever it was he hunged up.

He took a seat back glancing up at me for a quick second before continuing eating his meal, we all finally finished our dinner when I gave the childern pound cake for dessert. Katie and her brother watched over the younger ones as me and John clean the dishes.

"I'm going to leave soon. Tommy called a family meeting." I looked over at him with looked concerned.

"At this hour?" He nodded.

"He said it's important."

"Okay, do you know how long you be." He shake his head.

"Okay, I'll fix you a plate just in case you get hungry again." I said cleaning the last dish and heading over to the stove to make John a plate.

"Thank you." He said placing it on the counter.

"My offer still stands about the jewelry." I glanced at him with a look.

"I'm good, Johnny." He sighed moving closer towards me as I bumped into the counter near the sink as he pushed his body up against me.

"I'm really am sorry for what happened today." He said squeezing my waist.

"I know you are." which is why I know you do it again because you know I forgive you for you infidelity.

I leaned up kissing the corner of his mouth, "I love you." I whispered.

"I love you, too." He planted a kiss on my head, he grabbed his plate as I walked him towards the door, he gave a quick kiss on my cheek before heading towards his car.

Back Again

Requested by × @shyjellyfish1

John sat lumped in his chair as Thomas talked, his eyes bore around the room not really paying attention to his brother. His mind wondered to a memory that he been frequently visiting lately, one of his special memories of his sweet beauty.

John pulled his lover over to the ferris wheel, he looked over to see (y/n) glancing up at the wheel.

"What's wrong? Scared of heights." He grinned making (y/n) glare at him.

"Shut up, Jonathan." John scrowl at the mention of his full name, she knows how much he hates to be called it making it easy to get under his skin.

"Don't be lashing out on me, because you too much of a pussy–" She slapped the back of his head.

"Shut up. I'm not scared and I'm not a pussy." He glared at her rubbing his head as they took another step, she suddenly felt nauseous noticing they were almost to the front.

"I-I'm just a bit timorous." she gulp feeling a lump in her throat, John raised his eyebrow confused.

" Timorous?" she smiled faintly looking at him.

"A feeling of nervousness, fear, or lack of confidence." He looked awed nodding in understanding.

"Right, right, right." He says, John smirked glancing at (y/n) noticing his girlfriend was a bit at ease. One of the reason, (y/n) loved about John he could make her feel better without even trying.

"Next!" (y/n) felt her blood run cold as she glanced up at the wheel, john gave the tickets to the operator whispering something to him before turning to her and reaching for her hand.

"Hey, it's going to be alright. I'm right here." He whispered bringing her hand to his lips, she nodded before he helped her onto the car.

He slide right next to her as the operator closed the small door and locked the latched, John squeezed her hand caress her hand with his thumb. (Y/N) jolted moving closer to John making him smirk, she held his arm as the ride creaked.

"What was that?" She asked scared, he chuckled kissing her forehead.

"It's fine it just the machine, babe." She nodded quickly burying her face in his chest, they were on the top when the ride jerk to the stop causing (y/n) to looking around and look over the car.

"What the fuck just happend? Did this thing just break down?" She said freaking out, John chuckled with arm around her.

"It's fine, babe–."

"The fuck it is." She said looking down at the crowd forming.

"Babe. It's fine." He tried assuring her, the ride jerked again causing her to cling to him.

"oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." She repeated.

John looked over the car to see a crowd, before glancing at his girl.

" (Y/N). Your fine." He said again, (y/n)'s eyes were closed.

"If you say it's fine one more time I'm going to punch you in the fucking throat." She said through clenched teeth, she could hear him chuckled rubbing her back pulling her closer.

"It's beautiful tonight." He moved a strand of curl behind her ear making her open her eyes, she looked up starry night sky before looking over at John.

"Yeah, it is." She smiled up at him, he looked down at her with a smirk before leaning towards her pressing lips to hers.

John couldn't resist exploring her mouth tasting cotton candy and beer they had earlier, his hand squeezed her hips as his other hand went under her dress.

"Ever fucked on a ferris wheel before?" He mumbled against her lips, she moaned feeling his hand gazed her inner thigh.

"No, and I'm not gonna start today. " He pulled back face all red with a frown, (y/n) smiled pulling him back by his collar.

"But, I could do you one better for now." She purred, her hand rubbing his member through his pants causing him to moan and lean his head back making her kiss his neck.

The ride jerked again causing her to pull away and John to look annoyed, the wheel started moving again making people on the ride cheer. (Y/N) sighed in relief before looking over at John who wore a irritated look, she glanced at his pants as he shifted in his seat.

The wheel stopped making the operator open the door to the car, (y/n) stood not before feeling John's crotch against her back as they look for another ride to get on.

"You owe me a little something when we get back to the house." He whispered in her ear before tickling waist making her giggled.

"John? JOHN?" John looked up looking around the room before his eyes landed on Tommy.

"Wha." He looked boredly at Tommy making Arthur shook his head, well Tommy looked irrited at him.

"I said how are the numbers coming along." John sighed before telling him the rates and the money flowing through

"Alright." He said moving along to other business making John roll his eyes, after the meeting john went for a drive. He didn't feel like like going to the garrison for a drink or home for that matte, he wanted to be alone with his thoughts.

He was in London when he parked his car couple of blocks away from her shop, he would walk by it looking through the window trying to get a glimpse of her even for a second. It been couple of years since (y/n) left for paris for school that was two years before the war, after John got drafted he went looking for her when she stopped sending letters. He looked everywhere around her school and apartment she was staying with her roommates, and couldn't find her he believed she was died.

Until the war was over, a year later he found out that she somehow made it back to london. John wanted to go to her but he was different and he could tell that she was the same girl....the same beautiful woman he fall in love with and he didn't want to ruin that by coming back into her life.

He walked to her Cafè looking through the window and to see her counting money behind the cashier register, he hesitated for minute before walking through the door.

"I'll be right with you." I said hearing the bell ring, I finished counting the money and sitting it back in the register.

"Welcome to Heaven on Earth. The greatest bakery in West–" I stopped looking at John, he took off his cap.

"Hello, my love." John says walking closer to me, I stared stunned at him.

We stood there staring at each other for a moment before he spoke up again, "I know I should have come sooner, but I didn't want to intrude and–" I rushed around the counter and jumped into John's arm burning my face in his neck.

"shut up, dummy." I muttered feeling his arms wrapped around my waist, he kissed along my cheek before kissing my lips.

"I missed you." He mumbled against my lips.

"I missed you, too." He pulled away leaning his head against mines breathing heavy.

"I'm sorry...I'm so fucking sorry." John shook his head making me grab his face.

"You don't have to apologize, john. I understand why you did it..." he buried his head in my neck.

"I moved on...I was married...I had kids...fuck..." I could feel him shaking against my shoulder as he cries.

"I wish it was you...I wish they were yours."

"Oh, John. It's not like it's the end of the world, we have can do all of it." He looked at me.

"You still want to be with me?" I laughed nodding my head.

"There's nobody I rather be with than you. " He smiled pulling me in for another kiss.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too, johnny."

Hi, guys it weird making this because don't usually have a lot of people asking for request but I'm holding off taking request since I'm back in school. The class I'm taking is time consuming, but im finishing up two more fics and then calling it quits until summer comes around so I hope you guys understand. Deuces ✌🏾

What it would be like on John's wedding day.

requested by × @angelluminary

• John and the reader had a small outside wedding, the sun was near setting as the reader was with her mother getting ready feeling  giddy as she dtared at herself in the mirror.

• John on the other was shitting bricks as he tries to calm his nerves, he glanced around seeing his children for once behaving themselves.

• As he stood away from everyone behind the tree, he took sips of alcohol to help making him a bit buzzed but not enough for him to be all over the place.

• "Hi, John." John coughed glancing behind to see lizzie stark staring at her.

• "Lizzie–Hey." He looked her up and down, before looking around for Polly or Ada.

• The reader knew that John and lizzie had a thing, and as much she love and trusted John. She didn't trust him enough to be left alone with lizzie, even though shes married to his brother.

• "Your looking nice." She smiled slyly walking closer to him, John knows he shouldn't be talking to her but the buzzed part of his brain that held some fond memories of them togther said otherwise.

• "Thank you. You look beautiful by the way." He says making lizzie blush, lizzie had her hand on John's chest as she moved closer to him as his hands landed in her waist.

• "Come here, you fool." Polly hissed coming out of nowhere grabbing John by the ear shoving passed lizzie, John groaned in pain as he was being dragged away by polly.

• "For fuck sake, pol. I wasn't doing anything." He glares at her as she stood him by the alter.

• "Not yet you werent I swear you and your brothers are just un fucking believable." She swears walking away before telling Ada to keep a eye on John.

• It didn't take long for polly to tell the reader what happened, and didn't take long for the reader to want to kill and bury lizzie and john.

• Against her mother wishes to call off the wedding, the reader kept her head high and walked down the aisle with her father.

• John was starstruck when he saw her come out with her long white gown, but  when he made eye contract with her he knows that polly told her about lizzie.

• The sudden feeling of dread filled his stomach as he stared warily at her, her face is calm but her eyes held blazing hellfire causing him to gulp.

• "You look gorgeous, my love." He whispered standing next to her, she glanced at him before at the priest again as he speaks.

• "Mmmhmm." John sighed defeated, only he pissed off his fiance soon to be wife on their wedding day.

• In a blink if an eye, the ceremony was over and the party was in full swing. The tension everyone felt didn't last long after they started to serve drinks, John was talking to some people when he heard his wife laughing.

• His face dropped seeing the reader laughing and dancing with bonnie gold, he watched as her smiled widen as he spin her around his arms.

• John glared clenching his jaw moving to grab the champagne bottle next to him to kill gold when tommy stopped him, and tried to calm him down.

• "Take a walk, John." Tommy said sternly patting his brother on the back, John had the bottle snatched out of his grip by his brother as he walked away still staring at them dancing.

• John angrily watched from his seat at the table with a cigarette between his fingers, lizzie sat next to him trying to get his attention but was ignored as he watched his wife have a good time.

• He perked up seeing the reader excused herself walking away from the dance floor, john got up midway of lizzie talking following his wife.

• The reader wondered around until stopping neat a tree far away from the party fixing her heel.

• "Shit! John you scared the hell out of–" the reader didn't finished as john kissed her, he had her up against the tree as his hand lift up her dress.

• "I shouldn't even let you touch me, after what pol told me." The reader whispered, John groaned in her neck as he felt how wet she was.

• "We were just talking, it meant nothing." He muffled in her neck kissing and biting her making her moan lowly, he could feel her squeezing around his fingers.

• "She means nothing to me." He moved a strand of hair put of her face peppering her with kisses, "Nothing," John unbuckled his trousers pushing them down to his thighs.

• The reader eyes rolled in the back of her head as he thrust into her, she digged her nails in his shoulder.

• "You so beautiful, fuck your so beautiful." He moaned, the reader arm went around his shoulder as he sped up.

• The reader opened her eyes hearing someone coming, she was about to warn John when she saw lizzie coming around and stopping in shock seeing the reader and John fucking.

• The reader moaned loudly moving her hips making John moan, "Right there, Johnny." She moaned loud enough for her to hear.

• "Fuck, I love you so much." The reader saw lizzie back away looking a bit embarrassed before walking away, she could feel John close making her biting his soft spot.

• John held her hips grunting empty his himself into her warm pussy, John kissed her cheek before pulling himself off her.

• "Where have you been hiding that move?" He chuckled pulling up his pants, his bride giggled shrugging.

• "I was saving it for our wedding night, but I had to remind you who you belong to..." he shook his head with a sly smile pulling her close, he buried his face in her hair before walking them back to the party.

• "Maybe I should flirt with lizzie more often, if it gets yout to act like that..." he joked, the reader glared at him.

• "Try it and I have bonnie throw your body in the cut." She smirked.

Loving

requested by × @bluesapphire2

The museum was half empty when (y/n) walked out of her office, she smiled at some of the guest as she headed towards the roaring 20s display that just opened up. She stop at the entrance of the exhibit feeling her phone vibrant in her back pocket.

"Hello, my love." She says continuing on inside and have a look see to make sure everything is in order.

"Hey, baby. I'm outside, are you ready?" John said sitting in his black rolls-royce cullinan just coming from work, (y/n) hummed jointing down something on her clip board as she looked at a picture.

"Not exactly. Hey, do you mind coming in I want to show you something." John furrowed his brows confused and curious before responding, he got out and headed up the stairs of the museum.

He adjust his suit jacket as he walked inside, he walked around seeing all the different arts and historical artifacts scattered everywhere.

"John." (Y/N) calls out making him smile and gaze at her, she looked beautiful her hair was twisted up half down and other half in a bun on her head. (Y/N) was dressed in black jeans and a white dress shirt with a loose tie around her collar, he came up to her pulling her into a kiss.

"What you wanted to show me?" He asked, (Y/N) was so dazed she almost forgot what she wanted to show him.

"Uhhhh, it's this picture I wanted to show in this new exhibit we just opened." She linked their hands togther pulling him to the display, she brought him over to a display with pictures.

"...recognize anyone?" She said watching look at the pictures, John stared and shrugged.

"Should I?" (Y/N) shoulders slumped as she leaned forward and pointed at a picture of three men.

"Uh, yeah. You and your brothers doppelgängers." John scoffed moving closer to get a better look before shaking his head.

"Those blokes don't look anything like me or tommy and arthur. Who are they anyways. " (Y/N) looked down before flipping theough some papers before finding the number.

"We don't have any of their names, but we do know that they called themselves the peaky blinders." John rolled his eyes before straighten up.

"Sounds like something Netflix would make into a movie."

"Or TV show." John laughed moving his arm around her shoulder pulling her in for another kissed.

They finally left the museum and headed home.

"Do we have everything for tonight?" (Y/N) asked staring at her phone as she answered some emails.

"The cupboard is stocked with all our favorite treats." John smiled looking at the road, (Y/N) nodded

"Good you don't want laila throwing a fit, when she doesn't have her jaffa cakes." John chuckled, as they pulled around the corner almost to come home.

(Y/N) was flicking through HBO Max trying to find a appropriate movie to watch, john and (Y/N)'s middle child walked in the living room pushing her glasses further her nose.

"I thought we decided to find a movie togther." Talia asked taking a seat at the end of the couch.

"Yeah, well I didn't want to spend the better half of a hour arguing so I'm picking the movie." She said taking a seat next to talia, (Y/N) finally picked a movie and waited for the others to get down stairs. Laila was the first to come down stairs and make her way next to her mother, (Y/N) turned her head over to the stairs hearing shouting coming from her oldest and husband.

"You can't tell me who I can and can not date, I'm 17 not a child." Imani shouted walking down stairs with her father hot on her tail, John was red in the face as he shouted back at her.

"The hell I can your leaving under my roof, eating my food, and texting your friends and loser boyfriend on the phone I paid for with my money." (Y/N) and the girls watched as the two shout at each other, (Y/N) would get involved but she learned to CIO with both of them.

Both John and Imani were two peas in the pod sharing the same traits of gutsy and charming, she knows that they tired themselves out and hug at the end.

"His not a loser–" she shouted back.

"He is a loser, and his a dead beat and..." he looked over at his wife and daughters, "his TWICE your age." He growled looking back at Imani.

"His twenty-three, calm down." She put her hand up making him clench his jaw getting more pissed.

"You know how about we postpone movie night until tomorrow, yeah?" (Y/N) said cutting through their argument.

"No, we're having movie night." John crossed his arms moving over to the couch, Imani moved her braids over her shoulder before crossing her arms.

"I'll passed...I'm not in the mood anymore." She said snarkly turning around and stalking back to her room.

"Imani! Get back here." (Y/N) stopped John from going after her, he looked over at her as she looked back at the girls.

"Why don't you head up to bed." The girls looked at each before walking passed their parents to their rooms, John shook his head heading over to the kitchen to fix himself a drink.

(Y/N) walked after him watching him gulp the first brown liquor down, before fixing himself another with a scrowl on his face.

"I'm telling you this now I'm not holding your hair tomorrow morning." John looked up giving her a look, before putting the bottle back in the cabinet.

John walked past (Y/N) to their share room leaving (Y/N) to put away all their snacks they had scattered on the coffee table, she shut off the lights and headed to her room to find John already in his boxers.

(Y/N) grabbed a scarf from her draw and wrapped it around her head, she slid into bed next to John as he looked at his tablet.

"It's kinda ironic how you giving Imani grief about the age difference between her and her boyfriend, when we started out the same." John didn't look up from his tablet when he spoke.

"That was different we were in love..." he looked over at her with a glint making her stare at him with smile, "They are not...she thinks she loves him." (Y/N) sighed.

"You know she's gonna keep dating him now just to piss you off, right?" John shrugged setting down his tablet on the night stand, (Y/N) watched as he laid down in bed facing her.

"Let's see how long that last when I stop paying her phone bill." (Y/N) let out a muffled laugh burying her face in the covers, John pulled (Y/N) closer kissing her on the nose.

"They grow up so fast don't they..." she whispered.

"Yes, they do. I hope the girls love me enough not to pull something like this..." He mumbled.

"Laila is still young and a daddy's girl so you still have that to hold on too," she sighs.

"...and talia is a bookworm who is wouldn't look twice at a guy for well so I think the cards are in your favor." She smiled.

"Yeah, true but y'know when they do realize it, maybe we can try again." John says gazing her flat stomach, (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

"That's the alcohol talking–"

"No, it's really not I'm serious. It be nice to have a baby around again."

"Boy for who? You didn't change not one dirty napkin," John chuckled.

"It be different this time, the business is booming I can start to work for home to help out." (Y/N) stared at him in thought, she was young when she had Imani and not a year later they had talia. John and his brothers were just getting their businesses off the ground during that time, and (Y/N) was in her last year of uni when she found out about Laila.

So, long hours and spending nights working made it hard for John to spend time with her and the girls, so maybe trying again and giving him a chance do the kids he couldn't do with the girls would be nice.

"I'll pray on it." She chuckled moving her arm under her pillow and closing her eyes, John had a twinkle in his eyes before scooting closer wrapping his arms around her.

unexpected luck?

Summary: Your parents kick you out after they find out you are pregnant. Pregnant by a Shelby. But even John does not react to the news as you would have liked.

John Shelby x reader.

Words: 2784

Warnings: None, correct me if I´m wrong

English is not my mother tongue, so forgive me for mistakes.

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Your whole body is shaking, the strict glance of your mother burn under your skin. 

,,Who is it?” she asks with an angry voice, but you only shake your head. You couldn't answer. It only would make them angrier.

Your fathers fist hits the table. ,,Tell me! What's his name? Who got you pregnant? Or do you not even know? "

,,Shelby.” you whisper, tears running out of your eyes. 

,,You get yourself knock up by one of this fucking gypsies! I never trought that you are that dump.” your mother cursed. 

,,Get out. Ge out of my house! You brought shame on this family. I never want to see you again. After today, I no longer have a daughter.” your father say with a calm voice, and you know, when his voice has this tone you doesn´t argue. You just did what he said. So you grap your coat and run out of your house. The cold air hits you wet cheecks, tears still running out of your eyes. You run trought the dark streets, your lungs burn but you don´t stop until you stand vor Pollys door. It´s the only place you could go. You knock a few times at the door and it tooks a moment for Polly to open her door. She only wears her nightgrown, worry all written over her face. As she sees you she realxes for a second, than she saw your terars. ,,Y/N, what happend?” she asks and drag you inside in the warm house. You sad yourself in the kitchentabel still crying, Polly sits beside you strokes your back and remains silent. She waits for you to start speaking. . ,,My parents throw me out.” you said after a moment. 

,,Why?” 

You know she already knows, you saw it in her face yesterday, after John makes fun of you for sleeping the whole day and still being tried. Last week you ask her if she ha cherries in the house. Polly knows normally you hate cherries. You knows it since a few weeks, but hasn´t told John. Because you are arfraid of his reaction. He was only 17 Years old, you even a year younger. No one of you was able to look after a child. 

,,I told them that I am pregnant.” you whisper. Polly takes a deep breath and than she smiled warmly. 

,,What wonderfull news.” she said, you know she lied, its not. Times were hard and it doesn´t get better when you bring another mouth to feed at her table. But Polly knows that you need someone to reacts with joy. 

,,Have you told John?” she asks, don´t doubt for a second that he is the father. You two were dating for almost 1 Year now and both of you are head over heels in love. John doesn´t even mind that you can´t bee seen in public together, he understands that your parents would send you to your aunt in London in the second they will find out that you are dating a Shelby. Your parents hate the Shelbys, because of their not so legal business and because their are Gypsies. For your parents their were a plague, but you doesn´t mind. You fell in love with John in the second you meet him. You has a project at school with Ada, so she took you to her place and after a few minutes her brothers came through the door. Laughing and chase eachother through the small kitchen, of course the tea Ada hat place at the tabel spills all over you. John laughts at you and his blue eyeas sparkled in the light. In that moment you lost your heart to him. 

,,No.” you answerd. ,,I am to afraid. What if he insists that I get it taken away? I don't know if I can do that.” 

,,Should he do that, I'll take my kitchen knife and cut off his fucking cock” 

You can't help but laugh softly. Polly wipes the tears from your face. “Go to sleep now, it's late. And if you want we can tell him together tomorrow. Okay?"

,,Okay. Thank you Polly. " She gives you a warm smile and then sends you upstairs. You quietly open John's room door, his loud snoring sounds in your ears. You drop your coat on the floor and slip off your dress. Only in underwear you climb into the warm bed. When you snuggle up to his side he wakes up, immediately his arms close around you and he presses a kiss on your forehead. ,, Y / N. What are you doing here? ”He asks in a sleepy voice.

“I'll explain it to you tomorrow. I'm too tired to talk right now. "

John gently strokes your arms and pulls you closer to his warm chest. ,,Okay.“ He's too tired to worry about why you sneak into his bed in the middle of the night and it's too dark for him to see the tears on your face. He kisses you and crosses his legs with yours, he wants you to be as close as possible to him. You listen to his calm breath and his heart. The rhythmic beating of his heart and the familiar smell quickly lull you into a dreamless sleep.

 You wake up before the sun really comes up. John is peacefully sleeping next to you. And even if you are emotionally and physically exhausted, you cannot lie down. Carefully you free yourself from Johns embrace and climb out of bed. You put your dress back on and sneak down the stairs. Tommy is sitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea and the newspaper. A cigarette hangs in the corner of his mouth, the smell of the smoke makes you sick for a moment.

"Good morning Tommy."

,,Good morning Y / N. What are you doing here? Didn't even know you slept here. It was suspiciously quiet for you to be there. "

"Shut up, Shelby." Those nights got you into this shitty situation in the first place, or the afternoons by the river, or the evenings in the back alley next to the Garrison. You don't even know how long you've been pregnant. 5 weeks? Maybe 6? Or longer? You take a cup of tea and fill Tommy's cup again. Then you let yourself fall on the kitchen table. Tommy's gaze attentive is to you. You haven't looked in the mirror, but you're sure that you look like a mess.

"Are you okay?"

"No." You shake your head and take a sip of tea. Before Tommy can ask any further questions, John comes down the stairs into the kitchen.

"I thought I had dreamed that you were here when you weren't lying next to me this morning." He says, he sounds happy and you'd like to start crying right away. He puts a kiss on your lips and lights up on one of Tommy's cigarettes. Polly walks into the room and gives you an encouraging smile. "Slept well?" She asks the group. Tommy and John nod but you just stare into your tea. Polly pats you on the shoulder as she walks past you. "Tommy. Please leave us alone for a moment." Tommy looks confused at his aunt, but then gets up and disappears from the kitchen with his newspaper. John looks back and forth between you and his aunt in confusion, his happy smile has disappeared from his lips.

"Can't we wait a little longer?" You ask quietly, but Polly shakes her head.

"Wait with what?" Asks John skeptically, he grabs your hand but you pull it away and clasp your cup. He looks at Polly. "Wait with what?" he repeats his question. Polly takes a deep breath, lights a cigarette, and joins you at the table. You wish to be very far away, your whole body is shaking and you feel sick. He will leave you, you and the child. His child. ,,What the fuck is going on here? Would someone please talk to me? Y / N? What's happening? Please talk to me. "He sounds a little desperate, fear is reflected in his blue eyes.

“I have decided that Y / N will be living here from now on. This decision stands and will not be discussed. "Says Polly determined and looks at you encouragingly. You knew that Polly would never put you on the street, not like your parents. But to hear that you have a home here, no matter what, it lowers your nervousness a little.

"John." You start and stare further into your tea, but John carefully grabs your chin and forces you to look at him. "I'm pregnant with your child. Our child." Shock and disbelife are reflected in his face, he lets his hand drop. He doesn't say a word, then he gets up and storms out of the kitchen.

"JOHN!" Polly yells after him, but you collapse and start crying again. He didn't say anything and just ran away. He left you, just as you feared. Although you didn't actually think he would ever leave you. Maybe force you to have an abortion. But in none of your horror scenarios that have been going through your head for the past few days he has left you. Even in your worst nightmares, you can't imagine him leaving you. Still, he just did it.

Tommy comes back into the kitchen.

"What's going on?" He asks, then his gaze falls on you. You are still crying at the kitchen table, subconsciously you have placed a protective hand over your stomach. Tommy notices this and understands immediately. "Where is John?"

"Run away. Like a bloody coward. "Polly sounds angry. She hadn't expected such behavior from John. Polly sits down next to you and rubs your back soothingly.

"I'm tired," you utter between sobs.

"Of course." Polly says gently. "Get some sleep and I'll bring you some food later." You nod and drag yourself up the stairs, Finn is sitting on the top step.

"I was listening," he says quietly, sounding incredibly guilty.

"It's okay."

"What does it mean to be pregnant?" Asks the little boy.

“It means that I'm going to have a baby. And you have a nephew or a niece. " Finn nods even if you're sure he doesn't really understand. After all, he's only four years old.

"Then why are you sad?" He asks.

"Because your brother is a fucking ass."

"No cursing around Finn." Tommy calls up the stairs, which puts the slightest smile on your face.

You bend down and kiss Finn's hair. "Polly is waiting with breakfast." The little boy jumps up and runs down the stairs. ,,Are you not coming?"

"Leave Y / N alone today, she is very tired and needs to rest." Finn still looks confused but doesn't question his aunt's words. You open John's room door, the bed is unmade and his things are scattered all over the place. You sigh, push a pair of dirty pants aside with your foot and lie down in his bed. The sheets smell way too much of John and tears are streaming down your cheeks again. You curl up and cry yourself into a restless sleep.

 You are woken up by loud screams from below. You can't understand exactly what is being said, but you can hear Polly's angry voice. You carefully wrap yourself out of the sheets and creep into the hallway. Finn is already back at the top of the stairs and you let yourself sink down next to him.

"Are you listening again?"

"Yes." You concentrate on the voices, although the door has been closed you can now hear them clearly.

"... like a goddamn idiot, how could you do that? You impregnate her and then run away! What kind of man are you? "

"Shut up your fucking mouth Polly. I didn't run away. I'm here now, just had something to do first."

"Buy a train ticket?" You hear Ada's angry voice, of course the whole family has already been informed about the situation. "Or borrow money for the doctor? What are you going to do John? Do you want to force her to have the baby removed? Y/N is the best that ever happend to you and she brings you wonderful news! And what are you doing? You run away even though she needed you. "

You hear glass breaking. Probably John's patience has come to an end, and then he reacts like a wild animal in a cage, he attacks.

"Stay here." You say to Finn and run down the stairs. You have to prevent bloodshed between the siblings.

You open the door and enter the room, immediately everyone is quiet and looking at you.

A relieved smile appears on John's lips and he comes up to you to pull you into a hug.

"They didn't want to tell me where you are." He whispers, his voice sounds relieved, but you tense up and push him away from you. Tears gather in your eyes.

“I don't want an abortion. I know we're too young but I can't. I could never come to terms with the idea of ​​killing my baby. "Your hand wanders back to your stomach to place it protectively on your unborn child." I know it's unfair, but I made my decision and if you did then want an abortion, then.. then… I don't know either. " you take a deep breath. "Don't worry, you don't have to take care of us, I can do it myself."

,,What? No! Why is everyone here always talking about a fucking abortion? That child will stay right where it is  for the next nine months. And you don't have to do anything on your own. "

You look at him confused. "Then why did you run away? If you're not angry, why did you leave me? "

,,I did not leave you. Sure, I was shocked and yes we are young but a child! You have our child, why should I leave you? I love you Y / N and I will love our child. I just had to do something. "

“What was so important? What's so important that you leave me alone in the worst moment of my life. "Tears are running down your cheeks again, you can't understand why he ran away the moment you needed him. John takes a deep breath and takes yours hand.

“I'm sorry I ran away, I know it wasn't the right reaction. But I need a ring for a proposal. "He smiles at you and then goes down on one knee. With his free hand he pulls a silver ring out of his vest pocket. Polly and Ada utter a surprised cry while you just put your hand over your mouth and look down at John in shock.

"Y / N, would you do me the honor of making me the happiest man in the world and marrying me?"

You can only nod. John smiles in relief, gets up and kisses you full of passion and love. "Yes?" He whispers against your lips.

"Yes of course you fucking idiot." When he puts the ring on your finger, his hands are trembling slightly.

Arthur and Tommy start clapping and cheering. Ada pulls you into a tight hug, you smile at Polly over her shoulder and she smiles back, all the anger is gone and suddenly there is a happy mood in the air.

 A week later you and John step in front of the altar. You sent an invitation to your parents, but they didn't show up. Of course it hit you, but you don't need them. The moment you walk out of the church with John by your side, you know everything will be fine. After all, you're a Shelby now.

There's a little party at the Garrison, of course John's whole family is there, and a couple of friends, Freddie Throne flirts with Ada all the time, but her brothers are too drunk to really notice. You smile at Ada across the table and raise your glass. She rolls her eyes and turns back to Freddie.

"At least the kid isn't going to be a bastard," laughs Arthur.

"Shut up you fucking asshole." You and John shouts at the same time.

Arthur starts laughing and Tommy gives him a brotherly slap on the shoulder. "Y / N already sounds like a Shelby."

“Yes, because she is  a fucking Shelby. Isn't it Mrs. Shelby? "

Hearing your new last name for the first time makes you feel warm and you can't help but smile at your husband. "Of course, finally I'm your wife, Mr. Shelby."

This isn't "goodbye", this is simply "see you later" - Series Part 1 : Goodbye my lover

Summary: It was suppose to be a normal Thursday. But this Thursday brings you the worst news you can imagine. Your boyfriend John has volunteered for the army and is going to war. The love of your life will leave you and you can't bear to let him go.

Pairing: John Shelby x Y/N 

Words: 4240

Warnings: Angst, mention of death, swearing, Mention of sex (not explicitly described) 

A/N: Timeskipes are marked with ---

English is not my first language. All mistakes are my own. 

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                            Part 1 : Goodbye my lover

The rain pounds on the ground and leaves Watery Lane as one large mud puddle, the dirt splatters over your boots and stains your dress up to your knees. But you don't care, you're completely soaked anyway. Of course you forgot your umbrella at home. You quickly run down the streets to Polly's house and open the back door. As you step into the kitchen, you are immediately enveloped in a pleasant warmth, which comes from the fire in the fireplace. You put the basket full of purchases on the table and try not to dirty the whole kitchen floor. ,,Hello? Someone there? "You call into the quiet house." Aunt Polly? " "I'm here dear." Polly comes from the betting shop, which is full despite the rain. "Did you get everything?" You sigh “Of course not. There are no more potatoes, only beets. " "There will be better times again." Polly goes to the cabinet and takes out the old coffee can in which she hides her money and takes out a pound note to give it to you for your purchases. "It's okay." You say and start to put away the food. "Y / N" starts Polly, but you don't let her finish. "I don't want your money." "And I don't want your handouts." Polly sounds a little annoyed. "It's my father's money as well." Your father would probably kill you if he knew that you don't spend his money on new clothes as you claim, but to buy food for the Shelbys. You know that Polly is too proud is to ask for money, but you also know that times are bad and that the war is making it difficult to support five children. "Besides, you're feeding me anyway." You add, and Polly finally clears the money away with a sigh. "Thank you Y / N." "Not for that, you're family." The Shelbys aren't really your family, at least not yet. “I change quickly and then I cook. Are everyone at home? "  "No, only Ada, Finn and I are there. Unfortunately I don’t know, where the noble gentlemen hang around.  “All right. So cold food for the Shelby brothers. " Polly laughs lightly as you slip off your dirty shoes and then run up the stairs to put some dry clothes on. "Y / N!" Ada comes towards you halfway up the stairs and immediately grabs your hand. "You're freezing."

“It's cold outside." "Not that you get sick." She paddles and then pulls you into her room. You quickly slip out of your wet dress and put on one of Ada's dresses. Your best friend is sitting on her bed and has that special look on it, which she always has when she messes up. "What happened?" You ask as you slip into dry socks. “Freddy was here. He knew Tommy was away. " “And?” You ask, you can't suppress your grin. Ada has always been in love with Freddy. "He kissed me," she whispers and then begins to giggle. "Oh Ada." You call happily and take her in your arms. "He said he really liked me." “And what did you say?" "That I like him too." “And now?" ,,I don’t know. Tommy will be angry. " "Don't worry about Tommy for once and enjoy your first great love Ada. You will miss the feeling once you are my age." You say and brush one of the brown strands of hair from her face. You are mostly annoyed by Tommy's alpha male behavior anyway. “You´re not even two years older than me.” “But almost.” you say and wink at her. “Ada, Y / N. I'm hungry. "Finn suddenly shouts through the house. You and Ada roll your eyes. "Who raised this child?" "Nobody." Ada laughs and jumps up from her bed. She leaves the room, grabs Finn, who is standing in the hallway, and takes him in her arms. "Will you help us cook?" "Arthur says that's women stuff." "Arthur has no idea about women's stuff, you shouldn't listen to him." You say and ruffles his hair. "Okay, then I'll help you." It's so easy to convince children of something. If only it were the same with adults. Then you don't have to lie to your parents and tell them you're in nursing school when you actually go to the Shelby's every Thursday. Ada lets her little brother get on his feet again and he runs into the kitchen. Finn isn't really a help in the kitchen, but he enjoys helping Ada and you and so you pretend you have important tasks for the little one. You are about to peel the beets when the kitchen door opens and Tommy, Arthur and John come in cursing. "Shit weather. Fucking rain, that's unbearable" Says Arthur and hangs his wet coat on the rack. “Don´t curse before Finn.” you said and hit him with a kitchen rag. "Is the meal fucking ready yet?" Asks Tommy with a curious look at the pots you are cooking in front of you. "Not yet." Ada replies, and hits her brother on the back of the head with the wooden spoon. "And it doesn't go any faster if you're in the way." "Wow Ada, you are in a fucking good mood today." Laughs John, then his gaze meets you and his smile becomes even wider. "Hello princess." He comes up to you and wraps his arms around you to kiss you on the cheek. "Hello Love." You say and nestle into his arms. John Shelby is the love of your life, and you couldn't be more grateful that you found him at the age of only 14. Despite all the difficulties your families have made you, the last years have been the best of your life. "God, I'm getting sick with all this cuddling and kissing." Arthur says. "Please do that in John's room." “Please do not! The walls are extremely thin and I have the room next door." says Tommy. John gives his brothers an angry look. Even though you spend at least one night at the Shelby house every week, there hasn't been anything Tommy could have heard. “Boys. Be quiet. Y / N comes from a decent family, you still know what is proper. And how often should I tell you that no one curses in front of Finn?” Polly calls out when entering the kitchen. "Now put on dry clothes, otherwise you will get sick. Then you wash your hands and help Finn with the table-setting. And don't you think you don´t have to tell where you've been all morning. " You and Ada start laughing when the three brothers make faces to match the weather outside. It doesn't take long, and the food is on the table. Of course, Tommy, Arthur and John skilfully avoided setting the table by simply spending the rest of the time in their rooms changing. Polly's little kitchen is filled with the smell of food, warmth, and the feeling of family. During the meal, John's hand lies on your knee the whole time, you can't deny the butterflies that are dancing in your stomach. Polly waits for everyone to finish. "Finn please go upstairs." The little boy looks at his aunt annoyed, but then does what she says. John tenses next to you, Arthur avoids all looks, only Tommy remains calm on the outside, the only sign of his tension is that he is pulling harder than usual on his cigarette. All three of them know that they can't evade Polly anymore, and by the way they act you know that they screwed up a lot. You and Ada exchange a curious look. "Where have you been?" Asks Polly, her tone revealing that she will neither accept discussions nor lies. The three Shelbys stay silent, they are silent until Tommy has put his cigarette out in the ashtray. "We enlisted ourselves." It will take you a second to understand the meaning of his words, then it hits you like a slap in the face. You turn to John. "You did fucking what?" "I'm going to France." He replies without looking at you. "No." you shake your head. "No way!" you jump up, his hand slipping off your knee and leaving a cold chill on your skin. ,,Absolutely no way" "I don't think that's your decision Y / N." Tommy interferes. "Shut up." You hiss at him. John slowly gets up from his seat, his gaze searches for yours and he raises his hands reassuringly. "Y / N please listen to me." ”No! I don't want to listen to you, and you won't go to war either. " "None of you will go to war," says Ada, there are tears in her eyes and she is clutching Arthur's hand as if she could hold on to him. "We have to go there sooner or later anyway." Tommy tries again in a calm voice. "Better later, then." Says Ada. “Ada, Y / N. Calm down. "Says Polly, but her voice also trembles with suppressed anger. “Calm down? The fuck no! This is crazy, this war is crazy, and you will die over there." Now the tears are running down your cheeks. You shake your head, give John another disappointed look and then run out of the kitchen. As you run, you slip into yours Boots and run out into the street, of course it's still raining. "Y / N!" You hear John calling but you just keep running. Actually, you wanted to slam the door behind you, but John was faster, catches it and follows you. He caught up with you in a few steps. "Wait." He takes your hand and pulls you towards him. You try to pull yourself away, but he's stronger than you. Not once did John say that he wanted to go to war. He didn't even mention this goddamn war. “Let me." “No. Please listen to me." “No, I don't want to listen to you. Why should I? You're doing what you want anyway! You go to war, leave me here, and then you die. Don't even think for a second that I'll sit here and wait for you while you do the stupidest thing you've ever done." John looks like you punched him in the face or kicked him in the balls. Or both at the same time. "You won't wait for me?" His voice trembles. John's voice never trembles. You look into his blue eyes and see only pain, pain and tears. You have never seen John cry and this second it breaks your heart. You don't want to be the reason he's crying, ever. You feel as if there is no more air in your lungs and your words burn like poison on your tongue. More and more tears run down your cheeks as you shake your head and nestle against his chest. "Of course I'm waiting for you." You sob. "Please don't leave me." John hugs you like he's never going to let go of you. “I won’t leave you. Never." You completely forget the rain and the cold. The only thing that matters right now is John. You take a deep breath of his scent, trying to memorize how his arms feel around your body. “Then don't go to war. Don't go to France. " “I must. If we don't go willingly, they will soon force us. You know that. At least now it´s our decision. Please understand that." You hate yourself for it, but of course you can understand him. "When?" You ask, tears are still running down your cheeks, John looks at you and carefully wipes them away. “In a week." he whispers and blows a kiss on your lips. Your heart contracts and you dig into his shirt. In a week, you only have one week with the love of your life.

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“You're too late." “I'm sorry. I had to do something. " "For Tommy?" You roll your eyes. "You go to war tomorrow and still he uses you as his errand boy." “I'm not Tommy's fucking errand boy. I just had something to do. Please don't argue with me. Not on our last day. " You sigh, tears come to your eyes again, the idea of ​​being separated from him tomorrow will tear your heart apart. "Hey, princess, don´t cry. I'll be back before you can really miss me. "He strokes your cheek and presses you a light kiss on the lips. ,,Come on now! I have a surprise." “A surprise? You?" "Yes, I've thought we´re doing something romantic today." You can't help but laugh. "You?" John gives you an angry look and lets go of your hand, he turns his head to the side, but you can see his cheeks turning red. "Then not and stop fucking laughing. " Immediately you stop and grab his hand to pull him towards you. He allows it, but his posture is still tense. “I'm sorry. But Jonny Boy, your idea of ​​romance is drinking a bottle of Whisky on Aunt Polly's roof. " "Star gazing is romantic." "So do we look at the stars?" You ask and press him a kiss on the cheek, finally he smiles again. “No, not today. Come on now, wifey. " Your heart skips, sometimes he calls you that and every time you can't help but smile at the thought of being Mrs. Shelby one day. John takes your hand and starts walking. He pulls you to a car and opens the passenger door for you. "Where did you get that car from?" You ask in surprise as you climb into the car. You have never driven in a car and somehow you are also sure that John has never driven too. "Borrowed from a friend." “You don´t have any friends. Did you steal it? " "Would that turn you on?" He grins cockily at you. "A little bit maybe." "Be quiet or I'll take you here and now in this fucking car." You feel the blood rush to your cheeks and you lower your eyes. John starts laughing and starts the car, to his surprise he really seems to know how to drive. You drive for a while, away from the dusty roads and smoky air of Small Heath until the area becomes rural and through a small forest. You breathe in the fresh air deeply, the sun shines through the leaves and warms your face. John parks the car in a small clearing and climbs out of the car. You want to open your door, but John hits the hood once. You flinch and look at him in shock. "Stay seated." He says, comes around the car and opens the door for you. You roll your eyes, but then take his hand and let him help you out of the car. "Since when are you such a gentleman? If the other Peaky Blindes would know. " "Just for you." He says and kisses you, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer to you. John breaks away from you and smiles at you, then he takes your hand and pulls you across the clearing to a large picnic blanket and a mountain of pillows, with a picnic basket next to it. You stop and notice how tears well up in your eyes. "Did you prepare that?" “Yes. I wanted to do something special. " "John .." you start and notice how a tear is running down your cheek, John sighs and carefully wipes it away with his thumb. "No more tears today, princess." "I'll try." ,,Let's eat. I'm hungry and Polly has made sandwiches. " You sit down on the soft blanket and John gets the sandwiches, a bottle of wine, a bottle of rum and a pack of cigarettes from the picnic basket. "You want to drink all of that?" You ask, slightly amused, as you take the bottles. "Maybe I need it." He whispers, so softly that you are sure you shouldn't have heard it. So you don't say anything and just smile. You enjoy the sandwiches and drink a little of the wine. After dinner you snuggle up to John and let the sunshine on your face. He puts his arm around you and pulls you to his chest, carefully drawing small circles on your upper arm. You take a deep breath of its familiar smell and wish that time would stand still. You wish that tomorrow never comes and that you two could lie here on this blanket forever. You wish there wouldn't be a war, there wouldn't be strict parents, and somehow also that there would be no Peaky Blinders. You just wish there wasn't anything that John could take away from you. "Y / N?" His voice breaks the silence. You lift your head and look into his beautiful face. John sits up a little and takes a deep breath. "I love you." “And I love you." “I know. And I know you don't want me to go to war. " "I understand that you have to go." John smiles slightly and strokes his light hair. “Yes, you understand. You understand me, always, and I couldn't be happier to have you. I know the next few weeks will be difficult. For you, for me and for our relationship. I'll be far away and I don't know how often I can write to you. "John takes another deep breath." And there's a small chance I won't come home. " Suddenly you get a bad feeling in your stomach. Is he breaking up with you right now? ,,I will wait for you. I'll wait for you my whole life if I have to. "Your hand shakes as you reach for his. “Can you please let me finish? Only once! "He says with a slight laugh. "Sorry." You say and look at your hands. John puts a finger under your chin and forces you to look at him. "I don't want you sitting around at home all the time, feeling sad and waiting for me to come home." He actually wants to break up with you. "I want you to be happy." "No!" You interrupt him. "No, you won't do that. It won't happen, ever." John looks at you in shock, his eyes suddenly full of sadness. "You're not breaking up with me now." You claw his hand as if you could stop him, as if he weren't stronger than you, as if he couldn't just tear himself away from you. "You think I want to break up with you?" Suddenly a smile plays around his lips and his eyes are full of joy again. That confuses you even more. “Yes, but that won't happen! You can't break up with me, I won't accept that. You said you love me, and I love you! We're not breaking up. You go to this fucking war and then you come home to me. And I'll wait here, write you letters and miss you until you get home. I'll wait until you come home. "Your voice almost cracks as you keep talking. “God Princess. I don't want to break up with you, I'm trying to ask you here if you want to marry me! " You look at him in shock for a brief moment. “Oh."

"Oh?" Asks John, a little uncertain. “Yes. Yes of course I want to marry you. You idiot! I thought you'd break up with me! That was a shitty marriage proposal! When you propose, the other person doesn't think you want to break up. " "If you don't let me finish again then I won't propose to you." John laughs and presses his lips to yours. "Are you quiet now so I can ask you the right way?" "But I already said yes." “Wifey! Shut up and for God's sake let me finish. "He says in a mock angry voice. You bend up again and kiss him. "Okay." You whisper to his lips. Then you sit up a little longer and look at him waiting, but you cannot banish the smile from your lips. John reaches into his pocket and pulls out an engagement ring. “Y / N. Would you do me the honor and become my wife? " You look at him in silence for a brief moment, exactly until his gaze becomes uncertain again. “Yes." John is breathing heavily. "You're going to bring me to the grave." You laugh and pull him back to you to kiss him. "I love you and don't say anything like that." "I love you too, princess." John takes your hand in his and carefully puts the ring on your finger, it fits perfectly. Tears well up in your eyes, but this time it's joy tears. You will become his wife. John kisses you again. "You promised not to cry anymore today," he whispers to your lips. "I said I would try." You answer and wrap your arms around his neck, you never want to let go of him again. The kiss becomes more intense, you bury your hand in his hair and pull him even closer to you. "I love you." You whisper between two kisses. "Not as much as I love you." He replies, his lips wandering over your cheeks to your neck. You let yourself sink back on the soft pillows below you, and John follows you. His warm body over yours, he leans on his upper arm so you don't feel his weight. John's lips find yours again and his hand moves over your body to your hip. You press yourself against him, your hands move to his neck and when John bites your lower lip lightly, you scratch your fingernails lightly over his skin. John moans softly.  You wrap your legs around the middle of his body, his hand wanders from your hip to your thigh, while he pushes your dress up slightly so that his warm hand runs over the skin of your leg. Your hands wander from the back of his neck over his muscular shoulders. John's lips wander back to your neck, first he spreads feather-light kisses on your skin, when he suddenly bites you moan softly. A pleasant warmth flows through you and you want to feel John even closer to you, you want to feel his skin on your, his hands on your body. John's hand moves slowly up your thigh. You have been at this point over and over again over the past few years, usually your body is tense now and you flinch away from its touch. You know he's waiting for it, he's waiting to pull back and hug you and whisper in your ear that it's okay and that he loves you and that he can wait until you're ready. But today you don't want to flinch. You are so flooded with happiness and love that it feels right, you feel ready. So you don´t flinch when his hand reaches the center of your body. “Is it okay if I touch you here?” His voice sounds darker than usual and leaves you with a pleasant shiver. You nod. “Words Princess.” “Yes, it´s okay. John I want you.” He comes off your lips to look you in the eyes..

“Are you sure? We don't have to do that. We can wait till I get back, we can wait until our wedding night. Or longer. I don´t care." “But I do care, I am sure, please John, I don´t want to wait any longer. Please. Make me your wife.”   He groans softly at your words, then he kisses you again full of love, passion and affection. John is careful, he takes his time to explore your body. You exchange whispered vows of love and promises about the future, about a future together. He doesn´t just take your virginity, he makes love to you. And when you lie sweaty and out of breath next to each other, you have the feeling as if your heart is jumping out of your chest for sheer happiness. John pulls you into his arms. “I love you, my wife.”

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The platform is full, people crowd everywhere to say goodbye to the soldiers. You stand between the people, nestled close to John. “I'll come back to you. I promise you. " he whispers. “I'll wait." You kiss again, his lips taste salty from all the tears that run down your cheeks. Then you break away from each other. You look at him and try to memorize every little detail about him. You want the sight of him to burn in your brain and in your heart. John hugging his aunt and sister, and you are saying goodbye to Arthur and Tommy. Arthur kneels in front of Finn on the dusty platform and takes him in his arms. “You are the man in the house now. Take good care of our women and our business. Got it?" "Got it." Finn tries to sound brave, but he's crying too. Even if he doesn't really understand why his brothers have to go. The brothers get on the train, which leaves a few minutes later. Ada clings to your arm and cries, Polly pulls you both into a tight hug. “The three of them will be back soon. Don't worry, they'll all be back soon. "It sounds more like a prayer, and god you want to believe her.

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Part 2