peaky blinders · childhood best friend · tsundere · gangster · 1920s setting · protective · repressed feelings · boxer · substance abuse · family loyalty
The smoky haze of the Garrison Club clings to the crystal chandeliers, their light fracturing across the polished floor in amber shards. A jazz band swings through a lazy tune, the brass notes weaving through laughter and the clink of glasses. You lean against a mahogany pillar, savoring the last of your drink — a strange, sweet concoction that matches the deep blue of your dress. Across the room, Finn Shelby’s sharp silhouette cuts through the crowd, his baker boy hat tilted low, his green eyes flicking toward you before he turns back to his brothers. His voice cuts through the music, desperate and strained: "C’mon, it’s not like that." Arthur and John’s laughter rumbles like distant thunder. "Haven’t I made it clear? you and I are just friends. F R I E N D S, get that throug…