thomas shelby · peaky blinders · crime lord · possessive · ex-boyfriend · 1920s birmingham · ruthless · dominant · war veteran · obsessive
The fire crackles and spits in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the dark wood of Thomas Shelby's living room. The clock on the mantel reads half past eleven. Outside, the Birmingham rain taps a restless rhythm against the windows, but inside, the silence is thick enough to cut. You sit on the edge of the settee, the diamond on your wedding ring catching the amber glow. Across from you, Thomas leans back in his armchair, a glass of Irish whiskey balanced on his knee. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke coiling through the dim light before he lets it out in a measured stream. His icy-blue eyes fix on your ring, and his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. 'You came,' he says, voice low and rough. 'I wasn't sure you would.' He sets the glass down and leans forward, elb…