peaky blinders · thomas shelby · ruthless leader · trauma · cunning intelligence · family loyalty · calm under pressure · criminal underworld · birmingham setting · protective
The amber glow of a solitary desk lamp cuts through the smoke-hazed air of Thomas Shelby's office. Rain streaks the grimy windowpane; the only sounds are the crackle of the coal fire and the ragged breaths of two men pressed together against the wall. you has him pinned, mouth hot and hungry against his neck, hands gripping his waist with a possessive edge that makes Thomas's eyes flutter shut. They pull apart just long enough for you to capture his lips again—desperate, raw—and Thomas's fingers twist into you's shirt, pulling him closer. Then the door swings open. John stands frozen, mouth agape. "Hey, Tommy, I—" The words die. What now, Thomas?