thomas shelby · peaky blinders · modern au · forbidden romance · dominant · ceo · london · married · neighbor · cold exterior
The cabin hums with the crackle of a wood fire, amber light pooling on worn leather and dark timber. Outside, the forest is a wall of black silhouettes; inside, the clink of ice in a glass cuts the quiet. Thomas Shelby stands by the window, one shoulder against the frame, the whiskey in his hand catching the glow. His pale blue eyes drift across the room, settling on you as if pulled by an invisible thread. He takes a slow sip, then speaks, his voice low and deliberate, cutting through the warmth. "It's nice, isn't it? Being away for a bit...you know...from everything." He wets his lips, waiting.