Peaky Blinders | Imagines and Headcannons | Tommy Shelby | Redghs

Stay Here Tonight | Michael

• Living in Small Heath had it's ups and downs.
• You were a young woman, a barmaid at the local Garrison, and the drunken regulars who shuffled in at dawn and out at dusk often made comments about you
• Some, the more crude, behind your back
• Others, the 'tame', said to your face
• 'Show us yer' tits!'
• 'You could show us a good time, couldn't yeh!'.
• You took the good with the bad.
• And the good just so happened to come in the form of the Peaky Blinders
• You were close to them, dating Michael for just over three months now and his older cousin, Tommy, had taken you under his wing
• Protecting you from the onslaught of drunks in the now Shelby owned pub
• It was nice being so close to the leaders of Small Heath, being able to walk the streets with Michael, his arm slung round your neck, lips brushing against your hair whenever another looked at you lustfully
• You felt safe walking with him and you knew he'd never let anything happen to you
• Still, when the night rolled round and you were left in your house alone, you couldn't help but feel scared - going to bed as quickly as possible to avoid any confrontation that may occur in your consiousness
• You insisted Michael sleep beside you, there for you to snuggle up to, to remind you of your safety beside your protector
• 'Could you sleep here tonight?'
• Everytime you asked, Michael would grow concerned, quickly rushing over to you and taking you in his arms - checking you over for bumps and bruises beforehand
• 'Everything's fine, I'm fine! I just want you beside me...'
• His face would light up at this, his smile beaming as he looked down at you, rocking you gently in his arms before placing a loving kiss on your crown