Cillian Murphy Imagines & Drabbles

Date Night.

Summary: It was meant to be a date night, but it turns into a cast dinner party, you had other plans.
Warning: Slight sex references, language & age gap (is that even a warning?)
A/N: Saw this picture, the red wine the way he's touching the glass idk felt some kind of way.
Word Count: 707.

You knew the moment you answered the phone to your boyfriend, that your plans would be changing, your date night would now be a cast dinner party for the final filming week of Peaky Blinders, you weren't angry, just frustrated. Cillian had been having early mornings and late nights, you'd missed just being in his presence alone while awake.

When the car pulled up outside the apartment building and you slipped into the warmth of the backseat you'd been expecting Cillian to be waiting but instead you were alone with the driver

"Mr. Murphy asked me to let you know that he'd be waiting at the restuarant" you thanked him with a sigh, relaxing back into the leather seats.

The restuarant was buzzing as you entered handing over your coat with a smile, Cillian had spotted you, already on his way over to greet you, he pulled you into his chest smelling of aftershave and fresh shower gel

"sorry so sorry, love" he whispered in your ear dropping a kiss to your cheek, you pulled away

"it's fine, honestly" you smile as he linked your hands together, making your way to the table full of cast and crew.

Joe and Finn were up first, pulling you into a hug each with a friendly peck on your cheek, the brothers were close to you in age and your time around the set had seen you all getting close

"sorry to crash your dinner" Joe laughed as you took your seat, you rolled your eyes jokingly.

Cillian's hand falling automatically to your thigh, you gave him a look, he shrugged with a lick of his lips.

You'd decided against the dress, when you realised others would be joining you, your plan before the changes, had been the dress Cillian loved you in and a quick meal, so you could both go home, but knowing half the cast and crew would be in attendance you picked your tightest black jeans to drive him wild, simple black tshirt tucked in and a leather jacket pulled from Cillians side of the closet.

Natasha and Sophie had called you over to their side of the table, you'd left Cillian with a squeeze of his thigh higher than acceptable in a public place, causing him to turn to you with a look, you returned his earlier shrug, dropped a kiss to his forehead and made your way over to the girls, the appetisers were in full swing and wine was being drunk quick by the bottle

Plans for a girls night had been organised and you were making your way to the ladies towards the back of the restaurant, the red wine really kicking in, finishing up you checked your make up, fluffed your hair and pulled open the large door back into the corridor.

Cillian was leaning against the wall, a glass of red in his hand, his hair was growing longer over his harsh shaved sides and you really couldn't fancy him anymore than this moment

"I miss you" he almost whined in your ear as you stood on tiptoes to lock lips

"shoulda kept it just a date night then" you smirked hand dropping to his hip

"they all wanted to have dinner I just thought it would be nice" he was holding the back of your neck with his free hand.

You bumped your nose against his rough jawline, leaving the lightest kiss to the corner of his mouth as your hand travelled over the front of his dress trousers

"I had other plans" you sighed as he bit his lip to keep the low moan leaving his mouth

"lets go then" he questioned, your hand slowly grazed over him again, eyes locked with his, a shake of your head

"main courses haven't even arrived" you plucked the wine glass from his hand, downing the contents you made your way back to the table, knowing he was watching the sway of your hips as you did.

Cillian arrived back a few moments later, you raised your eyebrow at him as he took his seat next to you

"had to fuckin' calm down in the loo" he hissed, arm snaking round your waist "like I said I had plans Mr. Murphy" you smiled, turning your attention back to Paul's story.