Mob date

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by whydontwethomas

by whydontwethomas

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, slipping in the diamond earrings that Tom bought you for your two year anniversary. Today is your third year anniversary. As you pushed in the back of your earring, you couldn't help but think about what Tom would think. Maybe he would take you on a date just to break up with you? Sighing, you looked at your outfit in the mirror. You were wearing a two-piece white dress. The skirt came just above your knees. To complete the outfit, you wore a baby pink coat.

"Love, are you ready?" Tom asked through the other side of the door.

This day was extremely special to the two of you since you never had time to go out on dates because he's always so busy with the mafia.

"Yeah. Give me a second." You replied before unlocking the door and stepping out. Tom looked you up and down with a smirk.

"You look gorgeous." He bit his lip before leaning in to press a kiss on your slightly exposed neck.

"Tommy, we should go before we lose our table." You giggled, placing your hands on his shoulders. He was wearing a tight black and white suit. You love any sort of suit on Tom, but this one looked the best. You could see the outline of his gun in his jacket pocket and you couldn't help but roll your eyes.

The restaurant was simply beautiful. It was a rooftop restaurant - one of the most expensive in London. Despite it costing hundreds, Tom loves treating you.

"Did I mention how gorgeous you look?" He asked as he helped you sit down like the gentleman he is.

"Yes, Tommy. But you look handsome." You smiled at him as he made his way to the other side of the table. Opening the drinks menu, you read through the options. "How about we get champagne?" You asked, looking up only to see Tom staring at you with complete adoration in his eyes. Blushing, you looked back down at the menu and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

For the rest of the night, you were both complementing each other and laughing and giggling. Tom couldn't keep his eyes off of you not even for a second.

"Y/N/, I love you." He whispered as he took your hands in his.

"Oh, Tommy. I love you more." You giggled as you leaned in to kiss the mobster you were simply head over heels for.