with john's jacket and i just have so many feelings

Peaky Blinders Fanfic

Chapter 1:

“Right (Y/N), we’ve gotta seal the deal in this meetin’ today, we need the Shelby’s now more than ever and I have no idea what we’re gonna fuckin’ do if we don-”

“Yes Mr. Hill” you replied cutting your boss off. If you didn’t stop him there he would go on forever, which he had a tendency to do when he is stressing about something.

“Don’t fuckin’ interrupt me. It’s fuckin’ rude” He spat before necking back his third glass of whiskey, he slammed the glass down on his desk before carrying on to lecture you “what I’m gettin’ at girl is shut ya mouth in there got it? an’ I mean it. I don’t wan’ nothin’ from you. I need this deal and the last thin’ I fuckin’ need is you tryna input and talkin’ them outta it” he’s right though, you’ve been known in the past to ruin his business deals. You didn’t mean to, you just kind of saw him wrecking it for himself because nine times out of ten he was pissed, and you just try to help which normally ends up making it worse… “All I wan’ you t'do is accompany me an’ look pretty like a fuckin’ secretary should” You nodded in agreement.

Satisfied with his speech Mr. Hill got up and put on his coat before leaving his office “Let’s get this over with then” you followed behind in silence.

The car pulled up at Garrison Lane, the driver nodded to Hill, signalling you’d reached your destination. Lifting his cap in thanks he got out of the car, and walked towards the Garrison pub. You hurriedly followed suit behind him “This is it now (Y/N)” he turned to you and gave what you thought was a very small hint of an appreciated smile, it was very sudden before his face turned to a grimace, he was clearly nervous about meeting the Shelby’s. To be honest you don’t blame him, his entire career and reputation was on the line. Hill had got himself into a war with another gangster family in London. He was losing. He needed the Shelby’s for protection and more for title. If rivalling gangsters and businesses knew that the Shelby’s were working with him, they wouldn’t dare start confrontation.

You both entered the busy pub, expecting to see the Shelby’s straight away you both looked around in an attempt to find them. Well…. You thought they’d be quite distinct from the regular customers, men who’d gone for a beer after their shift or other blokes who’d probably just had an argument with their missus and was drinking beer talking themselves out of their marriage when they know they’ll go back anyway. Same old same old, you liked observing other people and what they were doing, imagining what their lives are like and what they were like.

“Lennie Hill?” Yourself and Hill both turned to the voice, a guy standing behind the bar “I’m Harry, the owner… Mr. Shelby has asked me to look out for you. They’re all waiting for you in here” he gestured to a door. You followed him through into a separate room with a very small seating area just big enough to for you all to comfortably fit in.

“Tommy Shelby” Hill smiled, holding out his hand walking towards the Shelby’s. Neither three of them moved in the slightest, Tommy continued to puff on his cigarette. Hill dropped his hand back down to his waist and sat down opposite the boys. You followed behind sitting down next to him.

Tommy looked at you, and it wasn’t like a glance, it was a long look, he looked you up and down without any expression on his face. You felt slightly embarrassed so moved your eye contact to something different in the room pretending not to notice or be bothered. He turned back to Hill, still smoking on his cigarette “It’s Mr. Shelby to you Lennie. Let’s be professional now…. You know John and Arthur” Tommy gestured to either side of him where a brother sat.

“Of course Mr. Shelby” Hill replied, the nerves had faded from his voice and he sounded serious and a bit more composed.

Tommy finished is cigarette putting out the butt on the table before lighting up another one, he inhaled a long puff “Well…. Lets talk business Mr. Hill”

Harry entered the room, smiling at the Shelby’s, they didn’t seem to mind, you assume they trust him and he knows to keep what he hears to himself. He places another round of drinks on the table for the Shelby’s and gives each of you and Hill a glass of the same before leaving the room again. You managed to nod at him before he left to say thank you, remembering you was under strict instructions not to speak.

Hill took a swig of his drink before explaining his situations and proposing a deal “I’m in a war with the Nickson family. I have more power and money than them but they have a lot more people. I need protection and a title. I need more men and I want the three of you to fight with me if need be.”

The three Shelby brothers looked at each other and rolled their eyes grinning. This is probably a ‘deal’ they are asked for every day with other gangsters as well…. A deal for protection.

Tommy doesn’t hesitate to answer “No”

Hill is slightly taken back by his sudden abrupt reply. He stutters and thinks of something back to say to persuade the Shelby’s.

“Who’s this?” John points to you, turning his head to Hill.

“My secretary. This is (Y/N)”

“Is she mute, why does she not speak?” John raises his eye brow amused at the conversation

You cock your head to one side and smile at him. So desperate to talk. You reckon you could persuade them to make the deal… don’t know how but you’re sure of it. You must be going purple you’re so busting for all these different sentences and words to fly out but you continue to smile at him.

“She knows to be quiet, this is adults business…. It’s not (Y/N)’s strong point” Hill replies with a sly dig to you followed by a laugh. Nobody joins in the Shelby’s sit in silence and look from yourself to him again.

“That’s not very polite” John wags his finger at Hill before looking back to you “I don’ see why you can’t talk love. Your boss hasn’ even proposed a good deal so I would exclude this from adults business” He smiled

You blushed and opened your mouth to reply but you were cut off “Are you a whore?” Your head shot to Tommy who has a blank expression on his face.

Frowning you were about to start insulting the sod for calling you that. Hill could predict what you were about to do so spoke before you could respond. “She’s my secretary”

“I’m talkin’ to the fuckin’ girl, if I wanted to fuckin’ ask you a question I’d fuckin’ talk to you not ‘er” Tommy raised his voice in reply before turning back to me “Are. You. A. Whore?”

Everyone looked to you for a response, you were absolutely fuming, how dare he ask you that, you felt so humiliated and embarrassed. No, you wasn’t to be intimidated by Tommy Shelby like everybody else was. No, you were going to play the bastard at his own game “Do I look like a whore?” you replied politely.

Tommy seemed taken back by your response he took a long puff of his cigarette before furrowing his eyebrows “excuse me?”

“I said, do. I. Look. Like. A. Whore?”

The air was silent for a few seconds “No” Arthur quickly responded before Tommy could say any more on the matter.

“Look Mr. Shelby. I’m prepared to offer a percentage of my income whilst you Shelby’s work with me and on top of that I am prepared to pay a lump sum now” Hill changed topic of conversation, clearly feeling as unpleasant as you did, he too just wanted to settle a deal and leave.

“I fuckin’ said no” Tommy bluntly responded

“Okay, what about thirty per-”

“D'ya not understand you fuckin’ idiot we said no” Arthur shouted, almost repeating his brothers words.

“Look Lennie, I’ll ask you the same thin’ as I ask everyone else who offers us fuckin’ stupid deals. Why should I? How will this benefit us? It will only benefit you. We have our own money and power, we don’ fuckin’ need yours” Tommy questioned Hill making a good point.

Clearly defeated, Hill let out a long exasperated breath. “Very well”

Relieved you both start to get up, Hill realising there’s no way the Shelby’s want business with him. Thank god, you can get out of here.

“Why does she work for you Lennie?” Tommy questioned, talking about you. Your eyes narrowed, why the hell is he bringing this up again.

Feeling deflated Hill responded in a bored, tired manner “Cos’ she does Tommy. Cos’ she’s smart an’ I see potential in her. She’s loyal an’ I pay her well”

Tommy nodded accepting the answer he was given. Just was you were both about to leave he stopped you “Wait”

Hill turned slowly, with his jacket slung over his arm, all he wanted to do was get out of there. He needed to try make new arrangements and plans on what step to make next with his war against the Nickson’s. “Yes?”

“Actually, maybe you have something I want” Tommy stated. John looked towards you and smiled. Your stomach sunk and you got a rush of butterflies all at the same time. You had a very bad feeling about this.

“Anything” Hill replied with a twinge of hope in his voice, suddenly coming to life again.

“(Y/N)” Tommy responded with his demand. Reaching into the inside of his jacket pocket and pulling out another cigarette to smoke.

What do you guys think? I literally just had idea to make a Peaky Blinders fanfic tonight so I haven’t got a title nor many ideas right now for future chapters. I’m not even sure I’ll make more yet. It depends on the response. Let me know what you all think and if you have any suggestions on what I can do in the future or what I could call the fanfic…. I’d love to here from you!

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