Hey there please can I ask for a bonnie gold drabble just to help cope with last night's episode lol :( Taking this from the drabble challenge that you reblogged maybe no2/no6?? Tysm xxx
SPOILERS BENEATH FOR PEAKY BLINDERS SERIES 5
A/N: Bonnie did not deserve his death at all!! He was an angel. He is alive and well in this one shot!
A pounding knock resounded around your small, modest flat, causing you to spring up from the sofa and drop newspaper in your hand. The stock markets had crashed, it was headline news everywhere and you knew this was the start of hard times ahead.
Sighing and pulling your dressing gown tighter around your waist, glancing at the clock that chimed quietly to signal midnight as you pottered over to the door, ridding with the locks before opening it slowly, the sight before you making you gasp. “Bonnie-“
Bonnie’s arms wrapped around you before you could finish, knocking the wind out of your lungs. Never before had you seen him in this state, his once confident and determined demeanour crashing right before your very eyes. He was scared. Terrified.
Slowly you led him inside, shutting and locking the door behind him. Sitting him down on the sofa, you pecked the top of his head before going into the kitchen, filling a bowl with water and grabbing and clean cloth.
“What happened, Bon?” You whispered, gently tilting his head up to start cleaning the blood, dabbing the cloth gently on his cheek.
It took him a moment to find his words, and when he spoke his voice was barely above a whisper. “The Billy Boy’s...” Upon seeing your eyebrows furrow in confusion, he continued. “Another gang, from Glasgow. They came to me and Dad’s camp, shot ‘im in the arm and beat me to a pulp. They thought we were dead and left.”
“Oh Bonnie,” Sighing, you cleaned another spot of blood on his face, noticing the bruises forming beneath. “How is Aberama? Is he alright?”
Bonnie nodded, wincing slightly as he did so. “He’s with Tommy, he’s taking care of it. We were lucky Johnny Dogs found us and took Dad to Arrow House, then I got him to bring me to you. I’m sorry for turning up like this, love.”
“Don’t you ever apologise for anything, Bon.” You put the cloth on the side of the bowl and cupped his cheeks gently, your arms resting on his knees.
“I need a place to stay, it’s not safe at any camp anymore.” He whispered, lifting one of his hands to cradle yours. “Can I stay with you?”
“Of course you can, it’s not home without you, Bon. They won’t find you here, they can’t hurt you anymore.” Giving him a weak smile, you leaned forward to peck his lips. As you pulled away, you glanced at the clock again. “I’ll finish dressing your wounds and then we can try and get some sleep. How does that sound?”
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