i just know eye contact with tommy is the most intense thing like , some sort of posh dinner or whatever you both have to go to and you've not really had much to do all night . but there's him , tommy socialising with all those he has to with that ever present confident smirk . and you'd stare
but no one could say a word anyways , he was yours to stare at . tommy looked over at you , maybe just to look , maybe he knew the way you felt . but either way you were making eye contact now . tommy shelby could wear a smirk like a crown , as he so often did and now directed to you it made your knees that small bit weaker . it was like he could read your mind . sipping your drink , he never once looked away , nor did you . a game of chess in which the moves haven't been decided