Hello - You could write about tommy shelby meeting his girlfriend's grandparents. Tag me. Thanks
hii, that was such a nice idea to write, thank you for sending it. i wanted to add some backstory and got a bit carried up with that, hope you enjoy that. let me know what you think <3
before reading, no grace and charlie in this and tommy is in his late 30s while the reader is at least 25,,
your parents were a young couple full of wildness and they were curious to see what life had to offer them
they were both working, some days working too hard that they collapsed to the bed. they were successful and also ready to have their seats in the london society
they weren’t planning to have a child soon but well, the pull-out trick failed and your mother realised she was pregnant
it wasn’t a complete shock to be honest, they knew they were being reckless. your dad was the happiest man on earth when he heard the news
then there you were, being the tiniest thing they had ever seen in their lives. you were such a happy and quiet baby, smiling every time they spoke to you
but after a few years, their jobs demanded much more attention and you were louder than ever, so when your dad’s parents mentioned they could look after you while they were busy, they accepted immediately
it was a few days at first, then it turned to weeks and suddenly you were basically living with them
your parents loved you dearly but they just didn’t have enough time and they didn’t want to hire a nanny they didn’t trust.
on the other hand, your grandparents were already retired and they had the entire day to spend with you.
they were wealthy enough to hire teachers to come to teach you at their mansion outside of the loud city, from history to piano, even horse riding
all those efforts they’ve spent and money they poured made you the young woman you were now, a well-qualified lady with knowledge and manners
you’d describe your childhood as a good one, maybe your parents weren’t present most of the time but they made you feel the love they had for you. not the mention all the letters and gifts
so when your grandma mentioned bringing the man who captured your heart to their country house, you didn’t hesitate. they saw how your face shined with happiness every time you brought up tommy in conversation and they knew he was the one
your parents on the other side heard his reputation but they didn’t give it a thought as long as you were happy and safe. you weren’t a teenage girl after all
meanwhile, your relationship with your relatives surprised tommy. he’d think your parents would try to make his life hell, given their place in the society but you just shrugged and giggled when he told you that
and about your grandparents... tommy didn’t know his father’s side and pretty same with his mother’s relatives, even if they were present he could barely remember them
‘what if they think i’m too old?’ he asked the day before, while you were at lunch. you responded with a soft smile, ‘they are almost seventy, tommy. and remember, they read about you in papers but still invited you, didn’t they?’
‘yeah i thought that was for having a chance to murder me tomorrow and bury me in your backyard’ you laughed with that, ‘and who’s gonna do that, grandpa? he wouldn’t even hurt a fly’
the next morning he looked at his reflection in the mirror, he tried to remember the last time he dressed that way; a comfortable white shirt, brown tweed pants and a comfortable jacket. no cufflinks, no peaky cap, no gun. he looked like a normal man, a husband who loved his wife dearly
he picked two bouquets before he started to drive to the countryside. one for you and one for your grandma, tommy was determined to leave a nice first impression
he felt free as he walked to the door, it’s been ages he walked without the burden of a pistol. one of the maids welcomed him, saying you were in the backyard with your grandparents
you were the first one to notice him, a big smile covered your face as you took in his appearance, he looked younger and happier
tommy naturally smiled while your grandparents followed your gaze and saw him as well, the great gangster standing in their garden with one of the biggest smiles they’ve ever seen and two flower bouquets in his arms
‘mr shelby’ your grandfather stood up and he was quick to offer the old man his free hand, ‘please, call me tommy’
‘oh, it’s really nice finally meeting you after listening to y/n talk about you for hours’ your grandma said softly and accepted the flowers with a warm smile, ‘such a gentleman, just like she said’
you took the bouquet as a well, tommy thought how beautiful you looked in that floral dress, his beautiful lover
the rest of the day was filled with heartful laughters and sincere conversations, your grandparents warming up to him easily
tommy thought they would be stern and sceptical but no, they treated him like a son, with love they were ready to give and made him feel like he was a part of their family
they might be a borguouise family but they were nothing like the vultures at the parliament. in the end, they were the ones who raised you, his love
