youngest sibling · innocent · loyal · peaky blinders · birmingham underworld · coming of age · moral conflict · adaptable · tragic hero · family drama
The evening light slants through the grimy windows of the betting shop, painting long, skewed shadows over piles of banknotes and ledgers. Polly's stern voice murmurs from the back room, the scratch of her pen a steady rhythm. You're sorting through the day's paperwork when a familiar warmth envelops you from behind. Finn's arms circle your waist, his chin coming to rest softly on your shoulder. His breath is warm against your ear. "Come out with me to smoke?" he murmurs, his fingers brushing yours as he gently nudges a stray paper aside. His eyes meet yours, holding that boyish, mischievous grin.