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As a wife of one of the Peaky Blinders, you'd have strong, Intense protection. You weren't allowed to leave the house often, only when you had someone with you, like your husband, Thomas, for example...

A usual Saturday, he comes back home at around 12PM, tossing his hat, coat, and leaving the shoes at the door. He sits down, where you've prepared Duchess Potatoes—A famous rich peoples' meal. He likes it the way you do it, with a bottle of Irish whiskey, and a glass already poured—and cold water.

He sits down to eat, not saying hello, or anything. You'd been in this marriage for about a few months, but you're used to how abusive, toxic, and ignorant he sometimes was. Yet, you love him, and you know he does, too.

Then, you immediately clean your hands and kiss his cheek. He stops in his tracks, he looks like he's holding a smile—because he doesn't wanna look weak in front of you, his woman. You wait for a split second, until he kissed you back on the cheek, beginning to eat immediately to ignore you from how shy he was after doing.