#doing a whole lotta nothing on this gloomy Friday

[ennuing]

Almost there… 🥱

[peaskyblonders]

revelations

GIF NOT MINE!!

Isaiah Jesus x reader

Warnings: drinking, flirting, a whole lotta flirting and a whole lotta bad writing.

1481 words of pure trash

You were sat in the pub with Michael and Isaiah on a gloomy Friday night, you were Michaels secretary so you were quite close to the two boys, it was a common thing for you to come to the pub with them after work on a Friday and it was also a common thing for Michael to complain about the sexual tension between you and Isaiah. You couldn't lie to yourself, Isaiah was an extremely good looking boy, you couldn't help but be slightly attracted to him, but you knew that he was obsessed with women and you truly believed that things would most likely not work out between you two.

The three of you were sat around a table, Michael was sat across from you and Isaiah next to you, his arm was draped casually around the back of your chair and his hand brushed your exposed shoulder every time you leaned back.

Isaiah was in the middle of telling a story when he suddenly froze, you looked up at him in curiosity and saw that he was gazing into the distance, staring at a petite brunette that had just walked into the pub. You rolled your eyes at his boyish behaviour and started a conversation with Michael. You soon felt a constant tapping on your shoulder and turned around to spot Isaiah looking at you with a scared expression on his face, you opened your mouth to speak, but Isaiah cut you off before you could say anything.

"Pretend to be my girlfriend" he demanded and you could feel your eyes go wide in shock.

"Excuse me?"

"Pretend to be my girlfriend"

"You don't control me, Isaiah"

"Please, Y/N."

You could tell he was desperate. You prayed to yourself that this wouldn't affect how you felt towards him but you knew deep down that the night could only end with your love for him growing even more.

"Okay" you sighed, the grin that immediately appeared on Isaiah's face made you feel better.

"Right, follow me" he commanded as he stood up and outstretched his hand towards you, you grabbed hold of it without batting an eyelash and allowed him to help you up out of your seat, it was a common thing for Isaiah to do. He was always trying to maintain the gentleman persona, he believed that it was the reason he had girls dropping at his feet everywhere he went.

He then intertwined your hands together and started to lead you to the bar. As you passed Michael you apologized to him for leaving, a feeling of guilt washed over you but he shrugged at you in response. He reassured you that it was ok and even claimed that he was used to it before he got up from his seat and walked towards a group of girls on the other side of the pub.

Once you got to the bar, Isaiah stood in front of you with his hands resting on top of the bar, trapping you in front of him with a cocky smirk plastered on his face. You quickly glanced over his shoulder and spotted the brunette glaring at the two of you. You could tell she was angry and you were almost intimidated when she made eye contact with you and gave you a dirty look. Almost.

"Shes staring"

"Good"

You draped your arms around Isaiah's neck and he pressed his body against yours in response. You rolled your eyes at his cocky, boyish behaviour and it was then that you decided Isaiah wasn't the only one that could play the teasing game.

You grabbed onto his shoulders, digging your nails into him as you and pulled him even closer, stopping when your noses were touching. You made sure that you watched his lips carefully as you leaned in, and you felt his grip on your waist tighten when you bit your lip teasingly. You then turned your head to the side at the last second and your lips brushed against his ear as he let out a frustrated groan.

"Could you buy me a drink, Isaiah?" you asked and then turned yourself around so that you were facing the bar and the slightly attractive bartender. Your back was now pushed against Isaiah's chest. You mischievously leaned over the bar, giving the bartender a nice view of your cleavage while simultaneously rubbing your bottom against Isaiah's member. Isaiah cursed under his breath as he put his hands on your hips and looked at the bartender with a warning gaze.

"Two whiskeys" he demanded as he removed his hands from your hips and placed them on the bar, pushing you flush against the countertop with his body. The feeling of the cold surface against your burning hot skin was a feeling of pure bliss and you unintentionally let out a soft sigh as you placed your hands firmly against it. "You're really testing my patience, Y/N" Isaiah grunted in your ear and gave your neck a quick kiss before he pulled away and moved to the other ear. "I feel like you're intentionally trying to frustrate me"

The two glasses of whiskey then appeared in front of you and you immediately picked one up and drank it all in one gulp, your throat had become incredibly dry all of a sudden.

"If you wanted to fuck me, all you had to do was ask"

You choked at Isaiah's words and felt some of the whiskey drip down your chin, before you even had the chance to wipe it off you were facing Isaiah, who had spun you around by your hips and was now looking down at you with a sly smirk on his face. He wiped the liquid off your chin with this thumb and just as he was about to taste the whiskey you grabbed onto his thumb and put it in between your lips, gently sucking on it as you looked him in the eyes. A look of pure innocence was plastered on your face and he inhaled deeply at the sight, his eyes darkened when you pulled away.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Y/N?"

"Well that depends"

"On?"

"How well am I doing?"

"Very"

He then grabbed hold of your neck and pulled you in closer to him, he softly closed his eyes and placed a passionate kiss to your lips. He caught you off guard and before you knew it, he was pulling away, not giving you the chance to kiss him back. You could see the torn look on his face and before he could apologize you stood up on your tippy toes and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. You felt Isaiah smirk to himself before deepening the kiss by gently placed his hand under your chin and lifting it upwards. He bit down on your lip and you let out a shocked gasp in response, he used this to his advantage and gained control of the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth.

You grabbed hold of his suit jacket, you needed to steady yourself as you felt like you were floating on air and as soon as you started to feel lightheaded you pulled away from the kiss. You gave Isaiah a quick peck on the cheek before you opened your eyes and saw that he was already watching you, a soft look on his face.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that for" he spoke, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Then why didn't you?" you wondered, your voice was quiet and you were surprised that he managed to hear you over the drunken shouts coming from the men around you and the singing from the girls that were sat at the tables scattered around the pub.

"I didn't think you felt the same way, sweetheart."

"I could say the same thing to you, Isaiah. You constantly have a girl on your arm. You didn't really make your feelings known to me" you argued back, laughing at the guilty look on his face.

"I can't help the fact that girls love me"

"You absolutely love the attention you get off girls, Isaiah. Whos to say that you'll be able to be happy in a relationship with only one girl" you joked, looking up at him with a grin on your face.

"Me. I want to be with you. It's all I've ever wanted, love. Every other girl is nothing compared to you."

"Even the brunette staring at us from the other side of the bar?" You asked, tilting your head to her direction. Isaiah seemed to have forgotten about her and moved his head to glance at the brunette, he then turned back to you and placed another gentle kiss to your lips.

"I want you and only you, Y/N"

And that's the story of how you started dating Isaiah, a member of the Peaky Blinders and now former ladies man.