I have a huge soft spot for Arthur. I just want to hug him and look after him. Maybe its just me, idk. But I had to make this sweet, so I hope to enjoy

(Y/n) finished up and made her way over to the bowl on the stand, pouring some of the fresh clean water from the jug next to it so that she could clean up. Her latest patient was a young man that had required stitches, quite a few of them. She had tried to tell Tommy that they needed to send these boys to see a doctor, not just her; but he had always assured her that she was all that they needed, that she was the best; and the boys were more than happy deal with her. Tommy sure that some of them were even getting injured on purpose, just so that she would take care of them.

It had only been a couple of months, but she felt as though she was fitting in, in Birmingham; and of course, Arthur had had a lot to do with that. Tommy and the rest of the family, telling her that they had noticed a huge change in the oldest brother, since her arrival. That he was calmer, his temper more even, and his violent outbursts almost stopping before they had even started, when he would set his eyes on her.

During her time there, (Y/n) had never asked about Tommy and Arthur's business, it was nothing to do with her. She knew a little of it, the nurse having visited The Garrison on a number of occasions now; but the business that sent so many young men her way, was something that she did her best to avoid. Arthur having told her that it was the best way to keep her safe. That it was a way to protect her. Her favourite Shelby promising that he would rather die than let anything happen to her.

"Alright, Jacob, you're all done.............." (Y/n) said, as she turned back to look at the boy she had just fixed up. The short, brown haired young man smiling at her as he carefully rolled his sleeve. Doing his best not to hiss as he caught one of the stitches.

"Thanks, Miss (Y/n)............you know, you are the prettiest nurse that I have ever met. What are you doing tonight.............?"

"Well, thank you very much, Jacob. And about tonight............I suppose you will have to ask Arthur, he said it was a surprise............." (Y/n) replied, chuckling to herself, as the young man let out a couple of uncomfortable coughs.

"Oh, yeah, a course...........er, thank you again Miss (Y/n)............." Jacob said, nervously looking around to make sure that Arthur wasn't lurking around the corner, ready to belt him for asking out his girl, before he quickly disappeared from her little treatment room. (Y/n) just shaking her head as she began to clean up, before calling in the next young man who had reported with some small cuts. (Y/n) well aware that they didn't need too much done to them, but she was just happy to help.

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"When are you gonna ask her?" Tommy enquired, as he looked over at Arthur who was staring into the bottom of his empty glass.

"What? What the hell ya talkin about Tommy." Arthur grumbled, setting down the glass on the desk.

"(Y/n)! That's what I'm talkin about. She's been here month's and you've done nothin but moon over her like a lovesick schoolboy. It's about time ya told her how ya felt; it's obvious that she's in love with ya, she wouldn't put up with ya shit otherwise. She's tha best thing that has ever happened to you. But a woman like that won't wait forever. And I'll tell you something, I'd get around to tellin her, before someone else does." Tommy continued, as he finished off his drink and light another cigarette. Arthur's eyes shooting up from the desk at his younger brother's comment.

"What do ya mean, someone else?" Arthur growled, as he looked at his brother.

"All I'm sayin is that I've heard a few of the boys talkin. She's a beautiful woman. A woman like that should have a man lookin after er; she should be courtin, not up to er elbows in bullet and knife wounds for us, she did enough of that during the war." Tommy explained; shrugging as he looked at a rather disgruntled Arthur.

"Look Arthur, if ya don't actually like (Y/n) that's fair enough; but at least tell her so that she can move on and find someone that does." Tommy continued, before he got to his feet and walked out of the room; leaving Arthur in his thoughts.

Arthur knew that his brother was right. But he had never really been that good at showing his emotions. Yet he had to do something. He knew that he had done everything he could in other ways to show her that he cared. He had taken her to the best places in the city. Bought her all manner of things. But he knew that (Y/n) didn't care about any of that. That all she really wanted to do was spend time with him and make sure that looked after himself. His best times being when they would just listen to the radio and fall asleep in one another's arms. The oldest Shelby boy suddenly getting to his feet, deciding that it was about time that he acted like a man and told the woman that he love, just that.

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"Ok Bertie, they are all clean now. But will you be more careful from now on, I seem to fix you up more than anyone else." (Y/n) said with a smile, as she once again washed her hands.

"What can I say (Y/n), it must be due to that fact that we now have someone so beautiful looking after us." Bertie replied, as he made his way over to her and took her wet hand, before bringing it to his lips and kissing her knuckles. But just as he did, the door flew open, and in the doorway, stood Arthur who looked like he was about to kill.

"Fuck off you sneaky little bastard, I need to talk to (Y/n)." Arthur barked, as he threw the young man out of the room.

"Arthur Shelby! What has gotten into you?" (Y/n) asked, folding her arms across her chest and staring at a very bright red Arthur. The urge to kill Bertie disappearing as soon as he saw her disapproving eyes.

"Look luv, I'm sorry about that, but I have ta tell ya somethin." Arthur said, as he walked towards her, taking hold of her arm, before leading her to a chair. Arthur always having thought of himself as a confident man, but as he looked at the woman he loved, he felt nervous, sweat forming on his brow as she began to smile at him.

"Right, I know I should have said this sooner. That I probably should have said it before I left that fuckin hospital in France. But if ya haven't realised it, I luv ya..............and..........and well I want ta know if ya would let me do tha right thing and court ya properly, like ya deserve. That you'll agree ta be mine......" Arthur said abruptly, looking at (Y/n)'s shocked face.

"I er.......well.......I.......Arthur.......I" Was all she managed to stammer out, as Arthur crouched down in front of her, gripping her hands tightly.

"Please luv, put me outta me misery, tell me ya feel the same............."

"Oh Arthur." (Y/n) suddenly said, as she threw herself into his arms, knocking the oldest Shelby backwards onto the floor, the nurse landing on top of him.

"I love you, Arthur Shelby. I have done since before that first kiss in the hospital gardens..........and I will be yours but on one condition" She told him. Arthur looking up at her with loving eyes. His hands coming to rest on her hips.

"Anything................"

"You give a kiss just like you did that day................" (Y/n) told him, as she leaned in closer. Arthur moving his hands from her body to her face.

"I think I can do that................" Arthur replied, before he placed his lips to hers. Arthur feeling like his life was going to start anew, and that it was all going to begin with glorious kiss.