RomanGerri 1, 10, 11, 17
Aaahhh the Armada of my heart, thank you always for the ask ♥️
1. On a scale of 1 - 10, how would you rate this ship?
On romance, 8
On the ability to make our guts twist and wrench, and break our hearts to a tiny million pieces, they’re tipping the scale to a 20!
10. They're getting married. Who proposed? Where was that proposal? What season is the wedding taking place?
Oh my god; you would totally think I was nuts. I was going to reply to this with a full blown fic because my brain took me there, but I decided to move all that to my notes instead and publish it for you at a later time. LOL! You deserve a properly written and edited fic. Here’s a cliff notes version though:
I imagine some kind of an unexpected “reunion” post-season 4, long after Logan’s death, after they all try to go back to how things used to be—except nothing’s ever going to be the same now. Roman runs into Gerri in LA, and somehow his brain tells him “it’s now or never”, and proposes to her like he’s inviting her to dinner. To his very pleasant fucking surprise, Gerri says, “Why not”, then they have dinner together.
The next day, he buys her an engagement ring at this store where he saw a necklace Gerri wore a lot, so she might like that brand, and delivers it to her first thing in the morning—on his knees—right outside her hotel room. She’s still in her PJs when she opens the door, “Come in or fuck off”, she answers, to which Roman responds with his biggest, happiest smile.
They get married in two week’s time, at some obscure courthouse mid-west to avoid media attention (not that Roman minded it, maybe the news could shock Kendall into sobering up, or Shiv to finally get that divorce—or get into family therapy, whatever the fuck works). Gerri flies in her daughters, Roman flies in Karl and fucking Frank despite awful memories attached to him because he loves the man whether he admits it or not.
Over dinner with everyone, one of Gerri’s daughters asks the question to address the elephant in the room. “Why?”
“It wasn’t obvious to you guys?” Gerri asks. It must’ve felt rhetorical because no one answered. Roman clasps Gerri’s hand and kisses the knuckle where the wedding ring rests.
And that’s that. A full fic is in the works though!!!
11. Who's the big spoon? Who's the little spoon? Do they switch it up?
On normal nights, Roman is the big spoon. He likes to feel he takes care of Gerri. But when nightmares arrive to him in the middle of the night, she cradles him, turning her into big spoon that comforts him back to sleep
17. What are the colors of this ship and do you like them together?
Black and blue. There’s a metaphor there somewhere, especially for people who have experienced what Roman has with his father. 🥲 But also, blue is for Gerri’s reliability, stoic attitude, stone-cold killer instinct, and her stunning eyes. While black is for Roman’s effortless elegance, quest for power, plus he looks really good in it.
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