ask prompt: gianna seeing that kelly is going in the wrong direction takes a hold of his shoulders from behind and turns him towards the right one. ( @zugasti ) ... as gianna zugasti.
they were christmas tree shopping. for multiple trees, because apparently ... that's what the severide-zugasti household do. they weren't married yet, but kelly has gotten the habit of walking around with gianna's engagement ring in his pocket - just in case. just in case the right moment appears, ready for him to get on one knee and proclaim his love for her. she already knows; but that doesn't mean he doesn't have the deep (and endless) desire to keep telling her. TO TELL HER OFFICIALLY TOO. with the ring, the knee in the snow and all that. he walks down the path of medium christmas trees - but apparently that's the wrong way.
because before severide knows it, GIANNA'S GENTLE HANDS TOUCH HIS SHOULDERS, directing him the other way. back towards the big trees. he doesn't remind her of meadow, how their cat will climb each tree and have the night of her life knocking down ornaments. maybe they were plastic; not glass. but instead of walking the right way, kelly pauses his steps and turns around, hands quick to find her waist. kissing her face all over when he pulls her closer, frowning a bit at her pinkening nose. "you're cold," he notes as if it was obvious (it was) and that makes him frown. "wanna give up for now? quick break at the bougie coffee shop? my treat?" moving his hands to her face, gloves touching her cold cheeks, trying to get some heat back into them. "we have two trees - isn't it ... a little, much, to have more trees than people anyways?"
