Shawson One Shots

Chicago Fire
F/F
G
Shawson One Shots
Summary
One-shots based on random prompts! more to come!
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Shay was lying casually on their bed watching a new telenovela to try and learn Spanish. “En-ton-ces,” Shay mumbled to herself. “Hey baby, whatcha watching?”

“Um...” Shay started as she looked around for the remote. “La Reina del Sur.”

“Hm interesting.” She smiled at her fiancée and then retreated to the bathroom to dry her hair after her shower. As Shay was watching and listening, a frustrated groan emitted from her fiancée. “Gab?”

“I hate this stupid brush! It never gets the tangles out and it gets hair all over me!”

“Okay okay. Come here.” Shay responded calmly. She scooted back on the bed and grabbed an old towel from the floor. “Shay I’m not in the mood, I can't even brush my hair!”

“I wasn’t suggesting that for your information, now would you get over here?”

“Fine.” Gabby huffed and trudged towards the bed. She went to lay down but Shay stopped her. “Uh uh, turn around and face the tv.”

“Why?” She asked a little upset at not seeing Shays face. “Relax baby. You’ll see me soon.” She laughed.

“Now, would you hand me your hairbrush?”

Wordlessly, Gabby did what she was asked and handed Shay the brush. Shay set the brush down on her lap and got the towel to squeeze the water out. She was so gentle with it Gabby could cry. After a couple of minutes, the towel was set aside and Gabby felt her hair being brushed.

“What do you think of me adding Dawson on my name?”

“For your last name? “

“Yeah. I was thinking of a hyphen name. I wanted to ask you though first.” Shay said quietly.

“No matter what you choose, I’m okay with it. I did ask you to marry me after all. Do you want to change your name and add mine?”

“Yeah. I’ve always just been Leslie Shay. Now I can be Leslie Elizabeth Dawson-Shay. I know it doesn’t sound great but I want to be a part of your family. For good.”

“I love you.” Gabby turned and kissed her soundly. “I love you more. Now turn around I’m almost done.” Smiling, Gabby turned around and was lulled to sleep by Shays gentle brushing and quiet singing of her favourite song, somewhere only we know.

“You’re my angel Gabriela Dawson.” Shay reached over and turned out the light and held Gabby to her as she watched the tv.

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