Day #1: Holding Hands
Stefan knew Julia was in no way physically romantic. Any hugs given caused her to go stiff, any gentle caresses were unsuspecting and made her uncomfortable. Hell, even playing with her hair was out of the question, but it was nothing the Dane didn't mind. He simply enjoyed being around her. That's all that mattered, right?
Scanning the different small stores of the shopping mall, Stefan could see the flood of people wandering around. Children being guided by their parents, women and men holding each other's hands as they gazed at the merchandise past the windows of the stores. Without even thinking, Stefan's larger hand quickly went to grasp onto Julia's, keeping her close by his side as the crowds continued to grow larger and larger around them.
Feeling the sudden warmth that engulfed her tiny hand, Julia's sapphires quickly glanced down at their hands. Neither stopping her movement through the crowds or putting up the attempt of pulling it away. "Why the sudden interest in holding my hand..?" She asked, her accent thick on her tongue as she spoke. Quiet, but just loud enough for only Stefan's ears.
The blonde followed in silence for just a few seconds. Unsure of what to say, but squeezed her hand as their fingers interlocked. "..I didn't want to lose you, that's all. Besides, I love how small your hand is in mine. Especially with your wedding ring.."
Now that he said it, Julia took one more glance towards their finger locked hands. Her wedding band, while almost faded but held the shimmer of gold in between his large fingers. A curt smile managed to twitch at the corner of her lips at the sight. "..You're such an idiot."
Smiling, the Dane unlocked their hands and brought her left hand to his lips. His soft lips lingering around the band, whispering into it delicately as if his breath would make it crumble. "Ja, but I'm your idiot."