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It had been a long time since Dick had a real Christmas tree in the house and most of the others had never had one. Conner had never experienced Christmas, Kory was still relatively new to the holiday, and Rachel had only ever had a tiny fake one.
So this year, Dick was doing Christmas Wayne style.
He had a few fond memories of Gotham overall, but his most fond memories were of Christmas at the Manor. Mostly due to Alfred. He always went all out, getting several towering pine trees and him and Dick, and sometimes Bruce, would spend an afternoon or two decorating each tree. Alfred would reward his hard work with fresh cookies and hot chocolate and then Alfred would put on a series of his favorite Christmas movies.
Dick wanted to replicate some of that for everyone. They'd had a hard year, Gotham leading into what was supposed to be a quick fun road trip which turned into an almost fatal duel with a demon cult. All of that meant that they hadn't quite made it back to San Francisco by the time Christmas rolled around so he improvised: rented a big cabin in the Sequoias and shuffled everyone there before the most recent storm could dump snow all over them. They had barely made it in time, snow flurries falling quicker by the hour, as they pulled up to their destination.
Night one was...quiet. Each member exhausted and scurried off to their own rooms. Dick had held his hand out to Kory, a quiet invitation, to which she had just as quietly placed her hand in his and they walked off to a shared room together.
He woke up the next morning, a naked Kory wrapped tightly in his arms, and knew exactly how he wanted to spend this holiday. Dick was going to take Kory Christmas tree shopping. He kissed her awake, spent the morning showing her exactly how happy he was to be with her, then peeled them both out of bed and into the shower so they could get ready for their day.
Luckily it hadn't snowed too much where they were snowed in for the day, but it had snowed enough that by the time Dick and Kory ambled downstairs, all the kids were outside in a very intense snowball fight. They dodged snowballs from a green bear, avoided an overly excited flying Krypto, and Rachel was even kind enough to shield them from a barrage of surprise snowballs from Conner. Kory glared at him as she got situated in the passenger seat of the porsche, clearly trying to communicate with her eyes that revenge was coming his way. Conner laughed and turned around to throw a handful of snowballs at Tim. Tim, who was trying (and failing) to deflect them with his bo staff.
Dick chuckled, cranking up the heater and turning the seat warmers up to the highest setting. Kory sighed in happiness as the warmth started to surround them.
"So, where are you taking me this morning, Grayson? You've been quiet this morning." She smiled slyly at him then, eyes glittering mischievously. "Well, maybe not quiet..." She bit her lip thinking of the way he woke her up. Dick smirked over at her, grabbing her hand and bringing it up to his lips.
"We are going Christmas tree shopping," he said between kisses to her knuckles. Kory laughed and snatched her hand away, shooing him to focus on the road. She laid her hand on his knee in consolation though which made him feel a little better.
They rode the rest of the way in silence, Kory watching the snowy landscape pass them. Before he'd woken her up, he researched nearby Christmas tree farms and found one not too far from them. It was one of those farms that had activities to do too: ice skating nearby, hot chocolate stands, places to take pictures. It was a perfect place for a date.
They pulled up and Dick quickly ran around to open Kory's door, holding his hand out dramatically. Kory eyeballed him suspiciously, but let him help her out of the car.
"What are you doing?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Helping you out of the car," he informed her innocently, but dropped his eyes down to look at her boots. They had a thicker heel than her normal footwear but still terribly impractical. Kory saw through him immediately and laughed, but tucked her arm into the crook of his.
"For safety," she teased, batting her eyelashes at him. He hummed, fighting a smile, but tugged her closer. They started walking carefully, Dick guiding them straight towards a hot chocolate stand. Kory smiled happily at him and offered him a kiss which he eagerly accepted. He got them two large hot chocolates and then walked them over to the tree section.
"It smells incredible," Kory said, taking a deep breath. Dick nodded his agreement and sipped from his hot chocolate. As the warmth ran through him, he thought fondly of Alfred.
"How's the hot cocoa?" He asked, linking their fingers together.
Kory squeezed his hand, a smile on her face. "Delicious." She turned and looked at all the trees. They were all dusted with snow, looking straight out of a picture book they were so pretty. "So, what exactly are we looking for? I've never done this before."
Dick tugged her closer, slipping his arm around her waist. "We're looking for something...big. I think we should put it in the living room with the fireplace. By the window." Kory nodded her head, her curls spilling over her shoulders. Dick brushed a kiss against her temple and steered them towards one of the first aisles. They walked in comfortable silence, their hands joined, Kory trailing her fingers along the trees. He stopped in front of one, considering it.
"How about this one?" He nodded towards the tree in front of him. Kory joined him and titled her head at it.
"Do you think it's tall enough?" She asked, thinking about how high the ceiling was in the living room.
"Hmmm, good question. Go stand in front of it," he suggested, biting his lip to hide his smile. Kory looked at him confused but moved anyways standing it front of it. "I'm using you to measure," he said, a flimsy excuse. Kory huffed a laugh. This man's flirting was pathetic. He pulled out his phone, unable to fight the smile on his face.
"Grayson, if you wanted a picture, all you had to do was ask," she teased with a smile.
"I'll remember that," he mumbled around his growing smile. Kory put her hands up, reaching up high, the tree still several inches taller than her fingertips. She smiled at him while he snapped a picture. "Sending it to the kids to see what they think," he told her, typing a quick message to the Titans group chat. While he was doing it, Kory had turned around to tilt her head back and examine the tree again.
"It's perfect!" She declared, spinning back around. Dick was taking more pictures of her which made her break out into giggles. "Are you taking a picture of my ass?" She asked him coyly, tilting her head. The tops of Dick's ears turned red and he opened his mouth to deny it when she started laughing even harder. He pocketed his phone and approached her with a playful growl, tugging her to him by her hips. Kory continued to laugh, placing her hands inside his jacket and on his chest.
"If I wanted a picture of your ass, I would have taken one when I had you on your hands and knees this morning," he whispered against her lips in retaliation. Kory gave him a sultry laugh and threaded her arms around his neck, kissing him slowly. They were interrupted by his phone, the kids responding YES to the tree. Well, Gar responded and Rachel sent an emoji, so he assumed it was yes. Untangling from Kory, he kissed her firmly one more time before grabbing the tag off the tree and walking them towards the register.
While they waited for the kids to show up with the RV to take the tree back to the house, no way in hell was Dick putting that thing on top of the porsche, Dick took Kory to the ice skating rink.
That was where the kids found them. Dick laughing so hard he was almost doubled over and Kory gripping his jacket for dear life. He span around and grabbed her, her hands clinging to the front of his shirt which only made him laugh more. She was cursing him and everything under the sun that had to do with ice skating but the kids later showed him the pictures they took of them without them knowing.
They were hilarious. Kory would be pissed but he might have to frame at least one of them.