໒꒱ Daryl Dixon.

The moment he knew he wanted to marry you was just an ordinary day in the woods. He watched you finish off the last nearby walker and crouched down to grab the bag from its back. You were tough and beautiful and, even while dirty and covered in walker blood, he knew you were the one for him. He doubted himself for a while, until he finally realized he couldn't waste any more time worrying about it. The following night, after curling up together in bed following an exhausting day of work, gazing at the stars through the window, he pulls the ring from his pocket, hands sweaty, heart pounding hard and his head filled with anxiety. Hey he grunts, trying to hide his nerves. He has the ring in one hand and the other around your shoulders. He's about to say those four little words, but they get stuck in his throat; your eyes light up and you whisper "yes." You reach out your hand to take the ring. He sighs in relief and