she thinks of you.

it was nice to get out of the avengers hq for a bit, get away from all the middle-aged-men arguing with each other for hours on end. carol decided to take a walk that day, and the song she was listening to reminded her of you.

'i like shiny things, but i'd marry you with paper rings'

carol smiled, fumbling with the engagement ring on her finger, rubbing it back and forth as she recalled the day you proposed.

you stood on the iconic staircase in rome, kneeling down and holding a beautiful blue sapphire ring in front of you. engraved on the inside was 'carol x y/n'.

"carol, from the first day i met you, i knew that you were the one. the one that i had to spend the rest of my life with. and i was right. we've had our ups and downs, but we pulled through, and that's the only thing that matters. so, carol danvers. will you make me the happiest person and marry me?"

"yes. yes yes yes!"