Rarl one-shots.

22|Husband.

Ron doesn't quite know what exactly he's doing, pacing in front of the jewelry store without making a decision. He just had to go in and pick out a ring, it's not that hard.

But actually it is, what if no ring is good enough for Carl? Ron just wanted to give him the best and he's not sure he'll be able to do it. Maybe Carl hadn't even thought about marriage before.

"Ron, just come in."

Ron jumps at the sound of Aaron's voice behind him and presses his lips into a thin line.

"I'll help you, come on."

Aaron pushes Ron into the store and shines his flashlight on the shop windows with too many rings on display.

"How is?" Ron asks, resting his hands on the display case.

"What thing?"

"Getting married. Being married to the man you love, what is it like?"

Aaron takes his time to answer, and Ron senses that he is, in a way, recapitulating the most important thing and the strongest thing that Eric makes him feel.

"Beautiful. I don't can think of a better definition. For many, marriage can be just changing your label with your partner or some kind of bondage, but for me it is not. Every time I remember that I can call Eric my husband, I fell in love with him a little more. Although it may not seem like it, it's a big change and for the better."

Ron didn't really quite understand what the difference was between a boyfriend and a husband, because it was pretty much the same thing, he just changed the label and a legal fight over a divorce later. When he thought about the small possibility of asking Carl to marry him, he only remembered the horrible marriage of his parents, but Ron wasn't Pete and he would never do something like what he did. His parents' marriage wasn't a good one, but that doesn't mean that if Ron tries he'll come out the same, because he knows he won't.

Ron Anderson loved Carl Grimes with his life and the mere thought of watching him suffer was a searing pain for him.

"I'm scared," Ron admits, leaning over the display case, "M-maybe I'm rushing too much and he never thought of getting married before. It's not much of a deal now, is it? It wouldn't be so legal, well...Nothing is legal now. What I mean is that I want to, of course I want to, but I don't know if he does it too or if he'll be comfortable with something like that. I don't want to ruin things between us…"

Aaron raises an eyebrow and a judgmental look, but nothing malicious.

"Ronald, I swear to you, if you don't put a ring on Carl's finger within the next few hours, he's going to go crazy. I'll go crazy too."

And he'll lose a bet, but Ron mustn't know that.

"Do you think he wants it too?" Ron mutters.

"I can tell there's nothing he wanted more than this. Now let's take all this home and choose in peace."

Ron hadn't expected to arrive in Alexandria with his backpack full of boxes of rings, but he'd rather do this at Aaron's house than in a ghost mall.

So now there was the "homosexual team," as Abraham dubbed it, all at Aaron's house with a mess of rings.

"How hard can it be to choose a ring?" Tara snorts with a laugh.

And twenty minutes later, she realizes that it was difficult.

"I give up." Denise says, leaning her back against the sofa.

"I found it!" Ron exclaims, startling Eric next to him.

"You did it?" asks Aaron. "Show us!"

Ron hands him the blue velvet box and Aaron opens it only to find a silver ring with a small light blue gem.