Crystal clear || daisy johnson wlw

I stood nervously next to mack and jemma waiting for her soon to be wife to finally walk through those doors . mack noticed my obvious discomfort
"don't worry harry your going to be great." he said offering a reassuring smile
"yes Daisy loves you, your gonna be an amazing wife." Jemma said chipping in.

I couldn't help but feel nervous. I was getting married. I'm finally marrying the love of my life. she remembers how nervous she was the day she proposed. she was so frightened that Daisy would say no, but the glow on her girlfriends face when she got down on one knee will stay with her forever.

Time they talked about who's last name they'll be taking when the day finally arrives.
"well it's either daisy Fitz or Harry Johnson and it obviously has to be daisy Fitz" I joked as we sat in bed together
"Obviously it's the only option the whole team needs the same last name." daisy laughed running her fingers through her fiancé's hair.
"all jokes aside i do want your last name, mob amour ." I looked up at daisy who had a confused smile on her face.
"it's french." I smiled " it's a pretty language."

"well my dear Harry Johnson, there's no way that any language can be as pretty you are." daisy was so madly in love.
"well that's for sure." We loved each other. that's the only thing that was crystal clear in the mad world we lived in