#hello?!!!

prob not. reader can get a ring if they want (he's dropping that shit on the counter while they're elbow-deep in biscuit dough) but the government has no business in his house. he don't need no clerk to validate what he already lives. that paper's bout as good as him carving y'all's initials into the bark of a pecan tree.

wait that's the marriage.

and the knife he uses isn't just any knife. it's the only keepsake he ever allowed himself to hold onto from before. it's a symbol of everything Simon's carried, everything he's endured.