She thinks that if they were ever married, they’d have a throwing pots and pans, waking up the neighbors kind of life. Then a wave of guilt pulls her under. She expunges the word ‘married’ from her mental vocabulary.
Source: Angle of Descent – Chapter 1, by daphnaea – Battlestar Galactica (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
This fic traces an entirely believable progression of their relationship – one that’s none-too-smooth but kind of inevitable.