What Does Self Control Even Mean?
I knocked softly on Carl's bedroom door, my fingers twisting together with nerves. The door handle twisted and there was a gentle creak as it opened, two blue eyes peering around it. Carl's shoulders dropped from their tense position and he sat back on his bed, allowing me to shut the door behind me. He picked up on the worry creasing my features and didn't even need to ask why.
"They're gonna be back. This is Glenn and Daryl, right?" I sat next to him and hugged my knees. I felt his arm go around me and I fell into his hold, feeling calmer already.
"I know. Sooner or later, it's gonna be safer out there than it is in here, anyway. I just wanna see them again." I sighed.
"We're gonna be okay, too. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." He whispered, and I gave him a weak smile. I brought my lips up to his gently and shut my eyes, feeling an eager warmth spread from lips all the way down to my toes. I couldn't help the slight smirk as he kissed me back, almost desperately. But he stopped himself before he got carried away, hesitating as his nose skimmed mine, his gaze deep in my eyes. I could see the question, the consideration of what could happen in the front of his mind. It would be different now, I knew that. I loved the gleam in his bright blue eyes, the slope of his nose and the small freckles on the tip. I loved everything about him.
I nodded my head so subtly I thought he wouldn't see it, but he clearly did as he wasted no time in pressed his lips to mine in a fervent, intense kiss.
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