Carl Grimes Imagines ➹ Smut&Fluff

Texts With Chandler (Regarding Break Up)

Chandler👫😊: Hey

You: Hey Chan. Everything alright?

Chandler👫😊: Not really. Can we meet up? I need to talk to you, you're the only one right now.

You: Of course! Where at?

Chandler👫😊: Just head over to my house. Let's just chill and play some video games like before?

You: Sure Chan, I'll be over soon. I'll bring the pudding 😏🍫

Chandler👫😊: Dear God please no 😖

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About twenty minutes later you knock on Chandler's front door. He opens it and you run up to his room, stopping to say hello to his mother. You make your way up the stairs, with a pack of pudding tucked under your arm.

You slouch down on his bed and he lays next to you, "So what's up, Channy Choo?"

He glances at you with droopy eyes, "Well, Hana and I..."

He drifts off and shifts his eyes to your hands.

"Oh my god, Chandler come here," you reach for Chandler's shoulder and your arms wrap around shoulders. His arms wrap around your waist, and he squeezes tightly.

You stay in an embrace for a minute or so, then you grab the pudding. He rolls his eyes and smirks. You rip off the lid and pressit on to his nose. He retaliates by smearing it off and rubbing it on your forehead. Not caring, you both get up and grab a controller and play video games together. Chandler kicks your ass at the game, but he makes up for it by not acting like an ass.

A half hour and a whole pack of pudding later, Chandler relaxes peacefully on his bed. You cradle his head in your lap while flipping through a comic book that was left near his bed. You scoff at the content and drop it on Chandler's face. He picks it up by a page and tosses it at the foot of the bed.

"You don't like it?" he stares.

You shrug, "Just another comic aimed for the male teen audience."

He shrugs back and twirls a strand of your hair, "So, you want to stay over?"

You hesitate to answer, but nod, "Sure."

He smiles and studies your face. You feel your cheeks start heating.

"(Y/N), thanks for being here. It means a lot."

You nod and smile, "Of course Chan, you're literally the only person I could never not be there for. You're my best friend."

He smiles back and kisses your cheek.

So much smiling.

Chandler gets up and plops on the couch next to his bed.

"Goodnight, wake me up in the morning so we can make some breakfast, like old times."

You smile and nod, even though he can't see you, "Sure Chan."

You close your eyes.

"Oh (Y/N). You still have pudding on your forehead."