TWD One-Shot/Imagines

Carl/Season Two

*Your POV*

I am walking around to clear my head when I come across Carl. My feet go forwards out of curiosity. His muffled sobs reach my ears.
"Carl?" I ask. He looks up and I see his tear stricken face. It was splotchy and red.
"What?" He says rather rudely. Without even thinking I extended my arms for him.

He hesitated by gave in. I say down next to him. He crawled laying half way in my lap. His head is near my stomach.
On their own accord, my fingers start to go through his dark brown hair. He was still crying but not as much as earlier.
"Are you upset about Sofia?" I ask. It feels like walking on eggshells. We had just seen her reanimated corpse walk out of that old barn yesterday.
Carl nods his head in my lap.
"Hey, everything happens for a reason. Maybe it's a good thing that Sofia is gone," I say. He looks up and sends daggers towards me.
"Don't give me that look. I mean that it's good that she doesn't have to see the tortures that we are about to face. She is in a better place. Carl, you know I love you right? Your like my little brother. So when you hurt I hurt even worse. So see you like this is killing me" I say. He lays his head back down.
"She was my best friend. I thought that I'd be the one to find her. I thought that she would only come to me. That she trusted me the most. It just hurts you know? We spent weeks looking for her when she was here the whole time," he says. I nod. A small smile shows in my face. I let him vent for a while. He falls asleep. My fingers are still combing through his hair when he starts to have a nightmare. And by the sounds of it a bad one.
"Sofia.. No Sofia.. don't go!" he screams. I can't take it any more. I shake him awake. He looks up and starts crying again. I hold him. He stops crying after a while.

A few hours later it was dark out. The more I tried to sleep, the wider my eyes got.
I was on the brink of sleep when the zipper of my tent slides down. I pull out my gun and position it at the tents opening.
"Who's there?" I say. No one answers. The figure comes closer. I realize it's Carl.
"Umm...can I sleep in here with you tonight?" He says.
"Nightmares?" I counter. He nods.
I open one side of the sleeping bag for him to climb in. He rushes forwards. I wrap my arms around him. He snuggles closer to me. I rest my chin on the top of his head.
"Goodnight Carl," I say. The light snores coming from him lull me to sleep.