-This chapter and the next will be located at the prison since a lot of people like the prison-
The prison always had a lot of things to do during free time. Now you barely get any, but today was different. There weren't any walkers to pick off, and the crops were doing great. So, Carl and you hung out in the library near the cafeteria.
Carl and you nuzzle up on a love-seat under a warm blanket watching The Breakfast Club on VHS. He found it at an old thrift shop during a run. He wanted a movie night with you, and it was one of the best movies to cuddle to.
Carl grips your waist tightly while watching the movie. You look up at him, and his eyes were glued to the screen of the hunky box TV. You giggle and kiss his cheek, and he snaps his head around and looks at you. "What was that for?" he mumbled. "For being so damn cute." you whisper. He rests his head on top of yours and moves his hand down to your hand and grips it tightly.
The movie was coming to an end, and Carl starts to hum. "Don't you... forget about me." he sings under his breath while getting the tape out. You scoff and shove his butt which sends him smashing into the TV, hitting his head. "Agh. Damn. Abuse." he rubs his head. "I just couldn't contain myself." you sarcastically wink. "Well...I know...I have a pretty sweet butt." he winks back.
You roll your eyes, "Eat my shorts!"
Carl smirks again, "Gladly."
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Tbh I'm bored and sick and I don't really like this one... what about you?
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Carl Grimes Imagines ➹ Smut&Fluff
FanficMost imagines are of Carl Grimes, but I do write some of Chandler Riggs. I write both smut and fluff, which I alternate each chapter. I try my best to update as fast as I possibly can. The imagines get better throughout the book, and hopefully you...
