Aaron's POV:
I was taking my usual night run around the lake as I heard something, it sounded really strange... I don't think any walkers could be here anymore but maybe one slipped into the lake?
Then I realized it wasn't a walker. "Carl- Uh, mm I'm gonna-" I heard a voice moan, and it certainly wasn't a woman's voice.
I really shouldn't be listening to this, but I just started thinking, who was that? The voice didn't sound familiar at all...
I was so in my thought that I didn't realize how I accidentally had moved back a little, making a stick crack. I had to show myself.
I carefully stepped closer to see what was going on. "What's happening? Is everyone ok?" I asked, as I saw a panicked drunk Ron laying on the sand next to a worried looking Carl.
"We- uh, we wanted to go for a swim." Carl said, his face all read. "ok, whatever you say." I nodded, backing away slowly. "You guys should get home, it's late." I said, before jogging off into the distance.
Ron and Carl huh? I would never have thought, you see now I just have to tell Eric! Another gay pair in Alexandria, he's gonna flip out!
Ron's POV:
I was just laying there, what just happened? What did we do?
"Carl I don't know what that was-" I mumbled as he rolled over to me, settling our shirtless bodies on top of each other. "Ron, I know this is weird but I really didn't think you-" He started but I cut him off. "I'm not a f*g." I said, eyeing his blue eye, it was so goddamn beautiful.
Suddenly his eye filled itself with worry, and sadness.. Was that wrong? Am I gay? My dad would kill me.. He's dead though, and my mom would be ok with it.
"Carl." I mumbled, as he got up to put on his clothes. "Ron, just forget it, I am sorry! Ok, this never happened." He mumbled, putting on his shirt before grabbing the sheriffs hat from the sand and putting it on his sandy head.
"Carl it's fine, we can do it again." I mumbled, getting up and he let out a laugh. "No? Dude you're not a f*g." He said, right before leaving.
I screwed it up.
JUST IN CASE ANYONE IS CONFUSED; no this is not the end yet, I'll keep updating when I can :D
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I'm Sorry || rarl
Romance! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE WALKING DEAD CHARACTERS ! Ron hates Carl's guts, he stole Enid from him.. Or, maybe Enid stole Carl from Ron? Ron doesn't get what he feels for the long haired brunette, and keeps denying the fact that he likes him, even i...
