Carl Grimes Imagines ➹ Smut&Fluff

Tangled Sheets, Pretty Smiles (Fluff)

"Damn it Carl! That tickles!" you say, wrapped in a heavy blue sheet. He dances his fingers across your stomach causing you to laugh the kind of laugh that makes your sides ache. You erupt in loud uncontrollable laughter while he smirks and continues to straddle you and torture you playfully. "You'll never get away!" he says grabbing your ankle. You giggle and lift your head up to see him struggling with your leg in his grip. He grabs the blanket and pulls it over his head, covering you with him. All you hear is Carl laughing to himself, and you can't help but laugh too.

You catch snippets of his face in the sheets. All movement stops, and you slowly move your hand across the bed, feeling around for Carl's body. Your hand softly touches his chest, and you snicker. "Found you," you whisper. He jumps up and scoops up your body within a second. He giggles along with you and falls on the floor with you on top of him. You both clutch your stomachs and laugh until tears form at the creases of your eyes. You attempt to push the sheets off, but it's a tangled mess. Carl remains quiet, trying to find his way through the sheet. "How are we stuck in a sheet?" he asks himself quietly. "Just find me," you tell him. You put your hands out and lean forward, colliding into Carl's face. "Oww.." he winces. You gasp and grab his hand. "Oh no, I'm sorry," you tell him. He snickers and wipes his face, "It's fine."

Carl and you stare at each other under the sheet that feels like a layer of rock. "You look pretty. The way the color is reflecting off your cheeks," he compliments you, poking your cheeks. You cover your face with your hand as it reddens. He smiles at your reaction to his words and moves your hand. "God, you're gorgeous," he whispers, breath-taken. You nuzzle your head in the crook of his neck, "Stop that!" you blush again. He laughs and runs his fingers through your hair. Carl pulls the sheet down a little, exposing your eyes to the sun coming through the open window. You cover your face from the blinding rays by hiding under Carl's arm. He squeezes you gently, some sort of one-armed hug. You smile and squeeze him back.

Carl glances at your forehead and gently kisses it. You feel his soft lips and look up to him. His eyes closed, you kiss him on his perfect pale lips. He smiles as you pull away, and cuddles you closer to him, wishing he could cuddle you closer than the closest he possibly can. All that mattered, was your perfect smile after he kissed you, your sleepy eyes after the playful madness, and most importantly, your endless love for him after everything. That's what keeps him going...
You.