Fuck You Mr. Hero

Chapter 8

Carl woke up to the sound of yelling from outside the shed. He shot up quickly and looked behind him. M/N wasn't there.

"You know the fucking deal" Carl heard two men arguing on the other side of the door. Most of it was mumbling.

"Of course I know the fucking deal... I just need some more time" Without a doubt it was M/N, Carl could remember it from anywhere. The hours he spent listening to that voice talk about everything.

He squinted his eyes leaning his ear closer to the wall. "Two Days. That's it. The boss isn't happy your playing house with the pirate boy... Your getting distracted maybe I should deal with it so you stay on task." Carls heart strained in his chest. He held his breath, the air so silent he was positive his heart thumping was the only sound for a mile.

"Leave. Now or you'll be leaving in a bag." M/N's voice sounded rough. 10 octaves deeper than usual. It sent a shiver down Carls spine making the hairs on his skin stick straight up.

Faint footsteps left the shed. The door creaked open gently. M/N took a step inside catching Carls eyes.

He stood there clenching his hands together nervous. M/N's breathing hardened, "What was that about" Carl asked sheepishly.

"Nothing... Cmon we should get you to your group" He sent a warm smile. Carl let out a breath revealing a similar smile.

In the back of his mind Carl knows something big is happening with M/N and he might need help but, looking at his boyfriends gentle smile made him feel secure like he could close his eyes and feel the wind glancing over his face. He trust him.

They spent a few minutes scrambling around the crowded shed going through bags and drawers of there clothing. M/N grabbed whatever clothes were easiest to grab as Carl picked out a simple grey long sleeved shirt with his basic jeans.

They changed exchanging a few giggles in between changing. As Carl finished putting on his shirt M/N smirked standing in front of him. Carl adjusted the hem of his top glancing up at his boyfriend.

M/N plopped his sheriff hat on his head covering his eyes. Before Carl could fix it M/N shuffled out of the shed and towards the Manor.

Carl went after him with a bright smile. A few yards in front of him he saw M/N running behind a few of the trailers, before he could run after him he ran into his dad.

Rick looked over him. "We have a meeting with Gregory today. We have to talk about possibly starting a trade." Carl nodded only partially listening to his father, his eyed wandered to find where M/N went.

Rick shifted his hips and chuckled at his son with a knowing smirk. "Yeah okay I'll be there later..." Carl said right before he caught a glimpse of M/N.

He ran off nit giving Rick another word. He smiled watching his son have fun and connecting to people. Rick stood and watched as M/N and Carl ran around doing whatever they pleased.

He saw the way they smiled at each other, the glances Carl gave M/N when he thought no one would notice, the small touches M/N gives turning Carls face red. It reminded Rick of himself and Lori. 

At least how they were before. Before the fights and the apocalypse. Highschool sweethearts. "Rick?" He snapped his head towards them. He hadn't even noticed Daryl trying to talk to him.

"Yeah?"

"Maggie said it's time" Rick nodded eyes still fixated on Carl. Daryl looked where Rick was and saw the two boys sitting on a bench laughing and smiling at each other.

"He'll be okay, he can stay with M/N as we go in" Daryl stated putting his hand on Ricks shoulder briefly before heading towards the Manor.

Soon enough Rick went after him leaving Carl outside.

"Looks like your dads leaving. Shouldn't you go with?" M/N asked staring at Ricks back as he walked inside.

"I told him I would go with to this meeting" Carl smiled laying his back onto the bench table setting his head in M/N's lap. "Then you should go. I have a few things I have to do anyways" M/N smiled down at him playing with his hair. 

Reluctantly Carl and M/N went there own ways for the day. Carl went into the meeting as M/N sneaked out of town.

With M/N:

He walked up the grassy hill towards the abandoned farm house. It was small but its a secret hiding spot its not supposed to be flashy.

Once he got to the front porch he sighed staring at the door. He gave a signaled knock and waited a few seconds.

It swung open to reveal an older man his clothes were filled with dirt and smears of blood covered it almost completely.

"Is it done?" He asked scratching his head. M/N walked past him and headed straight for the upper floor. "Is he here" he asked annoyed ignoring the dirty man.

"Not at the moment, he has important things to attend" M/N scoffed finding a nice seat in the dinning room instead.

"Well when do you expect him to come back?" The man laughed at M/N. "Oh when you deal with someone like him daily you learn never to expect anything"

"Fine. Ill be back later" M/N was about to walk away when the man grabbed his arm. "Your the one with the pirate boy? Is that correct?" M/N felt all his muscles tense. "How... How do you know that?"

The man laughed out loud with a crazy look in his eye. "We are always watching." The moment the words left his mouth it sent pain down M/N's body.

He stood up and headed towards the door making it to the frame. Before he could leave the place the man called after him.

"Tomorrow. That's when it all comes together." M/N felt like he got punched in the gut. "I suggest you get what you love out of Hilltop. And never return."

Without anything else M/N sprinted towards the Manor. Maybe Gregory will listen.

Once he saw the walls that protected Hilltop he bolted full sprint towards the gate door.

He never realized how late it was getting. Almost the whole day has gone by already. His lungs felt like they would explode if he attempted to run much longer. He took a deep breath and caught eyes with one of the people standing guard on top of the wall.

He waved his hands signaling for them to let him in. With a roll if there eyes they did opening the gate before slamming it shut behind him.

He gave them a sarcastic smirk before walking back to the place he calls home. When he got there he saw Carl looking worried and sad slumped on his bedside.

The sound of his feet alerted Carl causing his head to shoot up. His whole expression changed, he gave a smile, getting up and wrapping his arms around M/N's waist.

"Hey! You were gone all day I was worried you okay?" M/N gave his best fake smile. He leaned his head down resting it on his shoulder hiding his face in the crook of Carls neck.

"How was the meeting?" He changed the subject. He held tightly onto Carl ad he explained everything that happened during the meeting. He only listened to brief moments of it, his head was clouded.

Carl squinted noticing his despair. "Do you wanna talk about what's going on with you?" Carl asked trying to examine his boyfriends facial features. It was obvious something happened.

"Just tired. Can we lay down please?" M/N pleaded. Part of Carl wanted to know what was bothering him but the other half trusted him. Carl nodded grabbing his hand and dragging him over to the bed.

With a quick change of there clothing they laid down. Carl set his head on
M/N's chest one arm around M/N's waist. M/N wrapped his right arm over Carl pulling him closer as he gently put his other arm over Carls.

While Carl drifted off to sleep M/N stayed awake staring at the ceiling. Mind racing with thoughts, plans, and possibilities.