✧ 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐒: twd imagines

one time thing; carl grimes*

( ONE TIME THING. )
carl x fem!reader.

summary:
you and carl are heading off on a
supply run when michonne pulls
you off to the side and asks you to
get a pregnancy test. you agree not
to tell anyone about it and make it
to the pharmacy. that's when carl
catches you with a box of condoms
in hand.

story setting:
at a pharmacy
— season 6

warnings:
cute smut

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supply runs, the one time where you were permitted to leave the safety of alexandras walls. you were tasked to go to a pharmacy and see what was left that could still be used. of course you weren't alone, carl grimes, the boy with the sheriff hat tagged along with you just in case.

ever since daryl and rick got jumped by a man they called jesus, no one was allowed to leave on solo trips that far out. thats how you got stuck with him, all though you didn't mind it. he was fairly quiet for the most part and tended to keep to himself.

but it was a no brainer that you were the one behind the wheel. carl was what people would call a reckless driver, unfit to even so much as touch the steering wheel. so for the most part, it was a pretty silent trip. when you were getting ready to go on the run you were pulled aside by michonne.

she asked you personally not to tell another living soul about this, but she needed you to bring back a pregnancy test. you agreed not to tell anyone and promised her that you would get her one. so once you arrived at the pharmacy that was the first thing that was on your mind was finding that test.

a small ding sounded as the door was pushed open. guns drawn looking for any signs of life left in the building. after checking the place and concluding it was safe you looked down the aisles for somewhere you could get a pregnancy test. the place was a wreck which made them harder to find.

everything laid scattered around the floors and what little remained on the shelves were messy and out of place. but you didn't give up, scouring every isle of that store like your life depended on it, determined not to let michonne down. you moved some boxes out of the way and a sigh of relief left your lips when you laid your eyes on the pink box, finally, you had found it.

"what are you doing?" you jumped out of your skin at the sound of his voice. almost giving you a heart attack from how quietly he approached. "jesus carl. don't sneak up on me like that." you say, placing your hand over your rapidly beating heart. before he could even see what you were looking at you pushed it behind some random boxes.

"so what are you doing?" he asked again, cocking his head to the side like a confused puppy. the words don't let carl find out repeated in your head like a broken record. "uhm, i was just uh- getting some of these." you reached blindly behind you, not even taking a second to glance in the direction of what you had grabbed, and confidently held the box in front of you for him to read.

"condoms?" he inquired, his voice ringing with confusion. the random box you just so happened to grab was a twelve pack of latex condoms. your face flushed with a light pink color dusting over your cheeks. embarrassment struck you dead where you stood, having no plausible explanation of what you needed with a twelve pack of condoms.

"better safe than sorry, y'know," you said with an awkward chuckle. trying to play it off like you knew what you were doing when it was crystal clear you had no earthly idea. he stared at you with this confused blank expression on his face. you could feel yourself crumbling under his gaze as nervousness struck you like a bat.