Struggles In The Dark (A Carl Grimes Fanfiction)

Uncovered And Revealed

Luke's P.O.V
Once again I wake up to the sun shinning down into my eyes. Carl's still some what laying on top of me. His head is slightly below mine, laying on my chest. I can feel his warm breath against my neck as he slowly exhales. I wish we could find a place to live, just the two of us. It'd be nice to wake up like this every morning.

"Hey, Carl?" I say softly.

No answer. He continues to sleep. Breathing in and out. I can feel his chest push against mine as he inhales. I'd kill to be able to wake up like this every morning. To wake up to him every morning. It would be amazing.

"Carl, wake up," I say louder putting my arms around him.

"Please, just let me continue laying on you. I'm not ready to travel just yet. Besides, you make for a great pillow."

"You have no idea how much I wish we could just lay here."

He takes a deep breath; causing his slim, but toned chest to press into mine, and slowly let's it out. We get up and gather our things - which isn't much - as we talk.

"Carl, your bandages are starting to unravel. We need to try to find more."

"What if I left it uncovered? I've been debating on that."

"Do it, there's nothing to be ashamed of. If you want to leave it uncovered, then you should."

"But look at me. I look like a monster. We'd never be accepted into a group. People will think I'm dangerous."

"No they won't. Everyone has battle wounds nowadays, you shouldn't be ashamed of yours. It shows what you've over came. You don't look like a monster."

"What are yours? I mean, your battle wounds."

His questions catches me off guard, I don't know how to respond. He sees this and leaves it alone, moving on to the next question.

"Do you still think of me the same?"

"How could I think of you any differently? You're still the same guy who walked me home. You're still the same guy that wanted me to hang out at his house so he'd finally have someone to talk to. You wanted a friend. Carl, you're normal. You aren't any different now than you were then, you're still you."

"Luke, do you still like me the way you did when we first met? When we were sitting on my bed; how we both very vaguely and innocently hinted that we felt something for each other."

Carl and I are facing each other now. We've both stopped to look at each other. I walk closer to him. Now, our faces are about a foot apart. I slowly unravel the gauze. I see his body tense, as if he were about to stop me from taking it off. He doesn't. I finish taking off the gauze and let it fall to the ground. I take a moment take study his face. He does the same.

"I've never felt feelings this strong before; this is new to me. The way I feel about you is insane. Carl, I have never liked you more than I do right now, in this moment."

I look at him for a couple more seconds, letting every thing sink in. What I do next surprises me, as well as him. I lean in and kiss him, pressing my lips hard against his. I hear his breath catch in his throat. His lips are soft and welcoming. After a couple of seconds I feel him kiss me back. The kiss is long and passionate. It wasn't some kind of in-the-moment kiss. It meant something. It was real. We pull apart and his eyes find mine, then he speaks.

"Luke, I'm new at this too."

He sounds nervous.

I smile at him.

"That's okay, we'll figure this out together."