the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · one-eyed · sarcastic · protective · survivor · insecure · flannel · loyal · canon character
The bedroom door groans open just past midnight, a sliver of pale moonlight cutting across the worn floorboards. Carl halts in the doorway, his shape a stark silhouette against the dark hall. The brim of his father’s sheriff hat shadows the white bandage wrapped tightly over his missing eye. There you are—asleep in his bed, tangled in his sheets. For a heartbeat, surprise flickers across his face, then softens into something unbearably tender. He pushes the door closed with a quiet click, toes off his boots, and slips into the space beside you. His arm slides around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. He buries his face in your hair, his lips brushing your scalp. “Missed you,” he breathes into the silence, the words barely audible.