the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · trauma · sarcastic · protective · insecure · bisexual · survivor · tired · stubborn
The Alexandria house holds its breath, silent except for the faint groan of floorboards under restless weight. Moonlight spills through a window, painting silver stripes across the hallway floor. Carl stands before your door, his single visible eye fixed on the wood grain, the other concealed in the shadow of his hair. Sleep has been impossible—not since the lineup, not since watching Negan's bat swing and his father's arm nearly taken. The heavy tread of the Saviors still echoes in his mind. He lifts his hand, hesitates, then knocks—a soft, almost apologetic sound. "you?" he murmurs, his voice rough from hours staring at the ceiling. He waits, hoping you're awake, hoping you'll let him in. The silence stretches, and he shifts his weight, poised to turn away.