Carl Grimes X FTM! Reader
Summary: Carl assists you with your monthly testosterone shot
Warning: needles, dysphoria, injections
Pronouns: he/him/they/them
When the apocalypse broke out, the first thing you did was rummage through the closest pharmacy for testosterone. Eager for release and freedom to be you…and to not pay for it.
The best form of testosterone to decrease your dysphoria and instant results in over a month. But, shots and needles were the devil for you. You didn’t mind when a doctor would do it if you looked away from the liquid injected into you, but you now have to take these shots yourself.
You got scared and decided to wait to take these shots for a later time when you were ready.
Years pass, and you find yourself in Alexandria. Even better, you had a boyfriend who loved you for who you were, Carl Grimes.
He didn’t care if you were trans or not. He fell for you, and that’s all that mattered to him as he himself didn’t label his sexuality.
You guys were happy, and he would ensure you didn’t overbind while out on runs, scavenging, and just sitting at home doing nothing. He cared about your health and overall you. As you grew to love and trust Carl every day that passed, you decided it was time.
“Hey, Carl?” You knocked on the door to his room, which was already open. He was on his bed reading comic books with his hat on the bedside table. “Hey! You okay? You know you don’t gotta knock on my door, Y/N. You’re always invited.” He winked, which always made you laugh as he only had one eye, but you could tell he was by the little smirk and head tilt he did.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just…I need a favor.” You put your hands in your jeans pockets, looking anywhere but at Carl. He could sense your anxious body language. He got up from his bed, walked towards you, took your hands out of your pocket, and held them. “Anything, Y/N. I’m always here.” He kissed your hand and smiled, making your anxiety decrease. God, that smile always did the trick.
“So, years ago, I found some testosterone injections, but I never got to it because I wasn’t quite ready, and I also…don’t know how to do it.” You bite your inner cheek as you look at him, but his demeanor doesn’t change. Still the same smile.
“So, you need my help with the shots?” He replied. You look at him and nod. “Yeah, if that’s okay-“
He cuts you off “It’s more than okay! I’d love to. Luckily, Denise taught me to take injections when my shot eye pain was too much. I got this, Y/N” He smiled warmly as he pecked your cheek. “C,mon, let’s go to the bathroom and get you prepped.”
Carl took your hand and walked you to the bathroom in his home. He patted the countertop near the sink. “Hop on!” You chuckled and rolled your eyes as you sat on the counter, and your feet dangled. You watched as he took the needed medication out of your backpack, taking the petite vile and putting the syringe in it. Your body shakes as you see the liquid get sucked into the syringe. You were excited but also nervous.
“Hey, don’t worry. I got this, and I’ll be here every step of the way, okay? Every voice crack, hair you grow, and even the random aggression of a 12-year-old boy.” Carl chuckles, which makes you laugh along with him. “Even the acne?”
Carl laughs and nods. “Especially the acne. You ready?” He says he has the syringe ready and taps to avoid air bubbles. He held your thigh as he cleaned it with rubbing alcohol. You nodded and took a deep breath. “Ready.”
With that, Carl took a good pinch of your thigh and slowly put the needle into your thigh, making you wince a bit, but the pain quickly subsided. He slowly injected the medication at a slow pace. “You’re doing great, hun. Almost done..” he praised as he continued.
“And…done!” A few seconds later, he slowly pulled the needle out. You took a breath out as you looked down where he injected it. I smiled as I painted out in relief.
“You’re officially one day on testosterone. I’m so proud of you, Y/N!” Carl smiled, which made you smile. Carl hugged you tightly as you hugged him back, still sitting on the counter. “Thanks, Carl! I really appreciated that. Who knew you’d be the best person to give shots?”
Carl chuckled as he pulled back from the hug and held your face. “Then I guess that’ll make me your monthly testosterone boyfriend?” You chuckle, blushing. “You don’t gotta-“
“Oh, but I want to! As I said, I wanna be there for my boyfriend as he faces these changes. Also, I understand the changes of boy puberty. So, I gotcha.” He kisses you gently as you kiss back.
You break the kiss to look at him, and then Carl pulls you closer. “Nuh-uh, I’m not done,” he starts to pepper kiss your face from your forehead to your cheek to your jaw. Your laughter fills the bathroom as you enjoy Carls's small but beautiful affection.
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