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Grounded [Explained]

Transcript Under the Cut

Grounded Carl Grimes x fem!Reader

Part 2 - In the dark (Gn)

It was a warm summers night in Alexandria. You were sat flicking through a book your parents made you read. It was boring compared to the comics you read snuck out the walls to read with Carl. You’ve been grounded for that, your parents found out and weren’t too happy. They thought it was far too dangerous, as if you didn’t already know that.

On the outside people weren’t people anymore, they were just consumed by the need to protect and survive. In here its different, it almost feels unnatural now. Being free to roam around with Carl outside was freeing. It seemed almost like there was no danger. Perhaps that was just because you were with him. He was so self-assured, so stupidly brave and you loved him for it.

He’s so stupidly brave he’s tapping at your window right now.

Its late, he certainly shouldn’t be here and if your dad found out he’d have his head. You opened the window for him. You slept on the first floor, so its not like he had to scale any walls.

“Hey” His eyes lit up as clumsily stepped in your room, he trod on some old junk as he stumbled in.

“Hey, you shouldn’t be here. My parents will go mad if they see you.” You whisper in return; you helped him regain balance in your dimly lit bedroom by holding his arm. He chuckles and looks at you.

He chuckled as he tried to regain his balance, his head spinning a bit. “I know I shouldn’t, but I wanted to see you,” he says, standing up straight.

The curtains were open, letting the soft moonlight stream through the window. “I made sure they were asleep, their lights turned off fifteen minutes ago” He waves you off and walks over to your bedside, the lamp illuminated his features. His blue eyes scanned your room as he stood there, his signature sherifs hat was resting atop of his head. He didn’t stop you as you reached up and took his hat, your fingers delicately trailed over the brim.

He tilted his head slightly as you inspected it in your hands. He watched you carefully, noticing the way your fingers traced over it. “You like it?” his voice had a playful tone, you noted how he wore it constantly. When you first met him, you thought it may have been glued to his head.

“…I always wondered why you kept this. I couldn’t even manage to keep a hold of my favourite bracelet.” Your mouth formed a smile as you sat there reminiscing. “It was real pretty too…had these nice gemstones. Real expensive too.”

“Didn’t I tell you? This was my dad’s.” He replied. His eyes were fixed on your fingers, he tilted his head slightly. “My hat is much harder to lose then your bracelet, huh?”

He was stood in your room, usually he’s so sure of yourself but he has an air of nervousness about him. Your room was feminine, you had light coloured walls and a pale-pink rug on the floor, his cheeks were the same hue.

“What, never been in a girl’s room before?” You chuckled lightly. He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms; you were only teasing.

“No…not really. Why, do you think I go around in girls’ rooms often?” he shook his head and taps his boot on the foot of your bed as you sat upon it. He’s never been in a girl’s room but he’s trying to play it cool.

“No, it's pretty clear that's not the case. Don’t just stand there…sit down” You smiled at him, his nervousness only added to his charm.

Carl grins lightly, He moves over and takes a seat on the bed, sinking down into the sheets. “You room suits you…very girly” He looks over at the stuffed animal he got you on one of his runs on your bed. His face brightened as he saw it was there, right on your bed where you sleep.

The look on his face made your heart swell. You couldn’t put your finger on why but being around him just made everything seem so easy yet so difficult at the same time. Even when he was away.

“Will your parents really get mad if they see me?” He asks, he knows the answer.

“Obviously, you’re a bad influence Mr Grimes.” You smirked; you kept your voice quiet to avoid your parents finding out he was here. You hoped the noise he made when he stumbled in didn’t attract any attention. You paused to ponder on your thoughts.

His eyes are glued to you as wondered what was on your mind, curiosity was written all over his face. He nudged you, it was a silent que for you to say what you were thinking. You bit your lip as you thought about how to word your thoughts.

“Why are you here, Carl? You said yourself you know my parents will go mad if they find you, and your dad won’t be pleased to know you snuck out” You hummed and shifted slightly in your seat.

“I couldn’t sleep” He spoke, you knew it was more then that. If that was the case, he’d be in his room reading comics, he paused before speaking again. “I needed to see you” You saw the grin on his face as he averted your gaze to look at the floor. You couldn’t help fighting back a grin yourself.

“Yeah?” You asked him, hoping for more of an answer but that answer alone made your heart flutter.

"Don't be so surprised. I mean, why wouldn't I want to see you?" He searched for your eyes once again.

“Why would you, do you like me or something?" You asked, you were half-teasing. Part of you wanted to know, you felt like you had to.

“What if I do?” he leaned a bit closer, his voice softened as he spoke. His breaths were deep, slow. They matched your own. You didn’t know what to say, was he just teasing?

“Do you?” You asked, your eyes fixed on his.

“You want me to say it? I snuck in here tonight just to see you” He whispered softly, to him it was perfectly clear, he liked you. You knew it was true. But you just wanted to hear it from his lips. You nodded; words were stuck in your throat. It was silly really, you wanted him to say the words you were too cowardly to say, too scared.

He looked at your face for a moment, his smirk faded into a more sincere expression. "Yeah, I do," he said softly, his gaze darting between your eyes and your lips. You mirrored his actions.

Looking wasn’t enough, you had to feel his lips on yours. You pulled him closer by his shirt, your grip wasn’t tight. He was taken by surprise by your sudden movement, but he didn't hesitate to respond. He moved closer, his lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss.

As gentle as he was, you could still feel his urgency. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer towards him until your bodies were pressed together. He deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over your back, trying to get even closer. You could sense his desperation, and you were filled with need. Both of you knew your parents could find out about the two of you at any moment, and if they did, you’d be grounded for life. But it was difficult to care about that when he was consumed by the sensations and emotions of the moment, and you felt that too.

 He pulled back slightly for air, you could feel his breath fanning on your face. He looked at you with an intense gaze, his breath ragged. He opened his mouth to talk but you crashed your lips into his, you didn’t want words right now. You just wanted him. Your hands trailed over his body as he returned the favour, he understood what you wanted from him. The kiss continues, your heart was pounding in your chest. The pair of you were desperate to get closer.

Eventually you both needed to pull away for air once more. The air was thick and all you could think about was him. His scent, his breaths, the heat of his hands on your body and the longing in his eyes. He pressed his forehead against yours as he spoke.

“I’ve wanted that for so long…” He whispers as his hands trail over your neck.

“I’d have taken up on your offer if you’d have acted sooner…” You purred, your hands were tangled in his hair. You leaned up to try kiss him again.

Your bedroom door swung open. It was your dad.

PROTECTIVE FEIRCE DEITY???? Uh oh Real Plot.

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