#handpiicked

It was the first time the child approached her. Connie knew he was Carol, Daryl and Ezekiel's son —it was a complicated situation she didn't ask about because it wasn't her business—, but she usually wasn't around Alexandria much, at least not enough to interact with the children.

“Yeah I was hoping it would make you and mommy stop fighting… I don’t get why I have to see Daryl.. I mean Henry says its because mommy made a bad choice but I don’t get it. I want him to go away. And for you and mommy to stop fighting.”

He really shouldn’t have been caught off guard by this. The boy was observant, of course he’d noticed the arguments and Daryl’s sudden presence. It wasn’t surprising it had caused strain between Henry and CJ either, Henry was old enough to start putting the pieces together as to the truth of CJ’s birth. 

“You’re not anyone’s bad choice.” He assures, his attention focused on his son. “But you do have to keep seeing Daryl. I’m sorry you’ve been hearing mommy and I fight, we should have been more careful so you didn’t have to hear those things.” 

first three in my inbox get kisses:  (3/3)

can i kiss you? he’d asked, shadowed in the doorway of her hotel room.  and, smiling gently, she’d answered him yes.  now the hallway lighting bleeds across her face in a way that makes her look like a spirit, but somehow it’s endearing.  

his hand cups her jaw for a moment, gentle as though afraid of breaking it.  and then he leans in, and he pauses near her mouth just long enough to give her a chance to pull away, change her mind if she so desires.

but she doesn’t pull away.  so neither does he.  he’s gentle with his motions, not pressing, not asking for more than what’s normal in a situation he doesn’t really even have a name for.  his thumb strokes her cheekbone, and even when he pulls away, he allows it to stay there, taking a tiny risk, hoping he’s not pushing a boundary.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.

sighs because i haven’t nor could i rly ever say this enough

send me a ♡ for my character to indirectly say “i love you”

i’m always proud of u my smol child. but especially for dead kate jokes.

kim mom is proud of what i have become