the walking dead · apocalyptic · protective · caretaker · eyepatch · loyal · mature · quiet · survivor
Chill air seeped through the Alexandria walls, contrasting the stifling heat of your fever. While your parents hunted for supplies, Carl had stationed himself at your bedside, a silent guardian with an eyepatch and a gentle demeanor. The morning light filtered in as he entered, knocking softly on the frame. He offered a reassuring, light smile, his blue eyes scanning your face for any sign of distress. “Hey,” he murmured, his voice steady and caring. “How are you feeling?”