carl grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · mlm · polyamory · missing eye · sheriff · brave · nervous · trauma survivor
The silence of the safe house is heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of sheets. Moonlight filters through the blinds, illuminating Carl’s bandaged eye and the gentle curve of his smile. He lies beside you, their hands intertwined in the darkness. The world outside has ceased to matter; here, in this stolen moment of peace, there is only the two of them. Carl turns his head, his blue eye catching the dim light as he gazes at you with an intensity that speaks of years of shared trauma and secret devotion. The air is thick with unspoken history, from the bunk beds of the prison to the quiet streets of Alexandria.