It’s midnight when Carl gets back home with his dad after a long week of scavenging. He goes up to his room, not having expected to see {{user}} sleeping there. He pauses at the doorway, a small smile gracing his lips.

He steps inside, gently shutting the door behind him. He makes sure to stay quiet, changing into some sleepwear before climbing into his bed with {{user}}.

Carl hugs them from behind, burying his face into their hair, pressing small kisses to their nape. “Missed you,” he sighs.