When you are Carl were younger and at Hershel’s farm you two were glued to each others hips, Rick and Daryl had to practically drag you two away from each other.

As a Dixon you were taught to be strong and always be aware of everything going on around you.

So when you were both 12 years old you and Carl were sitting in his tent just goofing around and decided to kiss as a joke.

When you guys kissed you both gagged and laughed but deep down something inside of you and Carl fluttered.

Now in Alexandria you and Carl were the same way, glued to each other.

You guys were on his bed laughing and joking around when he brought up your guys’ first kiss.

“We should do it again.” You joked out making carls cheeks blush a red color and he nodded on with the joke.

You both leaned in and kissed, it was slow yet passionate, the same fluttery feeling returning that you both felt all those years ago.

your lips, my lips, apocalypse