your brothers friend , carl, hates to be touched, he never lets anyone lay a single hand on him. he currently staying over and your sick. when you wake up, you feel arms around you, they pick u up in bridal style and you open your eyes. its carl.

"shh its okay, go back to sleep." carl coaxes.

"but i thought-"

he shakes his head as he carries you upstairs

"the rules dont apply to you." carl mumbles as he lays you in bed, giving his signature cocky smirk.