Carl // you make me happy

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by Muzz333

by Muzz333

Carl

Your pov:

"You're staring." Michonne stated with a grin to Carl.

"Huh?" Carl said, being pulled back into reality from her voice.

"You were staring, lover boy." she repeated as she nudged his shoulder.
Carl only chuckled, not even trying to deny that he was "Could you blame me?"

Michonne smiled in response before ruffling up his hair "Course not. How did you describe it? oh right, 'she makes me happy even if she doesn't know it'" she replied with a voice that was suppose to sound like him but was not close to it at all.

Carl rolled his eyes "I definitely didn't sound like that but yeah...its true." then he let her words echo in his mind for a second too long. "It sounds stupid when I say stuff like that, doesn't it?"

Michonne only kept her smile. "Not at all...I use to know that feeling too."
Carl looked at her with a sad smile before she patted him on the back "People like her will make you say and do crazy things." She warned him as he found himself looking back over to you.

You shined in the sun as you worked on the garden; making sure it stayed alive all while picking the vegetables that were ready to be on everybody's dinner plate. He couldn't help but notice how you had a trail of sweat on your skin, making your hair stick to the back of your neck or how your lips moved as you sung one of your favorite songs to no one in particular.All these little things couldn't help but make him smile.

"Yeah..." he muttered a response to Michonne, understanding completely what she meant. If you were to come up to him, bat your eyelashes and talk to him with that sweet voice of yours he would do whatever you ask, kill on demand, or even run away with you. He would be at your will and he's pretty sure you know it since he was never really good at hiding his emotions. Yet even though you knew that he was pudding in your hands you never made him lift a finger. Never made him say a thing or act against his morals. It just added to why he liked you all the more.

"Maybe you should go talk to her?" Michonne suggested with a grin as she noticed how quite he got from his thoughts about you. "You know, do something about those pesky feelings?"

Carl covered his face with his hands and shook his head "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Of course, she makes you happy and you want to make her happy back don't you?"

"Well...yeah..."

"How are you going to make her happy if all you do is look at her?"
"....Fine...i can see that you have a point."

Michonne smiled "Like I always do." she replied before standing up and dusty off her jeans. "Well have fun loverboy." she told him before leaving him off to his own work.

Carl didn't move right away to you however. He took a deep breath and thought threw a million times what to say to you and what you would say to him, most of the time all of it being negative. His feet seemed to move on there own though as he stammered with his words that he couldn't seem to get right for you.

"Huh? Carl what are you doing over here?" You asked him as you saw him walk up to you.

He looked at you with wide eyes, as if you were the most terrifying walker he had ever seen. His hands seemed to be continuously moving as he stammered out a response.

"Well y-you see Y/N you make me happy..." he started to say