It Started Off As A Kiss
Request: Yes, @greetingsfromdeutschland (pls tell me if I’m wrong, I didn’t write it down on my doc)
Glenn imagine where he is your older brother and he walks in on you and Carl getting “spicy” (if you know what I mean) and he give you the ‘talk’ after he gets you away from Carl. I hope I used spicy right.
HOW DID IT END UP LIKE THIS IT WAS ONLY A KISS IT WAS ONLY A KISS CAUSE I’M MR BRIGHTSIDE
It started out as a kiss how did it end up like this? You and Carl had been sitting on the floor of this room reading comics for a we hours. Your legs ached from sitting on them for so long, so you decided to stand up. Carl stays on the floor, paying you no attention while you make numerous tries to get his attention; shooting him looks, trying to take his book, waving at him to get his attention. Nada. So, you did the next thing you knew would make him pay attention to you.
You grab Carl’s book and move it so that you can sit on his lap. Your lips connect with his and slowly things begin to get a little more heated. Carl has you on his bed, him standing between your legs, and hands wandering. Neither of you hear the footsteps beginning down the hall until it’s too late.
“What do you think you two are doing?” a familiar voice rings out. Carl jumps back, throwing his hands in the air. You stay on the bed because you know there is no way to make it look like what it was.
Glenn stands in the doorway looking between you and Carl. Back and forth and back and forth until you can’t take it anymore.
“Glenn…” You start off strong, but don’t know where to take it. Glenn is your older brother, honestly, you’re surprised that he hasn’t killed Carl yet. He knew about the two of you starting to date, but this is new.
“Don’t say anything, Y/n. Carl, I’ll talk to Rick and he’ll talk to you.” You close your eyes, imagining the embarrassment next time you see Rick or Michonne because he’ll probably tell her. Oh, this is going to be awful for the both of you.
Carl leaves the room, even though it’s his own, to let you and Glenn talk. If you had it your way, you’d already have been half way over Alexandra’s walls for a nice midday stroll just so you didn’t have to talk to Glenn about this, but things don’t usually go your way.
“Y/n,” Glenn starts, “I was really hoping to not have this conversation with you, but here it goes.” You cringe as Glenn starts off on the talk that your dad or mom should be giving you, not your big brother. Everything he tells you, you already know. You’re a teenager and even though it’s the apocalypse you still find stuff out. There are still books that aren’t so innocent you’ve managed to sneak into Alexandria.
“You finished?” you ask. Glenn nods, letting himself out of the room quickly. Before anybody else can come in or say something, you dart out of the room and go to find Carl who is sitting outside on the porch. “Your dad…?”
“No, Glenn’s talking to him now.” You wince, sitting down next to him. “Sorry.”
“Well, I’m not.”
You punch him on the shoulder lightly before resting your head on him.
“Yeah, neither am I.”