Carl x Chubby!Reader .:. You Found Me

.:.Carl POV.:.

(Name) was still shivering in my arms as I led her towards the back where the showers were at. 

I tightened my grip on her and muttered, "It'll be alright. Uh I-I'll get you all cleaned up okay?" 

Her bright (color) eyes glanced up at me sharply, her lips pulled into a frown. "Yeah...but Carl. Put me down...I-I'm probably too heavy for you." 

I blinked. Here I thought she was traumatized but she's actually worrying about her being too heavy? Sometimes girls are too weird. 

Either way, I still gave her a smile. "You're not heavy (Name). Actually, you're pretty light." I commented, setting her down nonetheless once we arrived at the showers. 

She stared at me for a bit before sighing, her hands already tugging off her jean jacket, revealing her dirty, torn tank top. 

I blushed, staring as she undressed herself until she was only on her underwear. She had on a (your favorite color) strapless bra and (your second favorite color) boy shorts. I gulped hard, my eyes roaming her half naked form. 

Her skin was flawless underneath her clothing. Sure she had a slight muffin top but it just added to her adorableness. 

Sharp (color) eyes glanced at me and in a timid voice, she asked, "I-I thought you were g-going to help me...?"

I gulped and nodded, approaching her. "Oh yeah. U-uh..." I lead her to a shower and placed her under the head, turning on the hot and cold handles slowly. 

(Name) drew in a sharp breath as the water hit her sore body. She bit her lip, her eyes closing as she made a sound of content from the back of her throat. 

My throat began to dry when I heard her. My hands started down her shoulders, washing away the dried blood, revealing her smooth (skin tone) skin. Her (color) eyes stared at me as I stared back, my hands roaming her body, washing away all evidence of her experience with the walkers. 

"(Name)..." I muttered, hypnotized by her beautiful eyes. I started to lean in, her eyes closing as I was just were inches away. My lips barely brushed hers when we were interrupted. 

"Carl!" My father's voice rang through the showers. 

(Name) jumped, a small shrill scream escaping her lips as she tried to cover herself. 

I winced, stepping up in front of her to cover her from dad's view. 

"Uh dad. This isn't what it looks like-" I started to explain but he cut me off. 

"Carl. Do you understand the consequences if you decided to proceed with this?! Have you thought about it?" Dad told me, a disappointed frown on his face. 

I frowned, "We weren't going to do anything!" And then I added something that I instantly regretted, "Do you actually think I'd want to do anything with a girl like her?! Well I don't. She's a useless, overweight girl who'll die in no time. She should've died back there. She's a nuisance to us."

Silence engulfed us once those words left my mouth. 

I stood in shock before whirling around, "(Name) I didn't mean-!" 

I was cut off by my dad, who came over and grabbed (Name)'s forearm, pulling her away from me. "I think you've done enough damage today Carl." He frowned, leaving with a silent (Name), hot tears leaving the corner of her eyes. 

I stayed back, my hands gripping at my hair in frustration. "What have I done..."