chandler riggs and occasional Carl Grimes imagines

comic-con pt. 2

"get up!"

"whyyyy?" Chandler huffed, rolling out of bed onto his feet

"you know why, now go get a shower or something" you said, throwing a towel at him.

"does anyone have to pee?" he asked

"wait, yeah i do" you giggled

"make up your mind y/n" Chandler giggled "first you want me to get a shower, and now you don't want me to so you can pee"

"hush, you need more time to wake up" you giggled. he laughed at your response and grabbed his clothes as you headed to the restroom.

     once you finished, you washed your hands and brushed your teeth, and walked back into the room.

"Lauren, you wanna do my hair and makeup?" you asked

"sure, wanna do mine?"

"uhm YES" you giggled

"I'm not gonna do much, you don't need it" she said

"neither of you do" Norman said

"I gotta agree with Norman on this one" Chandler said, continuing to grab his shower things

"mmm whatever" Lauren said

"I gotta agree with Lauren on this one" you said, staring at chandler, practically mocking him

"I give up. but just know, both of you are beautiful young women" he said. you felt your cheeks flush and butterflies danced around in your gut at hearing Chandler call you beautiful. maybe, one day, you'll get to wake up next to him, and he'll say "good morning, beautiful" and you'll peck his lips, and roll out of bed to make him breakfast. maybe?

"young?" you said, raising an eyebrow at Lauren

"shut up y/n" she laughed smacking your arm

20 minutes later

"all done!" Lauren said

"wow, it looks so good!" you said, looking into the mirror "now my turn!" you added, standing up so Lauren could sit. you finished her makeup by the time Norman had gotten into the shower and Chandler had gotten out.

"you two look great" Chandler said, putting his dirty clothes in his bag

"thank you" you and Lauren said at the same time.

     you finished getting ready and you were now waiting to get dressed. Norman was taking forever so you decided to just change right here

"Chandler turn around" you said

"why?" he asked

"I need to get dressed"

"ugh okay"

     he turned his head away from you and you began to remove your shirt and put on a loose fitting, cropped white tank top and a blue and white flannel. you took off your shorts and put on some high waisted black ripped jeans.

"you can look now" instantly Chandler's eyes went to your body. he stared for at least thirty seconds "my eyes are up here, Chandler" you said, lifting his chin with your fingers. you walked around him and to the floor to grab the high heeled combat boots you had planned to wear

"your feet are gonna hurt" he said, watching as you tied the laces of the army green boots with patches on the sides.

"I'll be fine" you giggled "how should I do my hair?" you asked, looking in the mirror

"do it like you did in the scene where we first come to Alexandria and Deanna threw that party. it looked pretty that way" there he goes again, calling you pretty, making your stomach twist and turn and flip every which way.