AN AU WHERE EVERYONE HAS A MARK ON THEIR CHEST THAT GLOWS BRIGHTLY WHEN THEY MEET THEIR SOUL MATE. SEND ME “GLOW” TO SEE MY MUSE’S REACTION WHEN MEETING YOUR MUSE AND BOTH THEIR MARKS BEGIN TO GLOW.
It was incredible how the world worked. What with glowing chests and apocalypses, other planets must think Earth was the fuck up. But Carl didn't think so. At least, not at first.
When he was a child, Carl loved to see other's marks glow when they had met the one. It was something that flooded his dreams in the wake of the night. He wished on every shooting start, on every 11:11, on every north star, that he would find the one. But that changed when the apocalypse tore through the world everyone knew.
Carl gave up on the hope that he would find her, or even him. He figured that whoever it was, was probably now corrupted with the mutation that humans faced in death. He figured it was a waste of time to wish for sonmething that was obviously impossible.
But then, something changed. One day while cleaning his gun, he was blinded by a light. All he had to do was look down to see that his false hope had turned true. He snapped his head over to the gates. Daryl and Michonne had just arrived from a supply run, but it seemed that they had found something else instead.
Following behind the two was someone new. She was gorgeous, obviously. Her blonde hair was tied into a pony tail, and her skin was covered with dirt, but none of that took away from the sheer beauty she held. Her chest was glowing a bright yellow, the same as his.
Carl's chest grew brighter as they came closer. No one said a word. No one moved. All they could do was watch. It was the impossible turning possible. It was her, and Carl couldn't be happier.