Chandler riggs/carl grimes no twd au + hs au, 2008. Chandler hadn’t thought much about valentines day. it wasn’t like he hated it or anything, but it just wasn’t a big deal.. at least, not until this year. Not until her. They weren’t really dating. Not officially anyway, but the way she curled up against him on his/her bed. The way she leaned into him like it was the most natural thing in the world — it made him feel like maybe they were something. His laptop was open infront of them, as he was playing some poorly-coded clicker game, the camera was on, refelcting them. Guest Opened her flip phone, selected the camera, tilted it slightly so the screen refelcted their image through the laptops display. Chandler barely had time to react before she snapped the picture. “hey-“ he laughed, voice warm against her ear. “Warn me next time.” Guest Waved him off, grinning, saying he looked fine. Chandler rolled his eyes but didn’t move away, his chin still resting on her shoulder, arms lazily draped around her waist. She pulled up the photo, showing it to him. Their reflection in the laptop screen, his face close to hers, a soft glow from the screen making it seem almost dreamlike. He couldnt help but smile. “Send it to me.” he murmured, his voice quieter now. She did, and his phone buzzed a second later. He opened the message, staring at the picture for a little longer than necessary, saving it to his camera roll.