You're Mine

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I woke up looking around. I was in my room? How did I get here? I see a little piece of paper on the pillow next to me as well as my walkie-talkie. Negan always left me one just in case of anything happening and I needed to get his attention. I picked up the note slowly, and I could feel my body was sore. 'In a meeting, call me on our channel if you wake up. - N xoxo' I smiled softly at myself picking up the walkie-talkie. "Hello? Negan?" I said softly. I tried to sit up but my body was in too much pain from not moving around.

"Y/N?" He said excitedly. As I was about to answer he interrupted me. "I'll be right up." I giggled softly to myself. He was acting like a child on Christmas morning. I saw a small glass of water on my bedside table and grabbed it carefully taking a small sip. Oh boy, I was so thirsty. The door suddenly opened and it scared me a little, causing me to jump and spill some of the water on my clothes. I looked up to see Negan's face. He looked like he hadn't slept in days but at the same time, he really did look like a child on Christmas morning. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me tightly but carefully, pulling me into his chest. "Oh baby, I've missed you so much." He said softly. He pulled back and a worried look came over his face. "Do you need anything? Are you in pain?" Negan asked.

I shook my head. "No, I'm okay. Was I shot?" I look down at my leg seeing bandages wrapped and taped on it.

"Yeah, one of those bastards at Alexandrea shot you." Negan groaned and shook his head angrily. "But don't worry, we will take care of it." I wasn't sure if I wanted to know what he meant by that so I just tried to ignore it.

I put my hand over his. "Is it okay if I take a shower?" Negan nodded. I didn't know how long I had been laying in bed for but I definitely needed one.

"Let me help you up." Negan stood up and helped me get on my feet. I saw a pair of crutches outside of the bathroom door since I couldn't walk on my leg too much. When Negan and I got into the bathroom I felt his hazel eyes staring at me, I turned around to look at him as I balanced on one foot, still holding onto his arms for some support.

"What?" I asked in a soft voice. When Negan stared at someone it was either a warning or just straight up a bad thing whenever he did.

"You're just so beautiful Y/N, I-I love you." Negan said meaningfully.

I gripped onto his arms tighter as I almost fell over from his words. He loves me and I love him. I wasn't sure if he had felt the same but now, I know he did. I looked into his piercing eyes that could make any woman weak. "I love you too." I said smiling like an idiot. Negan leaned in placing a small kiss on my lips. This is the moment I had dreamed about. This is the reason I was still here on this Earth, I was meant for him and he was meant for me. Negan helped me take a very relaxing bath. He even shaved my legs which sounds weird but it's really romantic in a way.

He took the best care of me through my recovery he was always by my side. It's been a week or so since I've woken up and I've been able to walk better now. If I stand on my leg for too long it tends to hurt but to control that I always have Negan by my side to lean on. Negan was in a meeting and I was waiting outside the door but soon got bored so I went to the catwalk to watch the people. Negan never wanted me in his meetings for my safety. Today felt like any other. I was watching as people worked and made things when all of a sudden I heard a bunch of gunshots coming from outside all at the same time. I quickly walked/ran to the meeting room seeing Negan stepping out looking around. When his eyes landed on me they had a sense of calmness wash over them. He grabbed onto my hand. "You stay close to me no matter what the hell happens." He said in a very serious tone. We walked outside towards the front of the Sanctuary followed by Simon, Dwight, Gavin, Regina, and finally Eugene. There were a whole bunch of big metal pieces attached to cars, which looked like some hillbilly crap. I could see some of the people walking and moving behind the metal panels. "Well, shit. I'm sorry. I was in a meeting." Negan said, looking at the metal pieces. "I see you got your little mudflaps with you. So I'm not exactly feelin' a reason for us to try throwin' lead at each other. I care about my people. I don't want to just march them into the line of fire because I want to play 'my dick is bigger than yours.'" I could see the smirk grow on Negan's face as he licked his lips. "It is. We both know it." He looked down at me as I held onto his arm. "Especially Y/N.'' Negan chuckled and looked back in the forward direction. I could feel a small blush creep itself onto my cheeks. "But I'm also comfortable enough to accept the fact if it wasn't. I'm certainly not gonna let my people die over that shit..." Negan lifted Lucile, pointing her in Rick's direction. I could see Rick between two of the metal pieces looking at us with anger written all over his face. "like you're about to." There was a pause of silence and Negan looked down at me and then back at Rick. "So, Rick, what the hell can I do for you?" Negan said smiling, opening his arms in an embrace. I was really mad at Rick for the fact that someone on his side had shot me. It made Negan so hard on his men trying to figure out who had shot me.