leather - negan x reader

chapter four - somethin' bad

i groan as i make myself get up. i was very hungover and very much not looking forward to the talks i had to do today.

mia and riley. then any other members that had a problem with the promotions. then, i realize, i have to gain everyone's trust and respect along with all the other stuff.

sure they trusted and respected me, as vice president. president was a whole other ball game, and it would be much harder than the ones i'd played before.

i put my usual outfit on, doc martens, some sort of t-shirt - today's was a teller-morrow motorcycle repair shop shirt -, blue jeans, and of course, my cut.

my cut. the one with the 'president' patch.

i smile as i look at it. i put it on and walk over to the mirror. i liked it. about time a woman wore the patch. i glance at my other patches, 'those of mayhem', 'redwood', and 'original'. they all held the same weight. they all were worn with honor, just like the 'president' patch would be. i smile before heading downstairs.

piney and my mother are the only ones awake when i reach the small kitchenette. "president's patch looks good on you. look just like J.T.," piney smiles as i walk in.

"thank you," i smile back.

"you deserve it, kid. it'll do this club some good to see a girl in charge. these boys seem to forget how strong you are," piney says.

"that they do. but that's just men, most of 'em forget a woman is how they got here," mom sighs, "anyways, you ready for tonight?"

"ready as i'll ever be," i pause, "wait, how do you know about that?"

"clay."

"of course. well, i guess since you already know, i can ask for advice from you two. what do you guys think about this alliance? i mean, i don't know how long we'll be able to keep it secret from either of them that we know the other. i don't think the saviors will be happy to know we're shackin' up with alexandria too."

"you've just got to keep a median. if it comes up, tell the truth," mom says.

"yea, just tell 'em you aren't picking sides. this is business, not personal," piney says.

"it is though, it is personal. glenn and abraham deserved better. so does daryl. and it's not like we didn't help k-", i cut myself off, "i'm sorry, this is a discussion for chibs. not you guys, i know i'm boring the hell out of you two."

"you're doin' just fine, sweetheart," mom says. "shows you give a shit about this club and think through your decisions. that's what a good president does."

"she's right," piney slaps my back, "don't be afraid to ask for help. we're all here for you."

i smile at them both, "thanks. now, i've got plenty of work to do. have either of you seen chibs?"

mom chuckles, "behind you, on the pool table."

i turn around, a half-naked chibs lays on the table. he's passed out with juice, they're snuggling. "jesus christ," i laugh, "hand me the camera, this is a keeper."

piney hands me a camera and i snap a picture as we all laugh. tig finds his way down the stairs, "damn, boys, if i had known you wanted to snuggle i would have joined in." he climbs on top of the table, smothering them both as he lays on top of them.

"move your ass," i hear chibs groan as he pushes on tig.

tig laughs, "though that was where you liked it?"

"shut up," he pushes tig off of him and onto juice. he stands from the table and realizes he's half-naked. "how many of you saw that?" he says as he dresses.