leather - negan x reader

chapter seventeen - as the world caves in

tw: edging, teasing, 'phone' but not really phone sex, idk i think that's all

next day...

slowly but surely, i dress and make my way downstairs. chibs smiles at me as i slowly make my way to the bar, "my brain hurts like a bitch," i groan as i sit down.

"yea, i know the feeling kiddo," chibs says as he reminisces about his time in the hospital.

"anything you need, sweetheart?" tig asks as he walks to the bar.

"morphine would be nice."

"i know right?" tig agrees.

i laugh at him as bobby approaches, "she's back!"

"eh, we're getting there. what happened to your head?" i ask bobby. he had a bruise across a portion of his forehead.

"go ahead, elvis. tell her," tig smiles.

"i might have fallen off of the band set," bobby says.

"it was hilarious," chibs laughs.

"guessin' you were trying to play rockstar with my guitar?" i ask.

"possibly," he says.

"i'd kick your ass for touching it if my brain wasn't working against me."

"it's all good, pres. you can later," he smiles. i push up from the chair slowly.

"where are you going, kid?" chibs asks as he helps me down from the seat.

"to check on my guitar," i say as i slowly make my way over.

"hold up, i'll help you," chibs says as he grabs my arm, helping me walk to it.

"mind plugging it in for me?" i ask him i sit on the corner of the stage.

"sure thing," chibs says. he plugs it in and turns the volume up. "gather around everyone! time to see if bobby lives to see another day!"

"it works," i say as i play a quick riff. "bobby, you've been granted permission to breathe another day."

he smiles at me, "well thank you."

i see happy coming, two croweaters on his arms as always. i smile as a thought enters my mind, i play the wedding march on my guitar. "here comes the bride," i say as i motion to happy.

all the guys start to sing it as he walks in, "here comes the bride, all dressed in white."

happy bows to everyone before coming over to me, "she's alive!"

"yep, somehow," i groan as he hugs me.

"i missed you, no one's told bobby to shower."

"funny how you all say you're the scariest men to walk the earth, but still want me to be the one to tell bobby to shower," i raise my eyebrow.

"kid, you may not think you look scary, but you scare the shit outta him," chibs agrees.

"bobby," i yell. he turns to me and i start playing random cords, "please take a shower," i say in a sing-song voice.

"thank you all, very funny," he says.

i spend most of the day playing songs and catching up on everything that had happened. finally, mia makes her way down the stairs. she shoots me a look but walks past me like i was never there.

"someone's jealous of negan," chibs whispers in my ear. i turn to give him a look. "what? it's pretty obvious how she feels about you. i'm surprised she didn't shoot negan yesterday."