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the next day had passed without a hitch, negan hadn't gotten too restless yet and kodine was rather satisfied with being alone. kodi could sit in her bed and for a few days, this would be good for her. she liked being alone. negan, on the other hand, would surely start to act up on day two. kodine smiled at that thought as she went to bed, thinking about all the possible ways negan will ask her to forgive him.
flowers? food? fame? she nearly laughed at herself for being so smart. negan couldnt last two days without her.
so when she woke up that morning she didn't even try dressing up for negan. it wouldn't matter how she looked, negan would come running to her. she looked outside to see that same man hoping out of a car and walking to the door. she quickly ran down the the main room while combing her fingers through her hair and practicing her best catwalk.
just as negan entered, kodi was walking down the staircase, acting as if she hadn't just frantically ran out of bed to get this perfect moment. just by being at the top of the staircase, the fans on the ceiling began to gently blow her hair back. she was already very pretty, but now she looked godly.
every other savior had looked her way. she was thought well of by them, a pretty girl who knew how to handle herself. the girls at the sanctuary liked how nice she was, but they also liked that she was fierce and knew when to take control and how. most-if not all-of the men at the sanctuary would be all on top of her now if not for her rejecting them almost everytime. as soon as she started with negan, she had completely cut off any of the others.
when she made it to the last step she looked to the front door, expecting negan to be there, jaw dropped. but he was nowhere found, so she turned her head around until her eyes connected with the back of his head. he walked into another room, not even noticing kodine was there at all.
she scoffed and walked back up to her room. the next day she had tried again, but another fail happened and another day was wasted. the fourth day she had gotten dressed up and put on a revealing black shirt that had even shown a bit of her red lacy bra. negan was sure to see her now.
but when she walked down the steps and stood only a few feet away from negan as he entered, he didn't move a muscle. she even attempted crossing her arms so her boobs were pushed up even further, but negans eyes were glued in front of him, or really anywhere she wasn't.
she groaned and walked over to a stand in defeat. hey, marty," kodi said as she leaned against her friends stand. marty was a lanky black man who always had a bright green bandana on his head. kodi was unsure how it always stayed clean, but it very much represented the man who wore it. he was always happier than most people, or at least trying to find the best in everyday. kodine wasn't like him at all. she was stubborn and cold-hearted, but she needed a friend like marty to keep her in touch with her emotional and loving side.
"hey kodi, whats got you down in the dumps?" he asked, basically bouncing over to the side of his stand she was leaned against. kodine could hear him jingling a set of keys or some type of jewelries together, trying to lighten the mood with his new toy. she looked back and spotted the two necklaces he was holding. one of them was rather pretty with a blue charm inside the wire. definitely homemade.
"we're living in the apocalypse, marty, surrounded by the undead everyday. what do you think has me feeling a little down?" kodi asked sarcastically. marty shrugged off her ignorance and replaced it with a smile.
"you have plenty of things to be happy about, even in the apocalypse kodi," marty assured as another savior came to his stand and the two began to trade. kodine hummed in response, just the rhythm of her humming asking a question marty already knew the answer to. "you have a roof over your head and food to eat. you have amazing friends like me!" he cheerfully smiled and handed the savior some type of charm and getting back a ponytail. it was crazy what they traded for. "not to mention there's two guys drooling over you right now," marty added.
"what?" kodi turned around to face her friend. he was crazy. "who? i don't see anybody," she said, the stubborn blonde always needing her points to be proven. if she didn't see anybody, there couldn't have been somebody.
"right there," marty said, pointing to two guys kodi thought of an unimportant. one gave kodine a long look up and down her body while the other ones face lit up just by her looking at him. "that one is totally checking you out- oh, he just winked. did you see that?" marty asked, nudging his palm into kodines shoulder slightly. he knew better than to actually hit her.
"add one more guy and you've practically got yourself a lineup, kodi," marty smiled. kodi stopped for a minute. that sentence-that is the sentence that made a light bulb go off above kodine spencer's head.
she smirked, "you're right, marty. i've practically got a line of guys," she said, looking at the two guys once more. she had a plan.
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kodine smiled at the man, smirking as he flexed once more for her. she ran her hand across his muscular arm and let her jaw hang open. god, she must've been a good actor. "wow," she said breathily, making sure to hit her voice up a few notches. the other man next to her sat quietly, so kodi prompted him to touch her by grabbing his hand and placing it on her thigh. he gulped audibly.after a few seconds, she had gotten bored with the other man. he wasn't confident enough, and for negan to really get jealous she would need a confident man. a too confident man. she grabbed the muscly man by his chin and pulled his face into hers, mushing their lips together. the door to the factory finally opened and negan walked in just as kodi stuck her tongue into the mans mouth.
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my savior || negan.
Fanfictionthe saying was common enough: "i'll huff and i'll puff and i'll blow your house down" but in this case, it was negan smith's walls, and kodine james' sweet, sinister smile. - i do not own anything other than kodine james, her plot and most of her...