walking amongst the dead (TWD x reader)

Part 8

Negan pov

The next few days were the same, I sat in my room taking care of Y.N. She had gotten a lot better but still wasn't waking up, it was making me nervous. 

"Boss I think you should eat something... for her?" Simon suggested from the other side of my room making me nod "could you get the usual?" I didn't get a response, but the door shut giving me some privacy with my walker.

"Y/N... when will you wake up?" I whispered stroking her hair watching her dog out the corner of my eye, he was on edge and wouldn't stop whining. 

I sighed and got up to go shower and clear my thoughts while waiting for Simon to get back with food 'I wonder if Dwight is still alive... I should go check in a bit'

Y/N pov

My head felt like it was splitting in two but on the plus side I was now awake and could feel a wet tongue lapping at my fingers coaxing me into the land of the living. Shifting slightly I cracked my eyes open and took note of the room I was back inside 'Where's Negan?' I thought suddenly getting an overwhelming feeling of sandpaper in my mouth.

"Wa-" 

'Shit'

I propped myself up on my elbows before dragging my feet out of the bed and carefully walking to the door of the overly decorated room. 

'Where did he run off to?' 

My bare fee slapped on the floor as I wondered the halls passing Saviours who bowed their heads to me trying to avoid my gaze. I saw no signs of the man so I ventured to my room hearing nails claw at the floor as Rosco was trailing not far behind me.

"Hey boy" I cooed ruffling his fur before closing the door behind me and faceplanting my bed with a sigh.

'I missed my chance to see Rick' 

A few hours passed and I let a yawn escape my lips as I was sharpening my knifes with Rosco hitting my back in rhythmic thumps of his tail happy to see I'm awake. I was fighting a loosing battle with the need to sleep small yawns escaping my lips.

Placing my knifes down on the bed side cabinet before turning to Rosco and shutting the lights off curling up and letting sleep take over. 

Negan pov

Hours had passed and the sun was going down, my skin was boiling from all the running round and I Still hadn't found my little walker who had wondered off while I was in the shower. In the back of my mind I was pissed she ran off by my main concern was seeing if she was okay.

"Not in here boss!" Simon called from the cat walk leaving the communal showers 'Fuck' I pinched the bridge of my nose before going down a floor "maybe she went to her room?" Si mentioned pointing towards his door.

"Fine" I sighed and dragged my feet to her door before cracking it open seeing only dark "She in there?"

I shrugged flicking the light on looking round, there were weapons everywhere all over the floor and the bedding was half on the bed leading up to show a mountain of fur curled into a ball behind hugged to her chest. The steady rise and fall indicating she was breathing sent a chill of relief flooding down my spine as I let out a breath.

"I found her... Si thankyou, how bout you have tomorrow off?" The man grinned nodding closing the door as he left leaving me standing in her room.

'You look so... cute' a smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I slid my shirt off and ushered the dog to move while turning to light off.

The bed dipped under me and I watched in curiosity as she reached out in her sleep looking for something to cling to. Her hands where cold along with the rest of her body as I pulled her close wrapping my arms round her protectively.

"Goodnight Y/N" I murmured kissing her forehead before drifting to sleep.