*TW mentions rape*
Negan didn't find you, you found him.
His group was stopped on the side of the road for a piss break when they got swarmed. You rode in on a horse wielding a katana like a badass, after taking out the majority of the herd you got down and made your way to the man himself.
He offered you a place at the sanctuary and you agreed, he asked you if you wanted to be one of his wives and you shut that shit down before he finished his sentence. You did everything and anything that you could, you were the one they called when they needed something fixed or when the cars needed to be looked at. They even called you when they couldn't get answers from the prisoners they brought back.
It didn't take you long to find out they left you alone when you were in Negans office, so anytime you wanted alone time you went there. He was surprised the first time he saw you sitting at his desk with your feet up snacking on a small bag of chips, early on in your position of scavenger he learned that whatever little snack or trinket you stuck in your pocket was yours. he punished you three times before he gave up, as long as it wasn't something the group really needed he let you get away with it.
He didn't mind your presence, you'd ask how the day went or how the run was, and after his answer, the room fell into silence, that's what he liked most about it. you never asked unnecessary questions and you never asked anything personal except for the times he came back bruised and bloody even then it was only a simple "are you ok?" and the conversation ended after his answer. He'd never tell you but he enjoys what the two of you have just sat there enjoying each other's company.
After a particularly bad run, he stomped into his office slamming the door behind him. like usual you were there, and he was about to ask you "what the flying fuck are you in my fucking office" until he noticed you shaking, your wet hair how your arms were scrubbed raw and you were wearing his shirt and sweatpants, it was clear to him you used his shower but what really broke him was when you turned to him, it was clear that you had been crying. your eyes were red and puffy. You didn't speak to him that day.
Its been a week since that day and you still haven't spoken to him, he noticed you are in his office more during the day rather than just in the evening, a few times he came out in the middle of the night when he couldn't sleep to find you sleeping on the sofa. He knew you saw his office as a safe space.
Even now as you sat in his chair feet up eating half a chocolate bar a week after he saw you vulnerable, he sat back on his sofa, legs spread arms across the back he just watched you, he hated how it didn't bother you as you continued to stare out the window into the yard "I have a problem" your voice was soft but full of anger, it was the first time you spoke to him that week, even when he gave you orders you either nodded or just walked away to do them "what is it?"
He was eager to help you with it, you never ask him of anything ever. His chest puffed out slightly proud of himself that you were asking him for help. "It's David" you were seething as you said his name, "what did he do" his fists were already clenched; his knuckles turned white. You watched as the man in question laughed along with the guard duty. you finally turned to look Negan in the eye when you told him "he raped me a week ago"
He was pissed. It was no secret you were his favorite randomly awarding you points or giving you little things from runs he didn't know why he liked you so much, it could have been that you knew when to tell him to stop when he went off on someone, how you were able to calm him down with just a touch, it very well could have been that you weren't scared to mouth him off or get up in his face when he pissed you off, you weren't afraid to challenge him when the need arises. all he knew was that he just liked you. His face was red with anger, his leather jacket squeaked as he got up and gripped Lucille so tightly you thought the wood might splinter.
He finally realized why you stood closer to him when the both of you walked down the halls, or how you stuck to him like glue when you went on collection day with him, those nights he found you sleeping in his office and gladly gave up his bed for you was all because you didn't feel safe in your own goddam home, and it was all because of David.
walking over to the window, you wanted to get a good view of what was going to come Negan got down there faster than you thought was humanly possible, he was walking fast to the man, and he didn't even give him time to plead for his life before smashing Lucille into his head, David fell to his knees where Negan gave him another good swing on the back on his head making his body slump forward.
You could tell from here he was dead after the second hit but Negan kept going smashing his skill into mush on the pavement. After he was satisfied he looked up into his office window to make sure you saw that the threat to you was gone. You stared at the body long after Negan left no one moved, they didn't move his body they didn't clean it up, probably too scared of Negan.
The office door closed softly behind you. You turned to face him, his face sprayed with blood, Lucille dripped blood on the floor the carpet soaking up the puddle, and the crazed look in his eyes was gone replaced with worry. He wiped away a tear with his bloody thumb his hand cupped your face and you leaned into it. Enjoying his touch as the setting sun cast pinks and oranges into the room.
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TWD one shots
Fanfictionjust random stories I write while bored or in between my other books The first few are terrible, but I do plan on rewriting them once I'm done with my other book. Sorry. (i do not own the characters from the walking dead)