✧ 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐒: twd imagines

smartass; eugene porter

(    SMARTASS.   )
eugene x fem!reader.

summary:
after the reader has been offered the
position as one of negan's many wives,
she accepted the invitation. she enjoys
playing video games, and with the new
bullet manufacturer, she now had some
one to play with. that is until she goes
for a hug and gets something else in
return.

story setting:
saviors base
— season 7

warnings: —

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it has been a long night battling monsters. of course, you couldn't have made it this far without eugene by your side leading the charge. he instructed you where to move and what would be the fastest way to get rid of the threat in front of you. of course none of this was real.

you leaned forwards from the comfy couch cushions as you stared at the box in front of you. this whole night had led up to this one moment, the moment where the two of you finally beat the boss. your black dress stretched as you focused heavily on the intense two-d game.

at times the dress got uncomfortable as you were forced to wear a new tight black dress every day. though you wanted to wear something else, negan wouldn't like that idea too much, he thought the tight skin suits were sexy on a lady, highlighting her every curve. you just found it annoying.

as your character glided effortlessly across the screen, you were able to dodge all the obstacles that had been tossed at you. you watched as the boss's health bar rapidly depleted till it toppled over on its side. "oh my god, we did it!" you shouted, hardly able to contain your excitement.

"affirmative, we make a great team you and i," he said in his usual monotoned voice. in good spirits, you wrapped your arms around him and went to hug him. that was before you were stopped by his lips slamming into yours. you had a mixed expression of confusion and shock written all over your face.

you pulled back from the kiss. "woah dude, i was going for a hug." you say, not wanting him to get the wrong opinion of you. sure he was a nice guy and all but he was one of negan's henchmen. of course, you didn't like it.

"my sincerest apologies madam," he said before picking the controller back up as if nothing happened. you tried to follow his lead and ignore the fact that he had just plainly kissed you without a second thought. and yet you couldn't just blow it off like he did.

both of you advanced to the next level and continued playing the game but it was still clawing at the back of your mind. he kissed you, it was the thing that was clouding your mind like a storm cloud on a warm sunny day. you kept dying over and over again, zoning out before being pulled back to reality by the ringing of the death noise.

after dying for the fourth time you let out an annoyed sigh and rested against the soft cushions. your focus drifted to the screen to where he was sitting, content on beating the level before heading to bed straight after. you watched his eyes as they darted across the screen multiple times in a back and forth motion.

after a moment you caught yourself staring at his lips before tour hurried and adverted your gaze elsewhere. you couldn't help but think there was something wrong with you. there was no getting rid of this feeling, unless.

"shit," you uttered under your breath. he glanced over in your direction for a split second to make sure everything was alright. at that moment you leaned forwards connecting your lips. why you were doing this with a science geek like him, you weren't too sure.

after a few seconds, you pulled back to see a priceless amused expression on his face. "there, now we're even." you say, picking back the controller and giving him a taste of his own medicine. you ignored him for the most part, till he started blabbering.

"i'd hardly call that even when you kissed me it was for precisely 7.6 seconds while mine was approximately 1.8 before you pulled aw-" once again your lips connected with his with the only intention of getting him to shut up. once the kiss broke he fell silent.

"just shut up and play the game," you say with a small smile on your lips. for some reason you didn't mind kissing him, you enjoyed the amused reaction you got afterward. you hated to admit you found it kind of cute.

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