Devilish Soul (Negan x reader)

viii. him

I woke up early the next morning, wrapped in warm blankets. I was shocked to find myself in Negan's room, in his bed....
Negan was asleep next to me, fast asleep. My hangover was mild from last night.

He looked god damn adorable when he slept. Holy... I rolled on my left side, so I was behind his back. I put my arm around him and gently kissed the back of his neck.

I could hear his soft breaths hitting the pillowcase. Each breath came softly out of his mouth, previously, his breath had smelt like liquor, but now all I could smell was sugar.

I sat up gently, making sure to not wake him.

I stood up, walked to his side of the bed, kissed him on the forehead, and left the room quietly. After gently shutting the door, I went down to the main kitchen downstairs and grabbed a couple of biscuits and two cups of coffee. During our last run we'd found a bunch of boxed pancake mix, which made for some pretty nice biscuits for everyone this morning. I ran up the stairs and hurried back into the room, thankfully he was still asleep. Quietly, I set the biscuits and coffee on the table and went to his side.

I gently tapped him on the shoulder. "Negan... Wake up..." His eyes slowly opened. "H-Huh..?" He yawned and sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Morning already?" I smiled as he said that, he sounded like a child having to wake up for school. He smiled back tiredly, he looked over at the table and saw what I had grabbed.

"I grabbed some breakfast.." I said kindly, smiling. He stood up and stretched. All he was wearing was a pair of black boxers, I blushed. He went over to the table and sat in his boxers. I walked over and sat next to him, I was in one of his shirts. It was big on me, but it made me feel warm and safe.

He picked up the biscuit and took a bite. He got some crumbs on his cheek, so I gently wiped the crumbs off. His stubble was poky to the touch, but I liked it. I grabbed my biscuit and took a bite. Wow.. I haven't had a biscuit this good in forever!!! I smiled as I ate, and so did he. his dark eyes twinkled at me in delight.

He took a drink of his coffee and smiled at me, he took the cup from his mouth and looked at me. "How did you know I liked my coffee is way..?" He said happily as he took another sip. "I asked the cook downstairs what you usually wanted, and she made it fresh." I replied happily.

He took another sip and put the rest of the biscuit in his mouth.

A man burst in. "Negan, sir... Uh..." He saw him in his boxers. Negan gave him an embarrassed and angry look. "What is it..." He said with the biscuit in his mouth, he chewed fast and swallowed. The guy took a deep breath. "We found a group of survivors out in the woods, in a campsite. You might want to come and see."

*

The man ran out of the doorway, I could hear his shoes as he ran down the hallway. I gulped. Is it my family...? What would they think of Negan...? I thought as I got dressed with Negan. "Can I come with?" I asked him. He nodded and tossed a leather jacket at me, his leather jacket. "Here, so you don't get cold." He smiled, and I did the same. "Thanks." i said as I put the jacket on, grabbing my pants from the floor, quickly sliding them on.

*

We ran out the door, and headed down to the front of the building. I'd gotten accustomed to this place very fast, faster than I'd thought I would. We made it down to the doors and Negan looked at me. "Ready..?" He asked. "I'm Ready." I replied with certainty. He smiled and we walked out of the doors. The sun was bright in the sky, the sky a grayish blue.

*

My mothers eyes went wide as she saw me. "(Y/N)!!!" She yelled as she ran toward me. She made it to me and hugged me. Negan looked shocked, he hadn't expected anything like this to happen. He hoped this wouldn't affect our relationship, or make me leave him.

She looked up at Negan. "Who's this?" She asked. He looked at her, and then to me.

"Mom.. This is Negan. He's the leader of this place." I replied and she gasped. "Oh my apologies.. Sir..." She said nervously. Negan laughed a bit. "No, no, no, it's fine!" He walked up to my dad. "Hello, I'm Negan." He said, shaking my dad's hand.

Negan has really softened up since he met me, maybe I brought light into his world. I think I did.

And it made me happy.

My dad nervously looked at him. Negan was taller than my dad, much taller. So he had to look down at him, that made things awkward with my dad. He looked up at Negan, like a mouse looking up at a cat. He gulped. "I-it's... Um... Nice to meet you too..." He said nervously looking around Negan at me. "We're you the one who took my daughter..?" He said, starting to straighten up, giving Negan a serious face.

Negan nodded. "Yes." He said, carefully thinking out his next words. "But, she's been taken care of, she's safe. And now you are too, but only if you follow my rules." He said, looking back at me, nodding as if to acknowledge that they'd be welcomed here.

He looked to his men, nodding. "Let them in." He said, as his men let my dad go. My dad ran toward me, wrapping his arms around me. "I'm so glad that you're okay honey, I was so worried I'd lost you."

I hugged him tightly. "I'm so glad to see you dad, I love you." I said, as we let go of each other, smiling.

Negan came closer, and my dad looked to him. "Why did you take her from me?" He said, his tone changing as he made his way in front of Negan. Negan paused, unknowing what to say.