Take It Easy [Negan X Harley Quinn]

Thirty Two

Negan held his arm around Harley's shoulders as they sauntered around the well-built neighborhood. She listened to him mouth off to Rick every now and again, picking up things and slipping them to Dwight to take back to the truck. 

"So, where's that little sweetheart from the other night?" Negan asked casually to Rick as Harley narrowed her eyes at him. 

"Hey..." 

"Peach, hush. Rick, where is she? She alright?"   

Harley rolled her eyes, shrugging her shoulders to drop Negan's heavy arm from her. 

"You show me her, I'm taking her down." 

Negan took grip of Harley's chin gently, turning her pouting lips to him before kissing her forehead. 

Just as Negan raised a brow to Rick for an answer to his question, a man donned in black stopped before them asking is they wanted to pay respects. 

"Jesus." Harley jumped back at the sight of the man while Negan uttered a loud 'holy shit'. 

"You're a creepy motherfucker." Harley muttered, holding her finger out to poke the priest in the cheek. 

"Harley, honey...you're very right." Negan snickered, gently batting Harley's hand down. "He looks like the crypt keeper." 

"I think he is one, really."  Harley whispered, turning to her fiance with a grin. 

Negan clicked his tongue as he stood at the foot of a freshly dug grave. 

"Now that's a shame." He sighed, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. 

He and Harley stared down at the padded down dirt marked with a makeshift cross, "She was pretty as a peach, too." 

His girlfriend reached out to curl her nails into Negan's wrist, but stopped at a tug on her own. She turned over her shoulder and saw Daryl, head pointed to the ground, with his hand curled around hers. 

Harley released a slow and irritated breath from her lips as she raised her nose to Negan. 

"This is why she's dead." 

Negan turned to Harley, lips pursed as he sucked air between his teeth. 

"Don't be so catty, Harley. You know you mean the world to me." 

Just as Negan said that, Daryl squeezed at Harley's wrist again, pulling her back a step as the Lead Savior turned around. 

"Such a pretty gal." 

"You're pushin' it, puddin'." Harley grit her teeth as Negan grinned and put his hand on Rick's shoulder. 

"Ain't she just the cutest when she's mad?" Negan asked as Daryl dropped his hand quickly. 

Harley sighed, cocking her jaw as she pushed Negan and Rick to keep walking. 

"That's enough boy talk. Let's get out of the sandbox." Harley added as Daryl trailed behind.