Random X Male! Reader

He's Korean || Glenn Rhee

((update: I want to apologize for my previous use of racist slurs in this chapter. I at the time was not aware of how severe it was for a white person to use slurs that didn't belong to them, and I understand the harm and disrespect that some readers might have felt and I'm deeply sorry for it. I have, since I wrote these chapters, grown alot and educated myself on Poc issues and am well aware I had no right to use slurs, even in fanfiction writing.
Thanks.))

((This is short but who cares

(Y/n) swallowed nervously as he glanced around. There was a gun to his head, and his wrists were bound behind his back, and they were forcing him forwards. He wasn't used to being under this much pressure.
To his left was Negan, holding the said gun to his head, and around him was his men, all holding guns.

(Y/n) has been alone ever since the apocalypse started, yet these guys were convinced he was with a group with a leader called Rick, and he had never heard that name before..

Like is Rick even a name?

Anyway back to the story. (Y/n) had simply been wandering around the woods, picking berries, when he saw a car, filled with can food. He looked around to see if the owner was there, and he wasn't. (If he had seen the owner, he obviously wouldn't had taken his food.) Anyway that's when Negan snuck up behind him.
"Oh hello there sweetie! I'm Negan, and you're stealing, and stealing isn't allowed" he said and put a gun to his head.
They bound his wrists and that leads us to where we are now.

Soon they approached a gate, and there seemed to be no guard at the top of it.
"Where are we?" (Y/n) asked and glanced at Negan.
He scoffed, "stop pretending, we know you're one of them" he went up to the gate and banged the gun against it, "RICK!" He yelled and then went back to pointing the gun against (y/n)'s Head.
The gate's view blocker thing opened and there was three men.
One rough looking with a crossbow at the ready, one Korean guy with a shotgun up, and one that was presumably Rick. He looked like a Rick.

All the men frowned as they spotted (y/n), neither of them recognized him.
(Y/n) glanced down, "Negan y-you gotta believe me I have no idea who these people are I-"
"Quiet" Negan ordered and glared at him.
(Y/n) nodded and looked down, "okay" he managed to squeak out.

Glenn glanced at Rick, trying to read what he was going to do. Obviously they couldn't let this guys just die even though they didn't know him. He was still human.

Rick stayed silent a while before nodding, "he's right, we don't know him.. but that doesn't mean we can let you kill him" he stated.

"A stranger huh?" Negan looked over at
(y/n) with a smirk, "that means he's pretty much useless" he said as his finger was placed on the trigger, not pulling it yet but threatening to.

(Y/n) whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut and cowering cause let's face it, who wants to die like this?

"Negan let the kid go" Rich took up his gun and pointed it at him. The two people by him aimed at Negan too.

(Y/n) frowned and glanced up at them "Kid? I'm-"

"Nineteen" Negan glared at him, "we know. You've said it like six times" he scoffed, "you're so pathetic" he shook his head and looked up at Glenn, "Hey chinatown, open the gates"

Glenn just glared at him and went to open up the gates.

Meanwhile (y/n) was in shock of the racist word. What the hell kind of an asshole do you have to be to describe a person with 'Chinatown'?? A huge fucking asshole that's what.

Negan rolled his eyes and pushed (y/n) towards the now open gate, making him stumble inside. Glenn caught the male and quickly untied his wrists, closing the door.

"See ya later!" Negan yelled over the wall, before they made their way away from there.

Glen looked at the gate and mumbled, "that's unlikely" before looking at Rick.

Rick sighed, "it might not be that unlikely if I know Negan right" he stated, "we need more guards" he stated before walking away from them.

(Y/n) frowned and glanced around, "so what, I'm just supposed to live here now? Just like that?" He asked and looked at Glenn confused. They should've asked him questions to make sure he was a safe and sound guy. Or maybe they were already convinced he was nice? Idk it was really confusing.

Glenn frowned and watched rick walk away, "I... I guess so?" He shrugged and looked at (y/n), reaching out his hand for him to shake with a small smile, "I'm Glenn"

(Y/n) glanced at his hand, then up at him, "I'm (y/n)" he smiled and shook his hand.