This Is How I Disappear (Negan/OFC)

Chapter 21

Chuck turns over in Negan's bed to see what time it is. 10:24 am. She slept in.

Well. Negan did say I was supposed to take the day off after I had that panic attack yesterday. I guess it must've taken it out of me because I didn't even wake up when Negan left this morning.

Chuck gets up, eats a simple breakfast, and takes a shower. Since she is having a lazy day today, she throws on a pair of boy shorts and one of Negan's white tees instead of an actual outfit. She pads out to Negan's office and looks through his bookcase, searching for a nice book to fill her time. Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy jumps out at her, so she takes it back to the bedroom and plops down on the bed with it.

She reads for a long time, only stopping to get a drink or use the bathroom. After her latest pause, she crawls back onto the bed from the side, laying down onto her stomach across the bed, facing away from the door. She props herself up on her elbows to continue reading the book as she kicks her feet up in the air and giggles at the words she is reading.

Some time later, a low whistle coming from the doorway startles her. "Goddamn." Negan's raspy voice calls out from behind her.

"Jeez, Negan." She turns on the bed to sit up. "I didn't hear you come in."

Negan licks his lips as he looks her up and down. "What the fuck are you wearing?" he asks in a gravelly tone.

"Oh, uh. I thought you wanted me to be comfortable, so I just put on one of your shirts," she answers, not sure if he is angry that she took something of his. "I can change out of it, if you want. Put my own clothes on."

He doesn't say anything. He just stands by the bed, staring down at her with his bottom lip between his teeth.

She stares back up at him, waiting for him to say something. "Negan?" she prods when he remains silent.

"Fuck," he whispers as he leans over the bed to run his fingers up her arm then cradles her neck. "I'm just thinking about all the shit I'm gonna do to you," he growls and rakes his eyes over her body.

"What?" she giggles in confusion. She isn't exactly sure why the situation turned sexual.

"Stay here." Negan turns away from the bed to walk through the door. "I have a surprise for you," he calls out as he leaves, then returns with a shopping bag, like the kind from upscale stores. He sets the bag on the bed next to Chuck and makes a "ta-da" gesture.

She looks through the bag and scrunches up her face in confusion at the contents. It is filled with lingerie. "What is this?" she asks and holds up some of the articles.

"What does it look like?" He rummages through the bag and holds some more of the clothing up. "Sexy ass underwear," he answers with a smirk.

She chuckles. "I see that. But why are you giving it to me?"

"Because I want you to wear it," he states as if that were obvious.

She lets out a shy laugh and feels her cheeks start to blush. "Why would you want that? I'm not exactly the 'sexy underwear' type. I can't pull this stuff off."

He rummages in the bag some more and pulls out a white and pink lacy balconette bra and matching thong. He sets them in her lap, then moves the bag off the bed. "Put that shit on."

She holds the lingerie up and laughs. "This is ridiculous! I've literally never worn anything like this in my whole life."

"That's the fuckin' point." He removes his jacket and boots. "It occurred to me that no matter how much sex we've had, you're still... inexperienced, so to speak. There's a whole wide world of shit we can do that you're completely unaware of. And I most certainly should be the one to show you that shit."