This Is How I Disappear (Negan/OFC)

Chapter 22

It is early in the morning, the sun just barely above the horizon when Chuck wakes up with Negan's face nuzzled into her neck. He places soft kisses on her jaw and neck as he rubs his hand up and down her torso. She feels his hand ghost over her breast to lightly cup her neck as he continues to kiss beneath her ear.

Chuck smiles softly at the pleasant wake up call. "Negan?" she says sleepily.

He noticeably jumps at her voice. "Jesus Christ! I thought you were asleep."

She giggles. "Sorry." She turns her body to face him. "What are you doing?"

"I just woke up," he answers, not exactly answering her question and completely glossing over the way he was kissing her.

"You were touching me." She likes the way that he was touching her, but it still seems a little out of character for Negan.

"So? I've been touching you since we got into fuckin' bed last night. That's kinda what sleeping together entails," he states with a smirk.

"You know what I meant." She yawns. "Do you always molest me in my sleep?" she jokes.

The horrified look he throws at her makes her chuckle. "Don't fuckin' say that shit. I'm not fuckin' molesting you," he growls out with a frown.

"I'm just joking." She pats him on the chest. "But seriously. Do you usually do that? I'm kinda... curious."

"Are you weirded out?" he asks, almost hesitantly.

"No. It was nice. I just didn't realize you were quite so... amorous in the morning."

Negan rolls on top of her and begins to kiss her lips. "You want me to wake you up when I wake up in the fuckin' morning from now on? Get our fuck on before I leave?"

"I thought mornings were for the wives?" Chuck asks in a joking manner.

"I think I can squeeze you in before them." He tries to move his legs between hers, but she stops him.

"I don't think so, mister." She pushes him off of her with a grunt.

"What? Are you fuckin' mad at me or something?" he asks with furrowed brows.

"I'm not mad at you," she answers with a chuckle. "I'm just tired. I hate early mornings."

"Fine." He leans back over her and gives her a kiss. "I gotta get up anyway." He rolls out of bed and gathers up some clothes to wear. "I want you to stick around up here today."

"Okay," Chuck says as she tries to get back to sleep.

A little while later Chuck is woken up again by Negan, but this time is a lot less pleasant.

"Motherfucker!" he yells from his office.

Chuck looks at the clock. 6:43 am. She lets out a groan and gets out of bed, putting some clothes on after, knowing that she won't get back to sleep a second time. She pads out to the office to see what is going on.

Negan is pacing around in front of his desk, his hand raking through his hair, his other hand clutching his radio.

"Is something wrong?" Chuck asks as she approaches him.

He lifts his head to look at her. "Nothing you need to fuckin' worry about. You can go back to bed."

Simon suddenly walks through the office door. "So, Walt died-" Simon stops when he lifts his head and sees Chuck. "Oh, hi," Simon greets awkwardly as he looks from Chuck to Negan.