Negan X Reader (COMPLETED ✔)

Chapter 19 Something Sweet

In the darkness, our cuddles feel like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, and cozy. I wish I could extend the night just, so I could stay close to him for longer, safe in his embrace.

His arms wrapped around me brings a sense of peace I've never known before, a calming of the storms in my head.

It's him who gives me hope for the future. When I'm with him there is nothing to fear, there only is sunshine, beauty, and love, but like always, Negan is gone before sunrise, and I lay alone again.

His cuddles are the only medicine I need, they are the light at the end of the tunnel, a lone star in an otherwise empty sky.

Soon enough there is a knock at the door, "Come in" I shout tiredly. The knob twist and Joey walks in holding a tray of fresh crimson berries covered with a mountain of tangy sweet whipped cream, rich grainy brown sugar covering the delectable airy perfection. "Negan thought you'd like something sweet"

"Thanks", I smile taking the food out his hands, and tasting one of the strawberries before setting it down on the nightstand.

After what seemed like a friendly interaction, suddenly his face drops becoming serious, "We're going to war, Negan didn't want anybody to say anything, but I think you should know".

My mind fails to create words, I stare into his eyes and everything falls silent, "Why?" I ask fearing the answer.

"That new group is trying to take over Alexandria" My eyes widen in shock as my heart begins to race making me feel light-headed. "Negan is protecting them?"

"Yeah, they're our best outpost" he turns walking towards the door, "I need to get back to work"

I jump out the bed, feet touching the cold concrete floor, My body wedged between him and the door, "How is it looking for us?"

He grunts, "I don't know I shouldn't be telling you this anyways" I could see the fear in his eyes. My head drops in shame realizing that I've already gotten him in trouble once. I move out his way, letting him leave.

I sat at the foot of the bed with the tray in my lap eating breakfast, each forkful smaller than you'd feed a baby.

Pausing before taking any more, my mind ventures to Alexandria and Negan. I wonder if he will actually protect them or if this was all a game.

Once the bowl is empty, I change into an outfit Negan got me on one of his runs, the dress is made of blue fabric, it is short and flares at the bottom with a V-line waist and long flared sleeves, accented with a spray of flowers, and a nice pair of heels to match.

I leave the room, heading down the stairs to find the Sanctuary was in an uproar. The entire group, even Negan's wives although they no longer wore their signature black dresses, were outside.

Every weapon including guns, flamethrowers, knives, and bombs, were being prepared and transported. I watch as they stood at attention at the sight of Negan with Lucille in hand, "Speed this shit up, we need to catch these fuckers off guard" he yells commanding the crowd.

Our eyes find each other over the long distance, he strolls over. His lips brush mine, not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I want to pull away before I lose myself and I can't seem to, my senses have been seduced and I can no longer think straight, "y/n" he whispers slowly prolonging each letter as if to savor them.

I smile, my heart fluttering at his voice and my arms thrown over his neck. Never before has my name ever felt so wonderful. Our lips part, making him let out a sexy growl.

"I'm guessing you don't want me to tag along," I say already knowing what his response was going to be. "No, not this time baby, daddy has work to do" his voice is calm and steady not showing that something serious is going on.

I pry into him to see if he will be honest, "Are you sure everything is okay? Everyone seems to be on high alert" he chuckles almost as if he knows he is caught. "Um yeah, don't worry about it" I remove my arms from around him, "Whatever you say" I utter then walk back to the building.

His booming voice stops me at the door, "We found Daryl, by the way," hearing that name makes chills go down my spine. My head turns back, "Are you keeping him here?"

"Are you fucking kidding me, not after what happened last time!"

I shoot him a smile, pleased with the fact I don't have to worry about getting involved in whatever escape plan Daryl is going to come up with.

"Good" I nod my head before continuing on my way. I won't let him ruin what Negan and I have going on.

I watch my feet take steps across the old tiles, my heels clicking as I walk. The emptiness of the hallways allows me to explore the still relatively unknown environment.

My curiosity leads me to an area that I faintly remember, the door to the right catches my attention. I push my ear against it, listening to hear if anyone was inside.

The silence welcomes me in.

I crack open the door, immediately recognizing that this is the wives room, except all the furniture, is cleared out, with only the t.v left and their black dresses scattered lazily near the closet.

Why didn't he tell me?

To be honest, the situation confuses me, but I can't help that it's definitely a good ego boost. The only thing that could make this better would be to see the look on Amber's face when I'm by Negan's side wearing her dress.