The Day Will Come When You Won't Be

Walk with me

Rick arrived, once again, a week early to Alexandria. Though this time the people of the small community were expecting him since they didn't have all his shit the last time, he went easy on them since he already slaughtered once of people in the middle of their street and allowed them another week. The least he could do was give them a little more time, right? If not, he'd just bash another guys skull in or gut Negans wife if they so much as disrespect him.

The gates were already being opened for the saviours when their trucks pulled up, empty and ready. "That's more like it sweethearts, so willing"  Grimes called out the window cockily, slapping his hand against the top of the truck as his feet were kicked up on the dashboard, Michonne beside him grunting a little at the action. "This bother you?" Rick spoke, purposely rubbing his muddy soles against the dashboard but michonne gave no reaction. "No Rick" Grimes hummed in response before he slammed the door open and he was hopping out of the truck, nodding faintly at the feeling of the warm air against his skin. Breathing in deeply.

"Well well, have all my shit packed and ready for me? Shit, you guys might just be my favourites" Rick grinned upon seeing the few crates of supplies piled at the gates, a few guns propped up against them. Rick whistled his men over to search through them and make sure all of it was there. Grimes was near so distracted by the heaps of suppliers so easily gathered and placed oh so perfectly for him that he didn't even realise that once again, Negan wasn't greeting him at the gate.

Rick hauled his axe over his shoulder, running his dark finger tips over her wooden handle as he stepped over to Dwight who was always there waiting, and if Rick did say so himself with the same damn stink eye that Negan would always give him. "Hey there dwighty boy, where's Negan? Cooped back up in his house again, pissin' his pants about seeing me? That why he aint here? Last time was rude, but a damn second time is just disrespectful" Rick spoke as he lazily draped a leather clad arm over Dwights shoulder and slowly began walking him down the street.

"He's been ill, can barely stand, he was hurt on a run" Dwight spoke, his demeanour tense as if he was ready to whip his pistol out of its hold and any moment and clock Rick right between the eyes. "Hurt?" Rick spoke, cocking a brow as he ran his tongue along his bottom lip, dismissing Daryl as he came over to speak to him, much more interested in Negans state. "Yeah, fell in a ditch, fucked up his leg pretty bad" Dwight answered once again, Rick couldn't tell if the man was lying or not.

"Then he sure as well wont mind a visit from me now will he? My charm can fix anything" Rick grinned, tongue pressed against his teeth as he slowly led Dwight over to Negans house. The situation oh so similar to before. Ricks eyes crossed over to the spot where he had gut Jared like a damn pig, the pool table was gone down but the recognisable stain of spilled blood still stained the concrete, Rick grunted under his breath. Fuckin' Jared, damn beta.

Rick hummed once he reached Negans house, grabbing dwights shoulder, pressing his thumb into the bone. "Go make sure my men aren't fucking around, I said to take no more shit than what is in them damn boxes, you see any different then you tell me" Rick spoke, Mainly speaking to Michonne and Abraham who followed them closely behind but also hard-headedly was speaking to Dwight, the fucker would no doutbly rat out a saviour and honestly, Grimes wouldn't blame him.

Rick was quiet upon entering the house, expecting to see Negan in the kitchen, cooking up some shit for his girl but then remembered Dwight had mentioned he was injured, Grimes rolled his eyes at his foiled plan of scaring the shit out of Negan from the kitchen. He rid himself of his black leather jacket and the red bandana which felt awfully tight around his neck.

Rick made his way upstairs, his footsteps purpofully loud as he kicked the bedroom door open, opening his mouth to spill any cocky or annoying ass shit he could think of to try and get under Negans skin but was cut short when the bed was empty. Grimes eyebrows pulled into a frown, where the fuck was he? He grunted, about to walk back down them stairs and grab lori before he heard the sound of the shower running.

Now he was definitely going to scare the shit out of him

Rick had the most devilish fucking smirk across his lips as he stepped into the bathroom and saw Negan behind the steamy glass walls of the shower, you couldn't see shit past it but boy was Rick going to have fun with this. Rick stayed quiet as he slipped his knife out of its sheaf and placed it down on the counter with a low hum that only himself would hear before turning on the balls of his feet and throwing the shower door open.

The surprised gasp that left Negans mouth was all too sweet as he flipped around to face Rick, all colour draining from his cheeks as he stared. "Well good fucking morning to you Negan" he grinned  - it took the man a few moments to come to his senses as his hands shot down and cupped his exposed manhood, covering himself protectively. "Ric- what the fuck? Who the fuck let you in? No, what the fuck are you doing here?" Negan exclaimed, stammering a little over his on words as he was still gobsmacked.

Rick just leaned back against the counter, slowly running his tongue along his bottom lip with the same shit eating grin on his face. "I just missed you my dear Negan, I couldn't stay away for too long" he spoke, his voice laced with cockiness as he rolled his shoulders back. Negan didn't know what to say, feeling extremely exposed and vulnerable as he backed up a little further into the shower wall hoping it's just eat him the fuck up.

"I thought we packed your shit at the gate" Negan spoke, his tone serious as he stared at Rick. Grimes rolled his eyes at the comment. "You did omega boy, I'm pretty fuckin' impressed too, wanted to come see you and your 'injured leg'" Rick spoke, very quickly noticing that Negan wasn't hurt and he was standing up just fuckin fine. "So why you lyin' to your people Negan? Your pretty ass still in heat? Don't want your people to see you distressed and begging to be fuc-" Rick was cut off as Negan charged forward, his arm coming back before landing a solid punch to Ricks jaw. The man obviously wasn't expecting a strike as he stumbled back a little into the bathroom, a hand clutching his cheek.

"Oh hell the fuck no, that shit does not fly with me Negan" Rick groaned out as he as he regained his position, standing up straight - Negan didn't let Rick have the chance to launch at him as he quickly grabbed the knife on the counter, holding it up before charging at him once again, slicing the knife through the air as he aimed for Ricks face but missed poorly as the weapon was roughly ripped from his grip and he felt a hard boot to his stomach.

The sudden pain rippled through Negan as he hunched over with a low groan, not having time to react before he was kicked onto the ground and Rick was on top of him, straddling his hips and landing a hard punch to his jaw. "I'll give it to you Negan, you sure have some fuckin' balls on you to do that" the man above him spoke, landing another punch to his face and cracking Negans face to the side. "And never did i think I'd be fighting you butt ass naked" Negan shouted at that and rough shoved Grimes off of him, Negan jumped back up and went for his throat but Rick jumped out of the way. Rick grabbed the back of Negans neck and slammed him into the bathroom wall, the man letting out a pained groan as he did.

"You really think you could beat me? Aint no fucking omega beating me" Rick seethed out as he roughly shoved the mans face further into the wall, Grimes body pressed up against Negan from behind, uncomfortably close to his ear.

Negan was embarrassed. Not only did he just get the shit beaten out of him while he was butt naked, he could feel himself falling into another wave of heat. The only reason he lied to his people about injuring himself is because he was in heat, and with being on suppressants for years, his first one was hitting him hard. They usually last for two weeks and everytime he fell into a wave which could hit at any point, with no Alpha to relieve him, it was agony. The friction of Rick on top of him, the rough and aggressiveness, hell, just the fucking smell of an alpha must have pumped something through him and set off another wave. Fuck fuck. Negan let out a grunt as he was shoved further into the wall, his hands coming up to brace himself.

Negan could feel sweat beginning to drip down his neck and his eyes become glazed over, pushing his thighs together to try and stop the slick from slipping down. He groaned out in pain of being shoved further into the wall before he was flipped around to face Rick. Grimes spat blood onto the floor beside him as a hand was wrapped around Negans throat, keeping him pinned against the wall. Rick was thinking, thinking of a way to punish him for trying to fucking kill him but when his eyes travelled down Negans body for a moment, he found something so much fucking better.

"Well what do we have here"

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I hope you're all enjoying the story so far! There will be smut in the next chapter so don't read if you don't like that stuff