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self-insert x canon.
word count; 927
oh my god another one, i'm so sorry :') this is gonna be cringy af.

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it was late afternoon and i had been sitting by myself, left with a pencil and paper. negan dropped by a few times to give me snacks and refilled my drink, i thanked him each time and he just returned a smile. at one point he sat with me for a good ten minutes before leaving and saying he had 'work stuff to do'. i didn't question and so continued.

a few hours after negan had left me, a new dude came over and sat with me. he was dangerously close but i said nothing and continued drawing. he peered over every now and then.

"so, what do you think? zombie apocalypse but with relationships and other normal stuff?" he asked.

"meh, life just seems normal. apart from you gotta worry about getting your knees nibbled on." i giggled back.

we sat there laughing for a good five minutes before i felt him scoot over a bit. i shifted slightly and cleared my throat.

"i never asked your name."

"ah, it's spencer. i don't even need to ask who you are, famous kid." he laughed.

"famous? i ain't famous." my cheeks tinted slightly.

"duh, you are! being negan's kid is one way of escaping death and everybody knows who you are."

i shrugged and flipped my paper over, giving me more space to draw. simon had walked past... well, i'd say a few times but it was a LOT of times. he was glaring at spencer sitting close next to me. he pretended to note something down just so he could keep an eye out for a minute longer.

"another question, may i ask." spencer chirped, breaking the silence. "you, uh, datin' anyone?"

i choked on air and recollected myself. spencer raised a brow of interest.

"why do you ask?" i coughed.

"i'm just wondering. negan ain't killed em by now then?" he laughed.

i forced out a laugh loud enough to catch simon's eye, walking past for the tenth time in the space of two minutes.

"well, no, not exactly-"

"ah, so you are dating!" spencer's face seemed to have dropped immensely but he kept a brow upward.

"uhh... another question?" i finished fake laughing after his sentence and carried on doing my own thing.

"well i ain't got a question, but i got a story if you're interested."

oh my god. can this dude go away? i've heard about five stories of this man 'killing' hordes of walkers. i know they aren't true but whatever keeps him off of me i suppose. i let him tell his story for what felt like an hour, not noticing he was close enough that our legs were touching and he had more expression in movement, causing his arms to flail and mimic walker noises. i inwardly sighed and hoped he'd leave soon.

"ta-da!" i squealed in happiness and put the drawing in front of my face, holding it up.

"what's that, then?" spencer asked, analysing it.

"it's me and my ma! with a tiny negan and a tiny si!" i smiled at it.

"hey, aren't you the shortest?"

i huffed and he began to chuckle, resulting in both of us laughing as he told more jokes. at least they were better than his stupid stories. simon decided to step in this time. he power-walked over here as we both wiped tears from laughter.

"hi si!" i smiled up at him as he mumbled a greeting back.

before spencer spoke another word, simon moved my pencil and paper to the side of the grass and sat on my lap. he closed the space between and laid his head into the crook of my neck where spencer couldn't see. i let out a tiny giggle and rubbed his back gently. i heard him mumbling and growling into my neck, causing me to giggle again from the vibration. spencer didn't look happy and shifted away a little.

"so this is your partner?"

"do you have a problem." simon hissed back.

"hey, hey, no fighting! he was just wondering." i smiled hopefully.

spencer stood up quickly, dusting himself off and huffed violently.

"i'll see you later, marcus." he waved at me with a forced smile, walking away behind me. he turned to see simon with two middle fingers behind my back and a stuck-out tongue.

"si. i can feel what you're doing behind me. i'm not stupid." i puffed out a small laugh.

"meh, he deserved it. what was he saying anyways?"

"well first he talked about normal things, then went to relationships and dates-"

"oh hell no. i'm gonna shove his head up his ass." another growl.

"calm down! i'm sure he didn't mean anything, it was just a question."

simon's head pulled away from my neck and stared me dead in the eye.

"do you even know spencer? if i hadn't of come over here that dickhead would've most definitely been in your pants."

i noticed the serious tone in his voice and grinned.

"someone's jealousssss~" i sang.

"no i am not! i was just... bored and negan didn't give me any tasks."

he furrowed his brows and i laughed.

"aww look at poor little siiii~" i squished his cheeks and giggled.

"you've left me no choice!"

without warning, i was pinned and tickled endlessly. i swear i saw negan's head pop up near a window when he heard me squealing and loudly laughing, but who knows...