No Means Yes (Negan x Reader)

Chapter 3: Rulebreaker

- One of the Saviors is corssing a line, forcing Y/N to take actions but Negan gave her one last warning for a reason. -

"Hey, not on me!" You laugh with a bright smile on your face as you watch the kids playing in the snow, throwing snowballs at each other. You're standing in the gardens, watching the kids play in the fresh snow. Winter came with full force and covered Alexandria in a white blanket. A very cold blanket. You rub your hands together, trying to get some warmth into your frozen fingertips.

Group A and C are still on the run to Pennsylvania, leaving Aaron as Rick's substitute again and he wanted you to watch the kids, while the remaining adults would stay at the gate with the Saviors. Since the thing with Negan and Dwight, tensions are unnecessarily high and he wants you and the kids out of the line of fire.

Babysitting isn't your favorite job, but it still would keep you away from the Saviors, so you didn't complain, when Olivia picked you up for your shift.

With a sigh you crouch down next to Judith, who is crawling through the sea of white, giggling as she goes. "You're gonna get a cold that way, Peachy." With careful hands, you lift her up and press her against your chest. She doesn't seem to mind and keeps giggling as you clean her off.

The snow behind you scrunches under the weight of heavy boots and you look over your shoulder. Why are you not surprised Negan found you here? It's not like you hoped you would eventually or anything of course.

"Not playing guard today?" He asks you, his voice sounds almost teasing.

"Not now," you tell him, smiling slightly.

The head of the Saviors comes to stop next to you. "I've missed you at the gate."

Heat instantly raises to your freezing eartips, "I'm... touched?"

Negan chuckles in response. "Good." He takes a look at Judith and after a moment, his eyebrows suddenly frowning. Eventually, he asks, "Yours?"

"No," you huff a laugh, when Judith rests her head on your shoulder. "She's my sister."

"You're sure?" He asks, mildly confused. "Quite the age gap."

"Yeah, I know", You chuckle, "I'm about 21 years older than her." You slowly let go of Judith to let her continue playing. She sits down on your feet and presses her little hands into the snow. You tousle through her hair before turning your attention back at Negan. "What can I do for you?"

The leader of the Saviors takes a step closer, so his words are only for your ears and against your instincts, you don't mind the proximity. "Got you some from my personal beverages, interested?"

The blush intensifies quickly, painting your ears bright red and warmth slowly settles in your abdomen. But he is kidding, right? He must be. Carefully you ask, "Despite our little fallout last week?"

Negan just shrugs his shoulders. "I think you've learned your lesson. Now, whatcha you say, meet me in your infirmary in thirty minutes?"

Although you are not too averse to the idea, you still hesitate. It's been fun the one time you shared a beer with him, but you know how dangerous the game was and still is. Negan comes even closer, close enough for you to feel the warmth he is rediating. With the tip of his tongue wetting his lower lip, he says, "C'mon, I'll make it worth your while."

Why does the undertone suggest something more than just a beer? And why does it make the whole thing even more enticing? "Okay," you hear yourself accepting his proposal, feeling even hotter under his gaze, "I'll be there."

Geez, Y/N. What the hell are you doing?

The bright smile that is splitting his face brings knots to coil in your abdomen. "Perfect." He takes his leave with a fake tip of his imaginary hat. "Have a good day, my ladies."