No Means Yes (Negan x Reader)

Chapter 7: Benefits

- Negan wants her and is done playing games - No is no longer an answer. -

"You're gonna take two cups a day, okay?" You tell the little boy in front of you. Nancy, his mother, puts her hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly. The boy noods and you stand up from your roller stool to catch a bottle of dry syrup from the cupboards.

"Do you know how long this is going to take?" Nancy asks you, while you search for the right bottle.

Once you get the desired one in hand, you return to them with the medicine. You hand it over to her and look back at the boy. "About seven days, but he better take the antibiotic for at least ten."

It was just a matter of time for the town to come down with a cold or flu. With the kids that had been constantly playing in the snow you're surprised it didn't happen earlier. "Rayn's gonna have to stay at home, though. He's contagious and we don't have the necessary means to treat more people at the moment."

"What does that mean?" The little boy asks, wiping his runny nose with his sleeve.

You lean down to get on eye level with him. "That next week's gonna be pretty boring, buddy."

Nancy picks her boy up and he rests his head on her shoulder. "Thank you, Y/N. We're lucky to have you."

Her words warm your heart a little and you softly smile at the other woman. "Anytime. Let me know if the fever gets worse, okay?"

Nancy nods and says her goodbye before she goes for the door, the little boy already dozing off in her arms. But before she reaches for the door, she turns around again. "Uhm, Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you heading out tomorrow?" She asks.

You nod at her. "Yeah, I'm gonna go before the Saviors come, scout out some places for the Scavengers and will be back tomorrow evening, I hope."

"Okay. Well, I was wondering if you could keep an eye out for pants for him?" Nancy looks at her shoes nervously. "I know, it's not nearly as important as medicine or food, it's just-"

"I'll be looking for some, Nancy." You tell her with a small smile. "Clothing is actually the easiest to find. Can't promise that I'll find something fitting, though."

"Thanks." She beams at you with a bright smile of her own, more than happy with your answer. "I'll leave you to your work then."

You turn around to your tray full of utensils, cleaning them. When you grab a bottle of isopropyl alcohol to disinfect your equipment, you suddenly hear an audible gasp. Alarted, you whip your head around towards Nancy, who is wide-eyed and frozen in place.

Are you fucking kidding me, you think to yourself when your eyes land on the more than familiar black lether jacket. You roll your eyes so hard, you half expect them to get stuck.

Negan is standing on the threshold, staring down at the other woman. Nancy's eyes quickly move to the floor, that poor woman doesn't dare to move a muscle. Quickly you snap into action, coming to her aid.

With a piece of candy in your hand, you swiftly move to her side. "Here, buddy." You hand the candy to Rayn, breaking the more than uncomfortable silence. Nancy slightly relaxes next to you, visibly thankful for your help. "I'm gonna do a check up on him tomorrow, okay?"

Nancy only nods, not saying a word. Her eyes switch between the floor and Negan, who is still blocking the way. After a drawn out moment, he finally steps aside, making room for her to leave. Nancy quickly hurries past him to get home.

Once she's gained a bit of distance, you return to your tray. You grab the bottle of alcohol again to pour its contains all over your hands and forearms. "Do you have to scare my patients?" You ask in a sarcastic voice.