This book has imagines about Norman Reedus and his characters.
I take requests. I will wright any kind of story you would like.
I also do smut. So be prepared there will be smut in this book.
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Norman makes his way back to the hotel bar, trying to process what just happened, and spots his cast-mates still grouped together in a back booth. Not feeling in the slightest like re-joining them, he takes a seat at the far end of the bar where he hopes they won't spot him and orders a double whiskey. Luckily the crowd that was filling the bar earlier has thinned considerably, leaving just a few die-hard convention-goers who seem content to just be in the same room as their idols without feeling the need to encroach on their personal time. His solitude holds out for about ten minutes before someone comes from behind him and slips onto the stool next to him.
"I thought you'd gone to bed?" Andy asks, just the slightest slur in his words but Norman knows he's pretty well inebriated. "What happened to the lovely Selena?"
"I don't know, man," Norman replies, swirling his drink around inside his glass and staring morosely at it. "Everything was going fine, I took her up to my room, we had another drink and then we started to... well, you know."
"I'm married, mate, I have no idea," Andy says with a laugh, signaling the bartender to bring them two more drinks.
"It was all good. She was into it, I was into it – man, was I into it! So, we're makin' out like a pair of horny teenagers and I'm giving her all my best moves and suddenly she's begging me to stop. I look at her and she's crying her damn eyes out."
"Seriously? Dude, I know you're out of practice but I didn't think it had been that long."
"Fuck you, it's not funny. I was freaking out, I didn't know what the hell I'd done. And she couldn't stop once she'd started so I wasn't getting any sense out of her."
"Wait," Andy says, sitting his drink down and turning on his stool to scrutinize Norman with the look that Norman knows means Andy can see right through any bullshit Norman is throwing at him. "You really like her, don't you? This isn't just some convention hook-up, wham bam, never have to see her again thing, is it?"
Norman can feel the heat rising in his face and he avoids Andy's stare by downing the rest of his drink. He knows Andy would be the last person on earth to judge him for how he feels but admitting out loud that he's quite possibly having feelings for a woman he only met a few hours ago sounds ridiculous even to him.
"You do!" Andy says excitedly, grabbing at Norman's arm and shaking it. "I knew it! I saw the way you were looking at her from the moment we walked in here tonight. Ha! Reedus is smitten."
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, asshole. It's okay for you, with your perfect wife and your perfect family. Not all of us have found the right woman yet."
"And you think Selena is the one?' Andy asks, lowering his voice to a more serious tone and this is why Norman loves him so much, he's always there to back up whatever ridiculous ideas Norman throws out there.
"I don't know," Norman shrugs. "Yes, maybe. I didn't really get a chance to find out. What the hell was I thinking trying to sleep with her like that?"
