Negan // Imagines

His Leather Jacket // Negan

Negan was still asleep beside me when I woke up from my quiet slumber, his warm body barely touched my back as he faced away from me. He was wearing his trousers and his leather jacket - his t-shirt had been thrown on the ground beside the bed in a messy state. The room was usually clean when I woke up, never messy. Usually we would wake up naked as we were doing the dirty the night before, but because he was late in from Alexandrea he came into the bedroom after I had fallen asleep and we obviously hadn't had the chance to do anything.

I sat up carfully as I tried my best not to wake Negan, a small thump left the ground as my feet hit against the soft carpet. As I walked towards his closed I picked them up one by one and folding them neatly in my arms before placing the over a chair. Lucille had been placed beside the door with the stains of dried blood still covering the wood. I picked up his leather jacket to set aside so I could make the place look clean.

The leather touched my fingers and I could still smell his scent lingering on the jacket.

I slid one arm into the sleeve and the other one onto the other sleeve. I zipped up the jacket that was far to big for me. My hands didn't come out the bottom and it's length reached mid-thigh.

I turned around to look into the mirror and looked at myself. I giggled quietly as the jacket was to big. I had no idea that Negan had woken up also and had been watching me try on his clothes, a smile plastered on his face as he seen me wearing his leather jacket and he loves the sound of my giggle.

A mischievous grin appeared on my face as I took a quick glance at Lucille, the barbed wire bat was tempting to take and place on my shoulder but I knew I would get into serous bother if I touched her.

It got the best of me as I started walking towards her and I bent down to grab her by the handle. I picked up the heavy bit of wood and placed it gently on my shoulders trying my best not to get my hair caught in the wire.

I marched back over to the mirror and put a serous grin on my face trying to look like Negan. "Fucking this, Fucking that, Fucking everyone" I said in a serous to e but ended up just giggling again. I placed Lucille back by the door and started taking off the Jacket

"I do not sound like that" I heard Negan say from the bed, I jumped as I didn't know Negan had saw and heard that. "And keep my jacket on, it looks sexy on you" he growled as he stood up from the bed and walked over to me. "You were sleeping when I got in, weren't you?" He began "let's finish what we never started".

And with that he grabbed my waist and started kissing down my coller bone.