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"Yukihi-me" Negan tried to pronounce my name, he had gotten it right but the way he ended it in a question type manor made me giggle. "Yukihime" he cheered, try and try he had finally got it. His smile enlargened when I started giggling at his reaction.
"You got it, finally" my laughs died down to a small chuckle, barely audible to anyone but Negan.
That was a about a year ago when I first met Negan, when he wasn't as cruel. But we've gotten closer since then, the constant chat between us and him calling me over just to say hi made me fall in love
But Because we have grown closer Negan made me his right-hand woman, I got the honours of taking charge when Negan wasn't here - and going to the hillTop and Alexandria when Negan couldn't. It was fun to say the least, much less work of being his wife and those people who need to earn points for their food. I don't know what they're called and frankly, I don't care. Yes, that sounds very selfish but that's the way Negan has 'raised' me to be.
We were planning a huge supply run, two people at the least could go. But I volunteered to go... Alone. Without anyone with me I could finally get a chance to think, think about Negan. I did say I fell in love with him, but I could never love him fully. He had wives and we were friends, nothing more and nothing less.
I was alone for two weeks, two weeks without being distracted. Happy wasn't wasn't the right word, I was more excited than anything.
The black muddy tires scrapped along the the grey cement of the road, filling the car with the sound of grit hitting the door.
I sped off without another word down the endless roads leading to places I've never been before - through forests, towns and farms I had to go to them all.
I made a stop at a street with rows of large houses down the road - crashed and parked cars scattered the pavement and road, making it nearly impossible to drive through without moving them
As I got out my car I remembered when me and Negan had to do this when we were on a run together. He made jokes about me bending over the car bonnet and him doing 'stuff' to me, mostly they were just jokes but deep down I did want him to do it.
Maybe I had feelings for him, maybe I still do. Perhaps I just wanted something intimate with him, even if I was just a quick kiss or a shag in the middle of an empty street. I just wanted something
But I felt more than just him doing things to me, I felt feelings I had never felt before towards him. I didn't have these thoughts of others touching me like that - it was only him. And I did want him to do that, and I still do.
His welcoming smile and rough voice made my heart beat a faster and faster - even if It was only in my head. And at this point, I knew I loved him. I wanted to wake up with him every morning with his arm around my waist and his beard tickling my neck as we cuddled.
And the rough, hot sex we'd have almost every night would make me grin with excitement, making me want him more every day. I wanted him, I needed him.
I drove back to the sanctuary without anything from the houses or any other place I stopped for supplies. I also drove back without anything to say, I didn't know what I should tell him. Do I even tell him?
The gates were already opening for me and it was too late to turn back. "Did you forget something?" Joey asked, his arm resting on a metal box beside the entrance. I didn't answer him, just opened the door and slammed it shut and rushed upto Negan's room.
To door was slightly open with a crack, sending a small bit of light into the dark hall I was standing in. I opened it slowly, trying my best not to startle whoever was inside. "Negan" I called out - hoping he'd answer
"Yukihime? Why are you back?" He asked me, his full attention was now on me as he set aside the 'project' he was working on before I interupted him.
"I just wanted... needed to tell you something" I said, trying to find the right words to say. My body shook at the fear of rejection and humiliation, if he didn't feel the same way I could lose my place as right-hand woman and his friend
"What is it?" He asked, sounding concerned as if I just stuttered though the whole sentence which I probably did. He stepped closer - his eyes locked with mine, making him impossible not to stare back at.
"I don't know where to start" his eyes softened to my words "I guess I'll just say it. I love you Negan" I told him, my eyes instantly darted to the floor - scared to look at his and see the emotion he was feeling.
"Yukihime, I love you t-" he nearly finished his sentence before I butted in. Clearly he didn't love me back, it's Negan we're talking about. If he felt a serten way about something he'd make sure everybody knew about it. If he did love me like he said he does he would have told me
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I know you, you don't want to love me" he said, I looked at him with confusion before finishing his 'speach' "those girls in the other room scare you. Make you afraid that if you love me you'll turn into one of them. Waiting and waiting until I pick you"
"I-"
"Shhh, I'm not done" he said, placing his finger on my mouth to keep me quiet. "I could make a deal with you" he smirked at me.
"What would that be?" I creafully asked, scared of what will come out his mouth. Dangerous, hot, life changing. Either one could ruin everything I had with him, our friendship.
"I make you my one and only wife"
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Negan // Imagines
Fanfiction|Started 20 November 2016| Just some imagines about Negan, what can go wrong? Warning ~ contains Smut, violence, strong language and of course extreme fluffiness!! Want to know it it's like to imagine Negan doing the best and/or worst things to you...