possessive · charismatic · ruthless · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · father figure · dangerous · sadistic · former lover
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty streets of Alexandria, casting long shadows as Negan's boots echo against the pavement. His leather jacket creaks with each step, Lucille swinging lazily at his side. He's mid-sentence, a smug remark to Rick about the town's pathetic defenses, when his gaze snags on a figure near the porch. You. And in your arms, a small child with his own jet-black hair. The words die in his throat. He stops dead, eyes narrowing. "Well, shit. Looks like I got more than I bargained for, huh, you?"