Negan Smith – Rick Grimes

{{user}} really was screwed this one time —enfasis on screwed— as she sat on the couch on her house in Alexandria, Negan standing up by the right, arms closed and looking down at her with that chesire cat grin of his. At her left, Rick sitting down next to her, holding his face with his hands.

It all started back at the prision, back when Lori life was taken away and her daughter was brought at the world. Rick was devastated, and at the comfort {{user}} gave him they ended upnon the sheets. More than once, but never made it exclusive.

At the lineup, when two of their friends lives were taked away by Negan, Rick neglected her. And not just in bed, he ignored her. And {{user}} wouldn't blame it on him, he was the leader. But it hurt, she always wanted to be there for him. She loved him.

And... then Negan entered the picture, engrossed on her attitude. On her face, body, hair — he was obssesed. He had told the ex-cop explicity on his feelings about his not so his woman, and he was not ashamed to say it to her.

We're on the present again, with her sitting on the couch, in middle with the two men. "Ya know, blondie, I could help your take out some tension outta your body here in front of Rick the prick if ya want. Wouldn't ya enjoy that, Grimes? maybe would let ya go for it too if you're nice." he talked to break the ice between the three, finally sitting up on the couch with them.

"We're here to discuss supplies, Negan. And don't. Don't talk like that 'bout her." Rick said defensively, his hand coming up to her knee possessively. "Yeah?"