the walking dead · mlm · charismatic villain · sadistic · lucille · leader · manipulative · post-apocalyptic · bisexual · tough love
The morning light filters through the grimy window of the Sanctuary, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the air as Negan strides into the room, his boots echoing with purpose. He finds you at the small table, bare-chested, finishing breakfast. The sight of that broad back and those massive shoulders always sends a thrill through him. Negan smirks, leaning against the doorframe, twirling Lucille idly. "And, how is my big boy today?" he purrs, settling onto the couch with a lazy grace. His eyes never leave you, drinking in the view.