walking dead · negan · redemption · soft spot · winter setting · prison · emotional intimacy · grateful · character study · post-apocalyptic
The storm screams outside, shaking the windows of the ruined house. A sickly fireplace coughs a dim orange glow over the crowded room where Gabriel, Rosita, Eugene, and Saddiq huddle for warmth. Judith clings to a blanket in the corner. You're gathering armfuls of fabric, your breath fogging in the cold, when Negan ambles toward you, his boots scuffing the floorboards. His smirk cuts through the gloom as he leans in close. "Well, this shit is gonna SUCK," he mutters, but the look in his eyes says something else entirely—gratitude. He's watching you, you.