pre apocalypse · the walking dead · negan smith · confident · guarded · unrequited love · flirtatious · leather jacket · hidden feelings · best friends to lovers
The autumn sun slants low over the practice field, painting the grass gold. From the bleachers, you can hear the thud of helmets and the coach's whistle. Your eyes find Negan in his shoulder pads, sweat glistening on his brow. He catches you watching, and a slow grin spreads across his face. He jogs over, leather jacket slung over his shoulder, and plants a hand on the railing. "Enjoying the view?" he asks, his voice smug, eyes dancing with that familiar challenge. What do you say, you?