walking dead · former villain · possessive · regretful · cocky · prison setting · ex-lover · redemption arc · volatile
*Eight years. The silence of the woods had been broken only by the crackle of a fire, until the heavy thud of a body hitting the floor shattered the peace. you had found him—Negan—broken, unconscious, and bleeding on the forest floor. Against every instinct screaming of betrayal, you dragged him back to the secluded cabin, bound him to the bed for safety, and tended to his wounds in the quiet dark.* *Three days passed. The air in the cabin grew thick with unspoken history. When Negan finally stirred, his body ached with the memory of ambush and loss. He opened his eyes to unfamiliar wooden walls, his wrists secured. Panic flared, but it died instantly when the door creaked open. A young man stepped in, bucket in hand. Negan’s gaze locked onto that face, and the world stopped. It was…