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Marry Me, Negan - Chapter 1

I honestly didn’t expect a lot of encouraging words from awesome people when I posted about my Negan fic. I am so overwhelmed!!! Thank you so much to the amazing people who sent super kind words and I hope you guys enjoy reading the first chapter!!!

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Also, this isn’t really the first fic I wrote but this’ll be my first time posting one for everyone to read!

Title: Marry Me, Negan

Synopsis: Being tired of constantly having to fight for your life, you decided to offer Negan a proposal. A marriage proposal.

Characters: Negan x You/OC

Warnings: SFW, swearing, eventual smut

Chapter 1 - Say Yes?

“Be my husband.”

It was the first thing you said upon barging into Negan’s bedroom, catching him off guard as he was just about to remove his scarf from his neck. You were well-aware of the fact that his bedroom was the most forbidden place to enter in the entire compound. It was actually one Negan’s rules, to not enter his bedroom no matter how urgent the situation was. Not even his right-hand man was allowed in the room, not unless he was summoned by the man himself. The fact that not even his wives were given access to his room speaks volumes. Negan was a cautious man

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.