Negan’s Obsession: Ch. 5- Negan Becomes Obsessed
Negan x Reader
Warnings: Negan being a little creepy, Language, a little bit of angst(?)
You had just finished taking a shower and were putting on a large shirt and underwear. You stepped out of your bathroom to see Negan sitting on the couch. “Jesus fucking Christ!” You yelp. "That’s not my name, but you’ll learn to say my name.” He said with a wink. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You shout.
“I just wanted to fucking see you. Damn, doll. Didn’t know it was a fucking crime.” He said running a hand over his beard. “You broke into my room!” You shouted getting into his face.
“Your room? Doll, I fucking own this place, this room, and I own YOU.” He said glaring down at you, his eyes grew dark. “You don’t own me. I am not your property.” You were not going to back down from him. “Oh, darlin’. I own you no matter what you think. You. Are. Mine.” Negan said getting into your personal space.