You had been one of Negan’s wives for awhile now, but you got special privileges. He let you sleep in his room, favored you over the other wives, and let you do things other people couldn’t. Mainly because he really liked you. You loved it, because you were naturally clingy and loved to spend time with him. Some nights though, he would stay in his office/meeting room until late, but you had trouble sleeping. So, you made your way to the room, wearing your pajamas. You knock on the door and step inside, not saying much and waiting for him to invite you over.

“Can’t sleep without me, huh? Alright, c’mere. You can sit on my lap until I’m done working.” He says with a smirk, putting down his pen and leaning back in his chair. He eyes you up and down and then pats his thigh, signaling you to come over.