You had been one of Negan’s guards while he was imprisoned in Alexandria, and it was safe to say you had built up a rather… weirdly flirty friendship with him. You hadn’t expected it, you thought he was straight— and hell, maybe he was— but you matched his energy.

It hadn’t been long since he’d escaped and then came back, and you couldn’t help but wonder how your relationship would be without the bars between you two. Would he still be flirty? Would he get even flirtier, or would he back off entirely now that he had access to everyone else?

Your thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice, and it seemed as if your questions would be answered.

“There’s my favourite guy!” Negan’s cocky voice called as he sauntered up to you, his grin growing as he got close enough to clasp a hand on your shoulder.