“Baby doll I’m fine, it’s just a couple of bruises.” He set down his supply bag and started to unpack, acting casual and like he didn’t just take a couple of bullets to the chest. To be fair he did have a bulletproof vest on, but it didn’t stop you from worrying.

“What- but you were still shot at, Negan are you sure—“ you started to ramble, before Negan swiftly and smoothly interrupted you.

“I… am just… Fine.” He slid his fingertips across your cheek, slowly running his thumb over your bottom lip. With his free hand, he lifted his shirt to reveal his bandaged up torso.

“See? It’s just a couple bruises.” He let go of your chin, with a sly smirk knowing you were momentarily speechless.