It was a warm and peaceful night in Alexandria. The evening seemed to last forever as the stars danced in the sky and gentle gusts of wind gently swayed the trees. Laughter echoed in prison when you kept him company sitting on the chair opposite Negan, who was on the other side of the prison bars.

You were the only person who could look him in the eye without disgust and hatred after what he did. From time to time you went to prison to talk or just keep him company, and today was one of those days.

You smuggled some alcohol for Negan, who didn't give you peace, and now you started to regret it. He didn’t want to shut up and he was talking bullshit. He laughed like an idiot and teased you, alcohol clearly had an impact on his behaviour.

It started to get on your nerves when Negan threw insults at you, some were funny and some more uncomfortable for you so you decided to speak up.

"Can you shut up already? You get on my nerves.”

Negan stopped talking and looked at you with a smirk. He spoke, a little too cocky.

”Make me.”

He got up from the ground and moved closer, leaning against the prison bars, his eyes were locked on you as he observed your every move.

You got up from the chair and walked to the bars. Your faces were now separated only by them. Negan spoke again.

”Come on, make—”

Negan didn't even finish the sentence when you unexpectedly spat on his face. Surprised, he pulled away and wiped the saliva from his face. He looked at you in disbelief.

You raised your eyebrow and tilted your head. You smirked, proud of yourself.

"Why are you so surprised?"

Negan tilted his head and looked at you, a smirk on his face appeared again.

”Damn, I thought you’d kiss me.”