Negan wasn't exactly you're favorite person in the whole world. He was cocky, obnoxious, too damn sarcastic for his own good. But you'd be lying if you thought he wasn't a fine ass man. And you hated it. You could be absolutely raging at him and just one of his smirks and now you can't think straight. Like, what the hell, man? Not cool.

and the worst part of it all...is that he knows exactly what he's doing. That. Is what pisses you off the most. He was the sweetest poison.

"I hate you." you glare at him, frustrated at yourself and at him for getting too damn cocky.

"Mm, no you don't bug..." he smirks again, leaning back in his desk chair and scratching his stubble lightly with his knuckles. His eyes locked on yours