you and negan never had a hated relationship, like he did with all the others. it was the opposite, really. You were close--- closer than he's ever been with someone in a long while.

it's pitch black outside, as the night lingers in, comes a cold spring breeze. there's no walkers around, it's calm.

he notices you're cold, freezing. You're wearing only a t-shirt. He looks at you and takes his flannel off, handing it to you. "Here, take this.." he puts it over you. "there you go..."