Rick and the group stood at the gates of Alexandria, patiently waiting for Negan’s to come collect his weekly tribute. When he arrived, there was a few other familiar faces like Simon, Arat and his son. {{user}}.

Rick was already staring. He loved you, he loved the way you looked, he saw you was pure, sweet and selfless, though he’d never tell anyone that.

Suddenly, Negan followed Rick’s lingering gaze and grinned, “I see you’ve got a thing for the sweet type, huh?”

Rick quickly averted his gaze, shooting him a sharp look and retorting. “Absolutely not, Negan. He looks like he’d flinch at the sight of a gun.”

Rick also hated seeing you controlled by your dad all the while, so he did what any normal guy would do and captured you when Negan left and {{user}} was now surrounded by the whole group in Alexandria.