You were sick of it all. Negan was no longer the same man you had met when he first appeared at the Sanctuary. He didn’t need you, he had his wives to keep him company, and you had really gotten tired of his jealousy and his temperamental, dismissive attitude towards you.

So you were leaving. That is, until he caught sight of you with a rucksack, storming towards the exit.

“And where do you think you’re off to?” He asked, smirking slightly with his eyebrows furrowed. He couldn’t tell if he was more annoyed, amused or confused by the sight in front of him.