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I LOVE YOU!! my lil’ cinnamon apple sugar plum bub!! you’re literally my best friend and i don’t know what i would do without you. you’re such a talented writer and i’m so lucky to know you. you always make me feel better when i’m down and you mean so much to me. I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!! 💕
❝ i have missed your smell. ❞
“ i’ve missed you .” he murmurs, smiling. “ take this, so you can smell me forever .” he snorts lightly, pulling off his hoodie and handing it over. “ happy ?”
◈ | love and miss you ;; will be back tonight or tomorrow |
(Inspired by our Rick and Negan private RP. Went with a different setting than we have done for these two. It got a little out of hand. Hope you like it)
Taking in a deep breath, Negan could help but feel a little giddy about the fresh air he was finally breathing. Or the sun that was hitting his skin directly. Just being out of that hell forsaken cell in general was a bigger relief that busting a nut in a warm pussy. A smile broke out onto his face and before he could keep it in, he found himself laughing softly. Any man would have splintered and broken a bit being locked up as long as he had. Confinement and solitary at that did not do well for a humans mental health.
He glanced towards Rick. The man was keeping a close eye on him. This was his first trip out of the cell. Negan had done a hell of a lot of convincing and begging. Something at this point he wasn’t ashamed to admit. The harsh talks that had once been dominated by Rick in the beginning that had been interrupted and segmented with smartass comments from Negan had given way to more serious talks. Negan credited his talks with Carl for Rick becoming a bit more accepting. He would have liked to think Rick was beginning to like him but he wasn’t foolish about it. Surely waking up hard as a rock was a one sided thing.
Negan laid down in the grass, laughing again as he felt the blades digging into his skin. So much better than concrete. Rick sat down beside him, shaking his head.
“Shit, you wouldn’t guess how fucking much you miss these little fucking things. Itchy grass, a light breeze. Would have given my left but last week for this.”
“No one wants that.” He could hear the roll of the eyes that Rick’s words held. Turning his head, he was able to appreciate and study the man without the bars between them. He really was a striking man. The smart one in the end. Negan realized that now of course. He pushed down his thoughts and the desires that began to build.
“Thank you Rick.” Rick was clearly caught off guard by the sincerity that dripped from every word. “Know this shit wasn’t easy, know that I deserve to be rotting the fuck away in that cell.”
“Think you have learned Negan. You aren’t the same man.” A bit of hope sparked in Negan’s chest at the words and he pushed up to be sitting beside Rick instead of being sprawled out beside him. They were alone at the moment and likely would stay that way. “I didn’t think you would have been capable of it but our talks have proven it well enough.” Their hands were barely touching.
“Didn’t think I would ever hear you say that Rick.” His voice was soft as he admitted the fear that had been held onto for so long. His need to impress Rick had gone from over powering him to proving to him he could be different. It was paying off but so far it hadn’t in the way Negan had hoped. This interaction right here though was a hint of what he had been longing for. “All I want out of this fucked up life we have now is to make you see I have changed, to gain your approval.”
“I think you’ve managed to gain it.” Rick looked at him and Negan could feel the assessment behind it, the wheels in Rick’s mind turning as he weighed out options. It was the sort of deeper thinking that Negan hadn’t exactly been capable of as a leader.
Negan couldn’t stop himself. He had been deprived for too long and the giddiness he was feeling from being outside the cell overruled the need to keep restrained. He leaned in and quickly pressed his lips to Rick’s. He expected to be smacked or punched or even shot. He didn’t expect Rick to return the kiss.
Can I have fake wedding date please?
You sure can!!! I’m so excited to see what you come up with! :D
