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He should’ve seen this one coming. Rick Grimes pissed him off, frustrated the absolute fuck out of him… but hell, he was attractive. Negan could admit that. He’d spent enough time in the man’s personal space to notice those piercing eyes of his and the fight always burning from behind them; the way his clothes fit around his body; the slight sway of the hips when he walked; the shape of his lips… Negan might’ve noticed that a little too much.
And as grating as the man was on his nerves, all of their arguing, their banter, everything they did to piss each other off— part of Negan enjoyed it. Part of him was painfully aware that he looked forward to their encounters, however they may turn out. Even after all the time and energy spent on beating the man down, in the end Negan still saw him as some sort of equal, someone that could match him, take him on. A threat, yes, but when it was just the two of them it was tense and exciting.
Fuckin’ Rick Grimes, of all people, managed to stimulate and intrigue every fucking part of him, whether he liked it or not.
And it wasn’t like he never thought about it before.
“… Shit, maybe if he wanted it.”