another gay fuckin edit I did for my ao3 Regan fic... I’m obsessed idc
The first 7 chapters of my Regan fic are out, I’m currently working on the eighth and getting it ready for publishing rn! Gonna spruce up the summary in a bit but yeah... lots of angst and brooding, and a hell of a slow burn 🔥
but it’s worth it 👀
Here’s a little blurb from Chapter 7... incase anyone was interested but unsure!
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“You are definitely the bitchiest morning person I’ve ever seen.” Rick commented, they’d pulled on their underwear halfway through the night, after the dampness from the rain had begun to seep in and the fire had been reduced to nothing but embers.
Now, in the early hours of the morning they sat, just outside of the barn, watching the sun come up for what might be one of the last times for the next couple of months. “You’ve got to be shittin’ me, I’m fuckin’ delightful, see? If I was a bitchy mornin’ person I would’ve told you to fuck off when you tried to wake me up.”
There was a scoff from Rick. “You did tell me to fuck off, dumbass. Shootin’ your mouth off like that, I should’ve left while you slept.”
Negan sucked in the crisp morning air through his teeth at the barb. “You’re damn near breakin’ my heart, Rick Grimes.” Rick grinned at him, shaking out his head of slinky curls. The sun would shine on them today, lending them it’s warmth before it went away for the next few months.
“I warned ya.” Rick shrugged afterwards, eyes flickering towards the orange colour on the horizon line, beginning to mix in with the pink ever so subtly. “Didn’t I?
Negan stared at his side profile for a moment, watching the morning light emphasize his features before he grinned, shaking his head in disapproval at their bantering. “Yeah,” His eyes flickered to the horizon. “You did.”
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