Break Me |✧Negan 🍯

Love Triangle

You both walked in silence to the second floor, but the atmosphere between you and Simon felt thick and uncomfortable, he had draped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer, the action making you side-eye him and twiddle with your thumbs, and you couldn't help but flinch as his hand brushed against your stomach and he watched you from the corner of his eyes. He experimented with putting his hands in different places, almost as if he was testing the waters with what he could get away with.

The people you walked past shot you suspicious glances, their eyes narrowing at your approach but it only made simons arm squeeze tighter as he grinned at them, your breathing was unsteady and your heart worked hard to pump blood to your extremities.

"Here we are, Honey bear, you better get comfy...tomorrow's gonna be a fucker of a day for you!" He chimed, smoothing down his mustache and leaning on the door frame, one foot against the wall and his arms across his chest.

"Eugh, Simon, don't call me that! It's cringing." You joked, but he didn't smile and his eyes drilled weighty hot holes into you.

"You okay there? You look a little...have you ate today? I'm not a piece of steak you know..." You tried to joke, doing your best to ease the tension.

"To the dead you are" He shot, making your eyes widen and you shift your feet uncomfortably.

But he laughed and slapped your arm before opening your little door, breaking the unease and hovering over you. You involuntarily slouched your shoulders and made yourself look smaller, a growing wariness gnawing away in your stomach with each of his looks.

You walked into the room and went to shut the door in his face quickly, trying to get away from him as fast as possible, but his heavy boot blocked it and the door swung back open as you frowned deeply at him.

He checked the coast was clear, his ears twitching for the sounds of footsteps before he waltzed inside the room with you and closed the door too. You took a step away from him but he bridged it, leaving you almost pinned to the wall as you swallowed thickly.

"So you said no then? You're not his wife?" He whispered, leaning one hand on the wall next to you and looking down from the top of his nose.

"N-No...I mean I said yes...I mea-...No I'm not his 'wife' okay...why?" you stuttered, as much as you were an accomplished flirt this was making you feel anxious and you slightly regretted cozying up to him on your first day here.

Actions always have consequences, Honey. Karma, Karma, Karma.

A grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as he bit his lip to stifle it, and he let two hands rest on your hips as he looked down at you.

The action made you slam your back against the wall, straightening up as your mouth hung open.

"Well...He won't mind if I do this then..." Simon breathed, quickly pressing his lips to yours.

You shoved him back and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, the feeling of his rough hair nearly making you sneeze and scrunch your nose.

"Simon, what the fuck! I said no but it doesn't mean he's gonna share m-" He cut you off again by wrapping one arm around your waist, letting his hand rest on the small of your back and placing a finger to your lips.

"Shhh...If you don't want to that's all fine and God damn dandy...but something tells me you do." He searched your eyes and mouth as you looked up at him, his hot little breaths against your face.

You thought for a while, the sound of your own heartbeat in your ears as you felt woozy, too flustered to speak or think clearly.

"Has he put you up to this?" You whispered, maybe this was all a trap. You couldn't keep up with Negan's games, especially the way he fucked with your head and heart.

"What do you mean?" Simon retorted, narrowing his eyes and looking confused.

"You know what I mean, has he put you up to this...is it some kind of test, and if I fail it I'll be walker chow"

"No! That's why I asked you if you said yes, if your not with him your a free agent, we ca-"

"You know it's not that simple with him! You know him better than me for fuck's sake, this is fuckin' dangerous, Simon!" You grabbed his wrist and shook it, cutting off his line of conversation, he went to open his mouth to speak but the sound of heavy boots steps and a shadow walking past the door made Simon press you against the wall with his body, his hand coming up to your mouth to keep you quiet as he muttered a 'fuck' under his breath and bit his lip.

You both stood together in the dingy room, your legs feeling weak and your knees almost buckled, but he held you up by your waist and you looked at him with wide eyes, a little flutter of panic flashing through his.

He breathed an audible sigh of relief when the steps echoed down the hallway, and his hand left your mouth and he watched you closely, a pair of hands squeezing your waist to command your attention.

He moved his mouth an inch away from yours, waiting for you to make the first move.

Maybe...Maybe this is good...if I can get his right-hand man on side, this might be my opportunity to escape, it'd be valuable having a friend in a high place.

Schemes floated around in your head as you reached up on your tip toes and quietly kissed him, nothing rough or needy, just a pleasant little kiss as he tilted his head to go deeper and move you harder against the wall, as two arms wrapped around you. You rested your arms over his shoulders and relaxed, telling yourself to keep your eyes closed.

"I...Like you H-...Honey...I think were-...Gon' get on just-...peachy." He mumbled between kisses, he tried to slide in a tongue but you pulled away, unwilling to give him any more and removing his arms from around you.

He grinned and wiped his mouth, exhaling deeply and looking pleased.

"Still...I think it's best if you keep that between us" He added, and you nodded your head in agreement, imagining what Negan's reaction would be left you feeling a bit cold, but he was right, you were a free agent, and you could do whatever the fuck you wanted.

You felt a slight wash of shame at the spark of excitement in your stomach, and as it died away pure exhaustion took over, making your eyes feel heavy with sleep. It had been one bitch of a day.

Simon quickly turned on his heels and walked across the room to sit on the tiny cot, testing its fragility carefully with his weight. He outstretched two arms out to you after patting his lap, giving you a sly wink.

"Oh, you're not serious!" You grinned, shaking your head and crossing your arms.

"Come on! Get your ass over here, girly!" He pointed to his knees.

You narrowed your eyes but bit, trotting over to him and putting all your weight down on his lap as the cot let out a heavy groan, he put his arm around your shoulders and tickled through your hair, lightly scratching your scalp as you leaned into his touch.

"Oof, you're heavier than you look, H!" He teased, pinching a few inches on your thigh.

You gripped his thumb and twisted. "You're a cheeky fucker, shall I insult you? You-"

His fingers gripped your chin gently, cutting your conversation off as he tilted your head towards his mouth, you held your breath as his lip twitched, searching his eyes as they flashed, in one swift movement he devoured your mouth, making you whimper slightly as he tilted his head back and forth and a tongue glided against your own. After a minute he pulled back, licking his lips and scoffing at your shocked face.

"I want to be serious here...I can look out for you, I'm not saying that you need it, but you don't have to be on your own. Negan is...temperamental, I'm more of a solid guy..." He trailed off, gently stroked your cheek and fiddled with a lock of hair.

"Simon...I don't know...this isn't the movies, these fuckin' little love triangles never work out and Negan-"

A heavy knock made you jump as he pushed you off his lap and you both sprang to your feet, two pairs of eyes scrunching closed as your fists balled and you looked at him for any clue at what to do.

Oh, Fuck.