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neganandblake · 6 years ago

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I think I liked you better when you didn’t have a knife in your hand, Peaches... Chapter 189- Good morning kisses

When Blake finds herself sold out to the Saviours by her abusive fiancé, she realises that she’s certainly not on her own anymore and finds an unlikely friend in Negan. And Negan does NOT like men who beat their girlfriends, one tiny bit….

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Chapter 189 - Good morning kisses

[Facing the aftermath of the previous evening, Negan is in need of a lie-in.]

A soft dawn sunlight trickled in through the large windows on the far end of Negan and Blake's lengthy room, illuminating the dark-haired man who lay alone in the bed, covers rumpled around him, frowning face burrowed into a white pillow that was squashed beneath his head.

Blake who was up and dressed already, and sat on the floor playing dolls with Mia, smiled, peering up and watching as Negan shifted a little beneath the white sheets, waking groggily from his slumber.

"Wanna go give daddy a good morning kiss, baby?" whispered Blake deviously to the toddler sat beside her.

Mia chanced a glance over her shoulder at the sleeping Negan, before nodding excitedly and instantly getting to her feet, waddling over to the bed on chubby legs.

Today was a new day, Blake thought.

The troubling events of last night still sat heavy in her mind, of course they did. But today, well, she wanted to start afresh.

Just them. Just the Saviours.

Any bridges between her and the Alexandrians, thanks to Rick, had been well and truly burned. But that was ok.

They would be ok.

They didn't need anyone else, Blake knew that now.

The blonde woman smiled, pulling herself to her feet with a stiff groan, brushing her hands down on the back of her tight indigo jeans. She sighed gently, before moving quickly over to Mia and hauling her up beneath her armpits and dumping her down onto the mattress beside the the dark-haired Saviour, who was blatantly awake but trying to hide it, lying on his front now and grizzling into his pillow, his face obscured from view.

"Come on, daddy," Blake urged in a gentle teasing voice. "Wakey, wakey."

"Yea!" said Mia happily, crawling on top of Negan's back, her tiny knees digging into his spine. "Wayki, Wayki, Eggy!"

Blake laughed, tucking strand of long blonde hair behind her ear and coming to perch on the end of the bed beside the pair.

Negan gave a muffled groan.

"Daddy ain't awake yet, Beansprout," came his voice, heavy with sleep, but with a hint of playfulness residing there.

At this Mia squeaked with delight. "Yesh, yoo are! Yoo are awaik, Daddy! I 'ear yoo!"

"You must be imaginin' it," he muttered again.

But this only caused Mia to giggle and lean her tiny lips into his large ear, tugging at his earlobe with her pudgy fingers.

"Noh, n-noh….I noht. Naw waik up!" she muttered bossily into his ear as though telling him an important secret.

And it was only when she had pulled away and slid off of him, coming to rest on her bendy knees and peering at him expectantly, did Negan finally mutter a grizzled "Alright, Alright," and turn his head to face the pair of them, cocking a dark and frowning eyebrow up at Mia.

He was silent for a moment or two, before speaking.

"Am I gettin' that kiss then, Pipsqueak?"

Blake smiled, her heart feeling close to bursting, as Mia gave yet another happy giggle and pressed a drooly and loud kiss to Negan's cheek.

He grinned, swiping at his cheek with his hand as his eyes met with the blonde's finally.

"Is Daddy gonna get a kiss from Momma too?" he growled out, his dark eyes glinting with something.

And Blake could think of nothing she wanted more at that very moment than to oblige, smirking, as she rolled her eyes and leaned in, kissing gently at Negan's cheek just over the place where Mia had kissed him a second or two ago.

She pulled back slowly as Negan shifted around under the covers, his own grinning lips brushing against hers teasingly.

"Can I get woken up like this every fuckin' mornin', Peaches…" he asked in a lazy voice.

But Blake just smiled in return, nuzzling her nose to his.

"Not a chance," she purred, pressing a feather-light kiss to either side of his mouth teasingly. "You've got a community to run. But I, on the other hand, am the one who needs her beauty sleep."

With that, she pulled away, sitting back against her knees, pressing her hands to her lap, as Negan let out a long sigh, marvelling at her with a wide smirk.

"You get any more fuckin' beautuful, Darlin' an' I'm gonna have to think about lockin' you back up that cell downstairs for safe-keepin'," he growled.

But the dark-haired man was instantly hit with a pillow colliding with his face.

"You dare, Negan," came Blake's sing-song voice, as she slid from the bed, moving over to the closet just a few feet away from the four-poster, and opening its wide oak doors.

Negan shifted onto his side and propped up his head with his hand to watch as the blonde began to fuss with her hair, gazing intently at her own reflection with a pout.

"I was thinking..." said Blake after a few long moments of comfortable silence had passed, while Mia attempted to squeeze herself, head-first, between the gap between Negan's head and elbow. Negan saw the blonde's green eyes meet his in the reflection. "...after all that stuff last night…"

Her gaze left his for a mere second almost shamefully, before travelling back up again.

"...how about we go on a run out today? That way we can spend some time together AND take out any pent up frustration on any walkers we see. I mean, it's been a while, right?"

Negan gave a small, bemused frown at this, but Blake continued anyway, piling all her hair up onto her head before letting it fall carelessly back down onto her shoulders.

"Tan told me Mia's got a playdate with one of the kids from downstairs anyway, so...I dunno...I just thought it would give us a chance for some alone time," she finished turning to face him now and giving a small shrug, waiting for his reaction.

Blake half expected him to put his foot down and say no. For why the hell did he have to keep obliging all of Blake's whimful ideas?

But to her surprise Negan merely pursed his lips together, thinking for a moment, as he prised Mia's butt out from under his arm carefully, before answering with a slow nod.

"A road trip, huh?" he mused with a sniff. "Well I guess it couldn' do no harm. As long as you promise to stick with me the whole fuckin' time, Darlin'-"

He pointed a warning finger at Blake who merely smirked, rolling her eyes.

"Cause' I know what you're like for wanderin' off, an' gettin' that oh-so-fine ass of yours into all sortsa' trouble."

Blake offered him an innocent look in return.

"As if I'd do anything of the sort," she smirked, closing the closet door and wandering back over to them, hips swaying as she went.

And Negan could only narrow his dark eyes, letting a grin encapsulate his long face as she watched her entranced.

"Well I guess it's a damn date then," he replied, lifting his chin as Blake leaned in towards him, her smiling lips brushing against his.

"I guess it is," she murmured back, before kissing Negan gently.

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Sorry, just a short one today!

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neganandblake · 6 years ago

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Schoolyard Crush-

A Negan & Blake AU

Released from the confines of his prison, Negan is slowly settling into community life at Alexandria. But what happens when Judith’s teacher catches his eye? Can Negan really fall for someone, after so long spent alone?

“So you sticking around then? For good this time?” asked Judith as she walked in step with Negan through the streets of Alexandria.

The dark-haired man, with a baseball cap pulled low over his head, just grinned.

“Depends��”

“On what?” Asked Judith peering up at him through narrowed eyes.

“Whether or not you’ll stop naggin’ at me if I do,” he replied teasingly, causing the young girl to let out a huff of annoyance.

But before Judith could make to utter a sarcastic response, the pair were interrupted by a familiar face crossing their path.

“Miss Blake!” Exclaimed Judith brightly, Negan angling an eyebrow at the way the young girls demeanour had changed almost instantly.

But he barely had a moment to dwell on that, as he looked up to see a gorgeous blonde woman stood in front of him now, wearing a pretty floral dress down to her knees, with a small child he knew wasn’t likely hers, balanced on her hip.

Negan knew who she was of course, Alexandria’s schoolteacher.

Though he’d never actually met her in person, he knew how hard she worked teaching a class of about twelve kids, all with different ages and learning abilities.

“Oh hi, Judith,” said the woman brightly, before her eyes met with Negan’s brown ones. And for a second her smile flickered a little before she beamed up at him once more. “And you must be the Negan I’ve been hearing so much about from Judith here.”

Negan shot the small girl at his side a look before grinning back up at the blonde.

“Nothin’ bad I hope,” he said his tongue flicking over his lips as he spoke.

But the blonde gave a small playful frown that Negan hadn’t quite been expecting from her.

“Oh all terrible,” she said teasingly, letting out a smirk as she held out her free hand towards him politely.

Negan beamed at this, his eyes grazing her up and down as he took her hand giving it a firm shake.

And it was then, as they looked at each other, did Negan get a tugging sensation at the back of his stomach. A feeling he hadn’t allowed himself in a very long time.

With a blush from Miss Blake’s cheeks the pair separated, the blonde now turning to Judith.

“Class is in an hour,” she said with a kindly smile, brushing her hand over Judith’s cheek warmly. “I’ll see you then.”

“Bye, Miss Blake,” called Judith after her as she walked away, cooing to the baby on her hip as she went.

Negan watched her go with something that resembled awe in across his features.

But he soon gave a loud “Oof,” as he felt a tiny fist collide with his upper arm.

He frowned down at Judith.

“What the hell was that for?” He said, scowling down at her.

“Don’t even think about it,” she said in a warning voice.

“Don’ even think about what, kid?” Negan growled in return rubbing at his arm.

“Miss Blake,” the young girl said starkly. “I saw the way you were looking at her.”

Negan cocked an eyebrow at Judith, grinning.

“So?” he replied in a low voice.

But Judith just pointed at him, jabbing her finger at the place on his arm she had just punched.

“So…she’s way out of your league, and way too pretty for you,” said the young brunette giving a scowl as she began to walk away from him. “Try it, and I’ll get my Mom to put you back in that cell.”

And Negan could only laugh as he stood there alone, on the streets of Alexandria, watching the young girl strut slowly away.

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neganandblake · 6 years ago

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Broken - A Negan & Blake AU

What would happen if Blake had caught Negan cheating on her? Just a short little synopsis fic. Angst/hurt.

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What if Blake returns home for a two day run out with Arat, finding supplies for her garden, wanting to surprise Negan.

But when she gets up to his room, THEIR room, and opens the door she can only gaze in horror at the sight of Negan in bed with another woman.

“Peaches, I-“ he says, scrambling for his clothes. “Damn, shit, I- Y-You said you weren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow-“

But Blake had already turned on her heel and fled. The bottom falling out of her whole world.

She couldn’t breathe, or think, her heart racing inside her ribcage at a hundred miles an hour.

She could hear his footsteps following behind her at a barefooted run, but Blake reached her old room, hurriedly locking the door.

“Peaches,” came Negan’s voice, trying the door handle before knocking hard. “Please let me fuckin’ explain.”

But Blake had merely burst into tears, sliding down the door head in her hands.

Negan had tried for hours to get her to unlock the door and talk to him, but Blake had remained silent, heartbroken….until after hours, she heard his retreating, defeated footsteps disappearing away.

For two long days Negan had brooded around the Sanctuary, the guilt and the pure regret consuming him. He knew how fucking stupid he had been, but all he wanted to do was to talk to Blake to tell her how truly fucking sorry he was.

But when he finally spotted her, walking through the dining hall a day or so later, head held high, the blonde merely ignored him.

“Peaches, please, cant we fucking talk about this?” he had asked upon approaching her. But Blake had looked him dead in the eyes, a coldness and hurt to her gaze.

“No. I don’t want to talk to you, Negan. I trusted you. After all that had happened with David I thought you were different but-“ she trailed off, her eyes brimming with tears. “We’re done, Negan.”

And with that she had turned and walked away from him again, leaving Negan alone.

The hours slipped into days, and the days into weeks, and all the while Blake avoided Negan, keeping to the gardens. Keeping her word about being done with him.

He had come back to his room one night to find her stuff gone, with no trace of her lingering there anymore, making Negan feel more lost and empty than he had ever thought he’d feel without her.

He tried of course to speak to her, on a couple of occasions, but Blake, keeping herself composed, each time, had merely walked away, telling him she was busy.

And the third time that happened, Negan knew that there was only so far he could push her. Only so much he could do.

He had fucked things up. For good, most likely. And a gal like her really did deserve better than an asshole like him.

And so Negan had left her to it. Not wanting to cause her any more hurt and pain by being present in her life. He had gone back to the wives. Gone back to the emptiness of sex and no love.

And life at the Sanctuary went on as normal.

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You guys want a part 2?

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