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pedroscurls · 8 years ago

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@memphisgirl1977 requested: Shelby is a survivor and has seen Negan many times and she has really become attracted to him but he does not notice her. Rick asks Negan to release Daryl and Negan agrees for someone else in pllace of him. Shelby agrees to go. Back at the sanctuary Negan starts to notice her.

Word Count: 2,270 Author's Note: This was actually fun to write! No warnings, aside from the usual cursing that comes with Negan’s colorful personality! I also changed it a bit so that Shelby was attracted to him from the get-go rather than seeing him many times, so I hope that’s okay :( Regardless, thanks for the request, @memphisgirl1977 and I hope this okay!! Maybe I’ll add a second part to it for smut, but for now, I think this will do! :)

Shelby didn’t know what to feel. At first, she absolutely despised him. She hated for what he did to their group. She hated that half of their supplies was going to him.

But when he made a surprise visit, Shelby finally laid eyes on this man called Negan.

She didn’t know why she was attracted to some man that was currently causing their group trouble. He murdered Glenn. He murdered Abraham. She shouldn’t find him hot, but when he grinned and she took notice of his dimples, it was game over.

Shelby always had a weak spot for dimples.

She hurriedly walked back to her house, hoping that she didn’t have to see him. One glance was enough. It had been a long time since she felt attracted to a man after the outbreak. She had been living in Alexandria long before Rick came along, but that didn’t mean her loyalty wasn’t justified.

She had already chosen a side and that side was with Rick.

Shelby was just about to lock her door when she noticed a couple of men step into her house. Before she could do anything, they began to ransack her entire place, not caring about the mess they were making.

“Can you please – Just stop…” She begged.

One of the men laughed, ignoring her words and grabbing some books from her shelf and tossing it to the floor carelessly.

Shelby bit her lower lip, walking out of her house to sit at the stairs of her porch. She saw Negan and Rick walking by and her eyes immediately found the man clad in a leather jacket. He didn’t even spare her a glance.

She sighed, flinching at the sounds of her shelf hitting the ground. Standing from where the stairs, she bolted away from her home in hopes to avoid the Saviors.

Then she saw Daryl.

He looked miserable. He was clad in sweatpants and a crewneck sweater that were the same color. His sweater had a letter spray painted on it and from her point of view, it looked like a uniform that belonged for a prisoner.

“Daryl…” She whispered.

One of the Saviors heard her voice, instantly slapping her across the face.

“He’s the help. Do not talk to him. Do not look at him. Let him do his job before Negan comes here and makes it worse for everyone.”

Shelby looked up at the man, tears filling her eyes.

“O – Okay…”

Shelby managed to stay in the infirmary until she was sure that Negan and his men finished ransacking the entire place. When she stepped out, she felt tears brim her eyes. Before Rick came along, the only thing they had to worry about were the walls breaking.

Now half of their supplies belonged to Negan and it didn’t seem fair.

Shelby followed Negan and Rick towards the front of the gates, keeping a reasonable distance between herself and the two. She couldn’t take her eyes off of Negan, but she had to wonder why he hadn’t glanced at her at all.

“I would like to ask you if I can have Daryl back,” Rick said, taking Shelby out of her thoughts.

Negan narrowed his eyes, chuckling. “Why would I do that?”

“We will cooperate, Negan. We will do as you ask.”

Negan glanced around the crowd, his eyes finally catching sight of Shelby. He grinned, arching his brow.

“On one fucking condition,” he said.

Rick cleared his throat. He didn’t know if he should negotiate with the man that was capable of killing him right then and there, but when he looked over at Daryl, Rick knew he had no choice.

“As long as we get Daryl back.”

Negan smirked, “As long as you give me someone to take his place.”

Rick tightened his jaw. He didn’t know what he should do. No one would step forward and take Daryl’s place and he certainly wasn’t going to throw someone under the bus.

“That’s unacc –”

“I’ll do it!” Shelby interrupted, stepping forward. She knew that her absence wouldn’t be a big deal compared to Daryl leaving. Besides, she figured if Daryl was back at Alexandria, then Rick would have a better chance of taking Negan down.

“Well, fuck, doll. Look at you saving the goddamn day. What’s your name?” Negan grinned.

Shelby cleared her throat. She couldn’t handle his eyes staring at her.

“S – Shelby…”

“That’s a cute fucking name. I’m Negan, but I’m going to assume you already knew that.”

She simply nodded.

“Shelby, you don’t have to do this,” Rick said.

Negan looked down at her before his eyes moved back to Rick. “Well, what the fuck do you want, Rick? Beggars cannot be fucking choosers, you know.”

“This isn’t up for debate. I’m taking Daryl’s place. That’s final,” Shelby said.

Negan clicked his tongue, grinning down at her.

“I like you.”

Shelby cleared her throat. She couldn’t make it known that she had already fantasized about him.

“Is that so? I don’t,” she lied.

Negan laughed, stepping forward in her personal space. His lips hovered against her ear, whispering quietly so that she would be the only one to hear his voice.

“I can see the way you’re looking at me, sweetheart. Don’t lie to me.”

When he pulled back, Shelby kept her eyes downcast. Negan knew he was right from the way she was avoiding his gaze and her sudden silence.

“Can I at least get my things?” Shelby asked.

Negan shook his head, motioning for his men to release Daryl.

“Nope. I think I’ve got a perfect place for you back at the Sanctuary, Shelby.”

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When she arrived at the Sanctuary, Shelby kept thinking about all the possibilities that she was being driven to her grave. She fidgeted in her seat, biting her lower lip from behind the bag that was placed over her head. Negan was smart. He didn’t want her knowing where they were located just in case she was to escape.

“I’m going to have one of my wives give you a tour of my humble abode, doll! Afterwards, you can meet me in my office. We’ve got a lot of shit to talk about.”

Shelby wanted to stay by his side. Aside from his good looks, she just felt safer with him near. Though, once inside the factory – or rather the “Sanctuary” – she couldn’t believe the amount of people living here.

She was sure that most were dead, but here they were – trying to make a living for themselves again.

Suddenly, a brown-haired woman dressed in a black dress and heels approached her. She offered Shelby a polite smile.

“Hi. I’m Sherry.”

“I’m S – Shelby…”

Shelby was glancing her surroundings when Sherry began talking about the point system. She seemed to deviate at other jobs aside from being a Savior or working for points. Shelby had to wonder if it had to do with her attire.

As Sherry was giving Shelby a tour, Shelby couldn’t help but wonder where Negan was. It felt wrong to be attracted to the same man that killed people from her old group, but she couldn’t help her feelings.

Shelby almost bumped into Sherry once she stopped in front of Negan’s door. She gently knocked and Shelby bit her lower lip, anxiously waiting to see the man that she was currently fantasizing about.

When the door opened, Shelby bit her lower lip. He wasn’t wearing his leather jacket, but as her eyes scanned the room, she noticed it hanging at the seat.

“Come in. Sherry, thank you for showing her around. Maybe you two will get closer after I have a little talk with her.”

Sherry nodded, leaving Shelby alone with Negan.

This was what she wanted, but Shelby didn’t know what to feel. Now that she was finally alone with him all Shelby wanted to do was leave. She didn’t know what she was thinking when she volunteered to take Daryl’s place.

“Take a seat. Relax.” Negan said, motioning to a seat.

Shelby sat down, bringing her hands to her lap.

“What – Am I going to do what Daryl did?”

Negan chuckled, shaking his head. “You kidding me? Have you seen yourself, doll? There’s no way in hell that you’re going to have a job like Daryl’s. Though, I will give you a few options.”

“I’ll work for points. I’ll earn my keep,” Shelby said instantly.

“Well, at least I know you’ll pull your own weight, but there’s another option I would like for you to reconsider.”

“I’m not going to become a Savior,” she replied.

“That’s not what I’m implying, doll,” Negan said.

“What are you implying then? Sherry only told me about working for points and a position as a Savior. What else is there?”

“Well, Sherry is my wife. You see, I’ve got four others. I was wondering if you’d like to be my sixth? You won’t have to work for points. You get what you want whenever you want it.”

“A – A wife? Me?”

Negan nodded, grinning. “That is what I said, yes.”

“I don’t think – I don’t even know you,” Shelby said.

“You don’t have to know me to be my wife. I provide for you. I keep you safe.”

“At what cost?” Shelby quipped.

“Whoa. We won’t do anything you aren’t fucking comfortable with. I may have killed your friends, but that doesn’t make me lose all my morals. I’ll give you some time to think about it, doll. I’ll have Sherry escort you to your room.”

She stood from her seat, walking towards the door before she glanced over at Negan.

“My answer is going to be no,” she said, biting her lower lip.

Negan grinned, “That’s not what your face is saying.”

“My face said something? Did I say something?”

Negan narrowed his eyes. “Mm, you are sassy, aren’t you?”

Shelby shrugged, leaving the room before she got herself into any more trouble. She saw Sherry waiting for her at the stairs, walking to her before she led Shelby to a room a floor below. As Shelby looked around, she felt oddly at home.

It was small enough to give a cozy vibe.

“Did Negan ask you to be his wife?” Sherry asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“He did. I said no,” Shelby replied. When Sherry left her room, she sighed. She walked to the door and hesitantly locked it – force of habit.

Shelby sat at the edge of the bed, her mind drifting back to the people in Alexandria. Then it drifted to the man who proposed to her after hours of meeting her. She had to wonder what his true intentions were.

She was brought out of her thoughts when she heard a loud knock at her door, causing her to flinch.

“W – Who is it?” She asked, looking around her room and spotting a vase.

“Open the fucking door, Shelby.”

It was Negan.

She cleared her throat and unlocked the door, allowing him to step inside once she opened it for him. Negan eyed her carefully when he noticed that she was gripping the vase in a tight grip.

“Trying to hurt some of my men, doll?”

“I’ve gotta be prepared.”

“I like that,” Negan grinned. He sat at the single sofa, leaning back against the soft cushions as he let Lucille rest on his lap.

“Tell me, Shelby. Why did you volunteer to take Daryl’s place? You’d have to be fucking stupid to do that. Got a thing with him and you want to be the hero, or what?”

Shelby immediately shook her head. Sure, Daryl was attractive, but he was usually standoffish with her. In fact, many people didn’t really notice her.

“I’d say you’re stupid to have let Rick take Daryl back. Do you think I’m important to them, Negan?”

Negan narrowed his eyes. “And you aren’t?”

“I do the inventory with Olivia, that’s all.”

“You mean the chick who almost died today because Rick was being careless?”

Shelby sighed, nodding.

“Well, doll, I’m sure we’ll find something you’re good at here in the Sanctuary. You have time to think over my offer?”

“I’m just settling into my own room. Besides, I already said no.”

“Then how come I get the feeling that you’re lying?”

“Maybe your intuition isn’t as great as you think it is.”

“You’re looking at me like you want to fucking undress me, Shelby. You’ve been doing that ever since you saw me back at Alexandria. Don’t think I didn’t notice you. It’s my job as a leader to be alert,” Negan said.

Shelby cleared her throat. She thought she was being sneaky – apparently not.

“I can’t think a man is handsome? There’s gotta be some underlying message?” Shelby questioned.

Negan stood up, leaning down to let his lips rest near her ear. Shelby shivered at the feel of his hot breath against her.

“I’m going to keep my eye on you, Shelby.”

She bit her lower lip, shutting her eyes and reveling in the close proximity and his deep voice. When he pulled back to look down at her, he smirked.

“I’m working for points,” she said.

“For now maybe. It’ll be just a matter of time until I have you knocking at my door, asking to become my wife. Don’t worry. I’ve got all the time in the fucking world. Get some rest, Shelby. You’ve got a big damn day tomorrow,” Negan said, propping Lucille onto his shoulder.

He sauntered out of her room with absolute confidence before looking back over to her with a dimpled grin and a playful wink.

Yeah.

Shelby was in trouble.

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