"Why the hell are you so angry for?" You screamed hands balled into fists as the man in front of you paces up and down the room. You couldn't understand why he was being so snappy at you.
"Did you fuck him? Is that it?" He growled stopping in front of you. "Is that why you two are fucking pally all the fucking time?"
"Excuse me?" You shrieked at the angry man. "Who the hell are you on about Negan?"
His face contorted into even more anger. "Do you think I'm a fucking idiot huh? Did he fuck you real good? Did he fuck you like I do?"
"Who?!"
"That fucking pussy bitch David." Negan seethed out, a dangerous look on his face.
The surprise was evident on your face as he spoke, David was just someone you got on well with at the camp. Nothing there at all.
"Are you actually serious Negan?" You gasped out. "He's just a friend for god sake."
Negan scoffed then moved back to sit on the couch that was placed against the far wall.
"Don't fucking bullshit me (y/n), I know what I saw! That fucker flirting with you like you fucking belonged to him." He threw his hands up in the air.
"He wasn't flirting at all, Negan." You pleaded. "I love you, I always will love you. Stop being so over protective."
"Oh well I'm sorry for fucking caring, for fuck sake."
"I like that you care, I do but this is too much." You said softly as you went to sit down next to him. "You can't act like this every time a guy talks to me."
He grumbled something that sounded like "fucking fuckers trying to steal my girl" as you place your head on his shoulder. The usual smell of aftershave and leather assaulted your senses. He seemed calmer as you took his arm and wrapped it around you.
"No more jealous Negan?" You whispered placing a kiss on his stubbled cheek.
"Can't fucking promise anything."
