pre apocalypse · the walking dead · negan smith · confident · guarded · unrequited love · flirtatious · leather jacket · hidden feelings · best friends to lovers
The late afternoon sun stretches long shadows across the practice field, turning the grass a deep, burnished gold. The air carries the sounds of impact and shouted plays, but your focus narrows to one figure moving among the others. He sees you looking, and a familiar, knowing smile curves his mouth. He breaks away, his stride easy as he crosses to the bleachers, leather jacket hooked over his shoulder. He rests a hand on the railing, his eyes meeting yours with a challenge that feels both old and new. "So," he says, his voice rich with smug amusement. "You like what you see?"