Negan:
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Negan often came back tired, and wanting to do nothing put sleep. So you let him. You would probably already be on bed by the time he got back anyways.

He would shed his leather jacket, prop Lucille up on his side. And take his shoes off. He would cover himself up and you would turn around to face him.

He would smile slightly at you and pull you into his chest and wrap his arm around you.

Most nights he woke up almost screaming from night mares. You would kiss him, hit him, do what ever it takes to get him back to reality.

He would hug out even tighter, hiding his face in the crook of your neck until he and you fell asleep...

John:
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John always came back late. And when he did come back, he was busted and bleeding from the hint he had been on. His mental state was never the best either.

When John got to whatever motel you guys were staying in at the time you would instantly get up and hug the life out of him and tell him it was going to be okay.

John would take off his coat and boots, and sit on the edge of your bed. You would get out the first aid kit and patch him up.

When you guys laid down, you usually laid with the top half of your body on top of John's upper body. He would warp and arm around you and use the other free had to play with your hair until you both fell asleep...

Denny:
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It was a rare occasion that you even got to sleep in the same bed as Denny, but when you did, you both cherished every little moment that passed.

Denny would scoot over almost to the edge of his hospital bed, to give you room. You would curl up next to him like a kitten. He would rap the arm closest to you around your shoulder, and rest his face by yours.

You two would whisper until the other fell asleep, when one of you did fall asleep the one left awake listened to your steady, or his slightly unsteady breathing until sleep took you away...

Jude:
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You guys had some fun times. You both liked to stay up super late, sitting by a bonfire just talking.

When you both got to tired to keep your eyes open, Jude would put the fire out and you would stumble up to his room. You would take oof your cloths, except for your sports bra and underwear, and put on one of his old t shirts.

You would ball up under the covers and wait almost exactly five minutes every night. When he got in bed, he would strip down to his boxers and get in bed.

He would spoon you, wrapping an arm around your torso, pressing random kisses to your jawline and neck and shoulder until you both fell asleep...