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betaofthedead:
Beta wasn’t surprised when Elliot was the one that stayed by his side after the Pack’s demise. Though, he made an effort not to put too much focus on him, to not get attached. After losing his Alpha, Lydia, and the Pack, he could not afford losing anyone or anything else that he cared for. The giant maintained brief interactions with the other, only sparing a word or glance when he had to.
Leaned against the oak, lost in thought over something he didn’t even know, Elliot’s approach broke him out of his trance. A scowl dared to pull at his lips when he got close— a little too close for comfort. The way he stared up at him, it was unlike anything he’d been spared during the past decade. He was used to being gazed upon with nothing but terror in another’s eyes, but there was no fear in the other man’s gaze. It was almost caring in nature.
Instinctively, the giant flinched when he felt arms gently wrap around his torso, eyes widening with shock and a fear of his own. He stared down at Elliot with troubled eyes, unsure of how to process this spontaneous gesture. Then he spoke. Two words nobody had dared to utter to him since he lost his best friend— the other face he was wearing alongside Alpha’s.
“What..?” Was all he could manage to mutter. His tone was not a deepened growl, nor a gutteral rumble like normal, it was laced with a genuine bewilderment, as if he’d never been faced with comfort in his entire life.
He knew Beta wouldn’t exactly be comfortable or even welcome the gesture, but he trusted the leader to not hurt him. They were about the same age, Beta a lot taller, and yet it reminded him of hugging one of his troubled teenagers. A soft smile tugged at his lips, turned his head to rest a cheek against the chest. “You’re okay. As a person, I mean, uh... you’re good.” Beta didn’t have to believe him or agree, as long as the message carried through.
There was only so much Elliot could take of others’ emotions before he had to do something about it. With a smaller group it was easier to pick up on individual people, instead of being overwhelmed and confused by many.
He turned his face up to Beta again. “I.. I’ve learned, whatever you have in here-” he laid a hand softly on Beta’s chest, right above his heart, “-needs to come out here-” fingertips brushed just by the lower lip “-to even start to make sense.” He offered Beta a gentle smile. There was nothing forceful in his voice, no fear, only warmth. He did a small shrug, let both of his hands slide to Beta’s front and idly fiddled with the jacket. “You still have people who care about you.”
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His interactions with Beta had been few and far inbetween, a kind word here and there only to slip back into the background and pretend he didn’t exist. Plenty of people had lost their way in the end of the world. Alpha had found hers and had lived life to the fullest, becoming no less than a cult leader. Many lost, broken souls had followed and become brainwashed. While Alpha had been evil and darkness personified, her followers were not. Beta was not. And Elliot never became lost in the first place.
He gazed up at Beta after having gone quiet, his blue eyes full of a love deeper and older than the one between two lovers or a mother and a child. Without a word, he gently wrapped his arms around the taller man, allowed himself to rest his face against the broad chest. People needed to know there was someone who cared, who saw them, and who was there for them. While Elliot did not teach in high school anymore, he had become a different kind of mentor in the new world.
“You’re okay, you know?” he mumbled, muffled against the clothes.
imagine elliot and negan being colleagues before the apoc :)
elliot is a teacher in english and probably spanish and french too :)
he’d be horrified to tears
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of course i care more about the cats than myself.

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who the fuck was this ? you could see it plainly on negan’s clean shaven face that he just wasn’t interested in trembling bodies speaking nonsense . in and out . that’s how it worked . no time for bullshit . with lids heavy of irritation , he stares at the man . eyes then linger on the tray of food , it’s contents still fresh as steam sweeps into the air . but something wasn’t right . brows twist with question , ❝ did someone ask you to bring this up here ? ❞ very plain . no emotion , not exactly a fashion of aggression either . when negan was in these moods , it was hard to interact with him – — but he didn’t exactly care either .
His head jerked back just slightly when Negan spoke. Of course someone had asked him; he would never even think of climbing the stairs himself and go anywhere near Negan and the council. “Yeah... Dwight did,” he replied, his voice a bit louder this time. He had no desire to stay longer than he had to, and moved back to the door. His hand barely touched the handle when that voice firmly told him no, turn the fuck around. The hand dropped back to his side.
“I- wanted to talk to you about something.” He swallowed and turned to Negan, for the first time let his eyes wander up to the leader’s. It wasn’t a good idea. It was a terrible idea. He didn’t want to be resentful, but Lucille in his ear sure made it hard. “Or, well, it’s...” Elliot let his eyes wander while thinking how he should express himself. “A message.” The wife wanted to move on, and wanted Negan to move on too.
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Think happy thoughts. It was easier said than done. Staying positive, to be his usual self - it was hard when a tyrant lead the place. Elliot had avoided eyecontact with Negan ever since he came to the Sanctuary, stayed in the background, done what he was supposed to do. He tended to the gardens mostly. Unfortunately, Dwight had picked him that day to deliver a tray up to Negan’s room, and Elliot immediately felt his heart sink.
He stared at the door handle for a good minute. It wasn’t only Negan’s way of leading that bothered him or how he took to murder so easily; it was also his wife and the emotional baggage that radiated from him. It was difficult to close himself off to that. Even more so when a particular wife poked him time and time again. Please, tell him this and that. Please, look after him. Today was no different.
A deep breath, and Elliot finally knocked on the door. Quiet like a mouse, he went inside, looked around awkwardly for somewhere to put the tray. “...I- uh, I was supposed to.. leave this,” he mumbled, wished he was somewhere else, and cautiously went to put the tray with things on a table. The only glance Negan got was one at his feet.
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