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W E L C O M E T O @alikedaya <3

MASTER LIST:

One shots:

My Peter-Pan

You were right

Birthday girl

ETHEREAL

Ongoing series:

Heartbreak-day

The way he made you feel

Part 2: The way he made you feel

[alikedaya]

Ngl someone needs to make an mbappe one shot or smth 😬

[alikedaya]

Me patiently waiting for someone to request a Michael fan fic idea to me :/

[glossiercheek]

it isn’t perfect but it might be

synopsis: you and michael spend a comfortable night eating ice cream and playing a risky game of twister.

warnings: mentions of food, descriptions of food, suggestive, making out, joe interrupts them! oh! and there’s a cat i named after my own kitty </3

They say the universe works in a strange way. It must be true, because never in your life would you expect your shy boyfriend to be fond of rom-coms. Sixteen Candles to be exact.

It’s already dark out. Encino is eerily quiet and sombre this time of day, save for the consistent spluttering sound of the fountain in the Jacksons’ roomy driveway. All of Michael’s brothers have chosen to go out tonight, except for Michael himself. He’d rather spend all his free time with you.

And that’s how you end up on the soft brown sofa, the smokey smell of pizza still hangs in the air, your belly still warm and full, whilst watching a movie Michael insisted on seeing. He saw in the TV guide that his favourite channel would broadcast it, anyway.

“Oh— honey, I love this part,” your boyfriend points out. The glass bowl of strawberry ice cream is slowly melting into a pink puddle of sweetness, colourful dots of sprinkles floating around in the gooey substance. His other hand rubs between his cat’s — Mandy’s — ears, right over her adorable, fluffy head.

You’re curled up next to him, savouring the sentimental feeling of being with him, right here, right now. You want to keep him beside you forever. “You say that about every part,” you giggle. “And your ice cream’s melting, Mikey.”

You watch how the movie’s plot progresses: Sam goes to the dance. Her panties get stolen. Caroline starts a wild party at Jake’s house. With every scene, you melt further into Michael’s side, his body heat comfortable on your skin through your thin tank top, as you slurp on spoonfuls of strawberry ice cream.

Occasional mewls from Michael’s cat have you two giggling from time to time as the feline settles herself between you. You look like cat parents, you think. Other than that, Michael and you watch the movie in silence, apart from some breathy laughs and smart comments from you.

The last scene is playing when you start to shiver. Jake finally visits Sam in church, and surprises her with a birthday cake. Just when Jake tells Sam to make a wish, Michael’s big hands settles over your waist, warmth radiating off his skin like he’s the sun. “Is my baby cold?” He mumbles, doe eyes still glued to the television screen.

“A little.” You admit softly, resting your head in the crook of his neck. Your boyfriend chuckles, a hint of gentleness in the melody, even when he laughs.

“I know something that could warm you right up,” Michael stands up from the sofa, extending his hands out for you to take. He looks excited. “C’mon, honey girl.”

The mat with colourful circles is spread across Michael’s bedroom floor.

When Michael suggested a simple game of Twister, you almost couldn’t believe him. You haven’t touched the family game in almost a decade, and you’re pretty sure the box is rotting away in your family’s junk closet.

But the hopeful stare in Michael’s eyes— you couldn’t tell him no. And who knows, maybe it’d instigate a Twister obsession within you.

You’ve also brought reinforcements: Mandy paws at the clock-like board like it’s her favourite pastime, while Michael is folded open like a table, arms and legs keeping him up while he breathes heavily from shifting his arms in the right position without falling down.

You hate to admit it, but even in a crazy position like that, he looks delicious.

You’d pounce if you weren’t folded like an origami-crane yourself. Both of your legs are so far apart, your left arm extended all the way to Michael’s, while your right arm is planted right between your legs.

“Your turn.” Michael grunts out. Oh boy.

He gives Mandy a small nod, and the cat attacks the hand of the little cardboard board. In a way, it looks like your boyfriend can speak with his pets. It’s weird, how they fully understand him.

“Right hand to yellow.” Michael speaks, and you let out an embarrassing sigh. Your right arm was starting to get all sorts of tingles and cramps in this position.

Your right hand crawls to the nearest yellow dot, unknowingly hovering over Michael in the process. When you finally find your footing, you realise you’re literally hanging over him.

It’s embarrassing. But sweet. How his eyes look up to you from beneath you. Treading lightly. His jean-clad thigh scrapes the inside of your knee. A flush of redness blooms across Michael’s cheekbones from the close proximity. Thinking slightly.

Both of you still. The depth of the situation you’re in is dawning around you. Your breath feels heavy in your heart when a shy smile graces your mouth.

“Hi, Mikey.”

“Hi, honey girl,” the noiret answers. His eyes scan your face slowly. “You look sexy from down here.” His admission is honest yet sweet, but his words seem to be your great undoing.

Your arms quiver beneath you. “Shut up. You’re making me lose!” His words always have this effect on you, and you can never be normal about it.

“How can I shut up when the prettiest girl in the world ‘s so close to me?” Michael says, craning his neck up just slightly. His breath ghosts over your lips. The fruity, sweet smell of the strawberry ice cream still lingers on his breath.

“You’re such a sap,” you reply, but a part of you still feels flattered. Your eyes flick over to Mandy the cat, signalling her to give the hand a spin again. “Okay, Mikey, your tu—”

Before you can even finish your sentence, Michael settles his mouth over yours. An explosion of strawberry and mint swirls through you. You let out a muffled gasp in surprise when you hear a dull thud of Michael’s body collapsing to the floor.

“Michael, what are you doing—”

“Just, kiss me.” He breathes, pulling you in by the back of your knee to pull your body flush to his on the ground. His touch feels deliberate, tender.

You separate yourself from him again. “But Mandy’s watching.”

“Don’t care.” Michael grits out, pulling your face closer to his in a desperate attempt to kiss you again. “Just want to feel you.”

And this time you let him. What started as an innocent, fun game of Twister ended up in a heated make out session. His strong hands travel to your thighs, over your hips, pulling up your top with the lightest touch.

“Mike— just take it off,” you whisper frantically between kisses. You can’t contain yourself anymore, tugging at the hem of his white tee.

Michael grins at your desperate ministrations. “Patience, baby,” his hands are fidgety on your hips. With ease, he attaches his lips to the spot under your ear, right where you’re always sensitive to his touch. “Gonna take my time with you.”

Because everything Michael does, he does in earnest. With full attention on you only. Kissing you. Touching you. He wants to feel every fibre of skin, the swell of your cheeks when you smile whenever his lips touch yours.

You feel like you’re going insane. You’re pretty sure you are insane. “Don’t be like that, please.” You whisper, voice cracked.

“Like what? I just wanna enjoy you—” He uses his weight to roll you over. You, on your back on the Twister mat, and him scattering butterfly kisses over your collarbones. His free hand pulls up your top, his head immediately lowering to your stomach. The wet kisses he places there feel sacred, fluttery on your skin.

You release a couple of breathy giggles as you peer down at your boyfriend between your legs, your fingers gently finding purchase in his messy hair. The two of you are lost in the moment.

Then, a booming knock on the door interrupts your little moment. The bedroom door creaks open, and then—

Joe’s impending presence of doom looms over the two of you. The look in his eyes is stony as he scans over the careless position Michael has thrown you in. If you weren’t embarrassed before, you definitely are now.

“Michael, get the hell off that girl. I need you in my office. Now.”

a/n: can we talk about how hard it is to write out twister positions im crine + ohhhh my goshhh i love the olivia dean and michael/jaafar jackson combo sm I NEED ANOTHER REQUEST I CAN BASE OFF OF AN OLIVIA DEAN SONG

[alikedaya]

Read this at 5am last week I love love love

[michaelsmelodie]

𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 & 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘 (𝗧.𝗟.𝗖) 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗈𝗇.

𝘀𝘆𝗻. 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀. ˙𐃷˙ 𝗳! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝙬𝙘. 𝟳𝟴𝟬 𑣲. 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉. fluff , 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖾𝖾.

𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨. ౨ৎ first michael post kinda nervyy. i love him sm. lmk if u enjoyed and want more <3

Rain tapped softly against the apartment windows while the Eiffel Tower glittered gold across the street like something out of a postcard.

Paris looked unreal at night. Unfortunately, your boyfriend was being deeply unserious inside it. “Michael,” you mumble against his mouth. He immediately breaks into laughter again.

You pull back with a glare. “See? This is what i mean! Why are you laughing?”

“I’m not laughin’ at you,” he says through a grin that proves absolutely nothing. “You keep giggling every five seconds!”

“I can’t help it!”

The movie plays forgotten in the background while Michael curls closer into your side on the couch, one socked foot tucked beneath him.

You’d started kissing maybe twenty minutes ago.You had not progressed very far because Michael apparently found affection hilarious. “You’re impossible,” you complain while he keeps smiling at you like you personally invented happiness. “Baby I’m havin’ a good time!”

“That’s concerning.” Michael laughs again, louder this time, dropping his forehead onto your shoulder dramatically.

“Oh my goodness, baby…”

“You’re ruining the moment.”

“No I’m not.” He looks back up at you immediately. “Look how pretty you are when you mad.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“It make perfect sense.” You try to stay annoyed. Really...But Michael’s curls are messy from you pulling at them earlier, his cheeks slightly pink, eyes all soft and shiny from laughing too much.

He just looks too happy. Which honestly makes it worse.“You know normal people can kiss without acting like this,” you tell him. “Normal people boring.”

“That’s not—” Michael kisses you again before you can finish. still smiling , still impossible.You can literally feel him grinning against your mouth.

You pull away immediately.

“There! Again!” He starts laughing harder.

Every kiss with Michael feels like he can’t believe he gets to do this at all. “Mike,” you groan while he hides his face in your neck laughing quietly. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles. “I just—”

Another laugh interrupts him. You flick his shoulder lightly. “You’re ridiculous.”

Michael finally sits up straighter, trying very hard to compose himself. “Okay.” Deep breath. “Okay, I’m serious now.” You narrow your eyes immediately. “I don’t trust you anymore.”

“I’m focused.”

“Mhm.”

“I am!” You stare at him for one suspicious second longer before leaning in again carefully. Michael meets you halfway this time, hands sliding softly along your waist while the movie flashes blue light across the room.

For approximately seven seconds, things go well.Then Michael accidentally bumps noses with you.

And immediately starts laughing again. You drop your head dramatically onto his chest. “I hate you.”

“No you don’t,” he says instantly, wrapping both arms around you.

True.

His laughter softens after a moment though, turning quieter while his fingers trace absentminded patterns against your back.“You know why?” he asks softly. “Why what?” you said confused.

“Why I keep laughin’.” You tilt your head up slightly to look at him. Michael’s smile turns smaller then. Shyer.

“Cause I like you too much.” Your entire body melts instantly. “That..was smooth,” you mumble weakly.

“I know right?”

“You were definitely waiting to say that.”

“A little.” You laugh despite yourself while Michael beams proudly like he accomplished something huge.

Then he kisses you again, slower now, gentler this time. still smiling a little. But finally serious enough to make your heart hurt.

© 𝙢𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚

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ETHEREAL

MICHAEL!OTW X FEMALE!READER

From my Wattpad : alikedaya [CHAPTER 1 of ETHEREAL]

The first kiss.

Synopsis: You got to the movies with your best friend (Michael Jackson) but you end up kissing shifting the mood of the whole night.

Content: fluff and tongue kissing

Wearing cute black kitten heels , flared blue jeans, a white top to match and your hair tied up you sat on the bottom of the stairs tapping your feet impatiently on the floor board. Your makeup was set perfectly on your glowing skin . The light blush and eyeshadow you applied complimented your whole look. You hummed to a song you were listening to earlier that day to make time go faster,it was now 9:50 and Michael was late.

He said he would come in 30 minutes where is he?

The tapping of your feet only quickened while the thoughts in your mind ran wildly. Through the open crack of your closed curtain a light flashed into your house and you could hear a low hum of a car and you just knew it was him. The car honked quietly to not wake up the neighbours but loud enough for you to hear . Before heading out you made sure everything was turned off and all the doors were closed just like your mother taught you. You opened the door emerging from the darkness of your home and walked towards the car careful not to trip on anything.

Reaching for the handle you heard Bill unlock the doors with a little click. You climbed into the back sliding onto the clean leather seats. "You alright kid?" He said looking into the rear-view mirror. "Yes I'm alright also Bill thank you for picking me up"you beamed settling down on the seat your hands firmly set on your knees.

"No worries"

Your eyes travelled to your left to check if Michael was there and he was "Apple head!" you leaned in for a hug "I haven't seen you in so long you added rocking the both of you side to side. "I know...sorry we were late I wanted to get food but I realised the theatres don't allow food in there" you withdrew from the hug and just laughed at him " that's really stupid Michael"

"I know , I know"

Bill started the engine and drove through the buzzing city of LA . Music filled the dark car that was only lit by the traffic lights and Michael couldn't stop talking to you about the movie you both were about to see .

"You already told me this " you said while people watching as the car moved steadily on the smooth road . "It's going to so good Tink. Just wait." You rolled your eyes and giggled "we will see Michael ."

Finally, the car slowed down in front of the theatre so many people were outside bickering leaving the building . Looking away from the people you moved your body to face his. "See Mike, we should've went earlier everyone's leaving now."

"It's better when there's less people anyway, come on let's go." His ecstatic voice rung in your ears for a moment. Without thinking he reached for your hand pulling you to the other side of the car . Intertwining your fingers together while unlocking the door with his other hand.

You climbed out the car after him waving goodbye to Bill as Michael lead you both to the open doors of the theatre. Jazz music played low in the building and Michael instantly sang along quietly and softly . Your hands stayed locked to his as you both approached the concession stand "2 tickets for Midnight Hour please" the seller froze and looked at him instantly recognising him "y-y-your Michael Jackson?" She stuttered trying to maintain her cool. "Yea I'm Michael Jackson"

She looked around for a black sharpie and an empty cup "Im so sorry, but could I have your autograph?" Michael took both the items from her and you noticed his touch leave yours. "This must be your girlfriend correct me if I'm wrong." Michael didn't even bother to correct her and neither did you and that made you flustered .

She looked at you and said "How are you?"

"Im good thank you , and you?"

"Well I was having a boring day at work until Michael Jackson walked in" you laughed at her statement covering your mouth with your hands to be polite. He handed over the signed cup and pen whilst she was asking if you guys wanted popcorn. "Yes a large one please." He spoke.

Michael turned to face you "did you want to share popcorn?" His voice low "yeah, the large popcorn is a lot to have on your own."

"You're right it is." The lady holding the popcorn out said "here you go and thank you so much for the autograph"—Taking the popcorn from her hand he responded saying "No, thank YOU for supporting me"

Finishing up the conversation you and Michael walked to screen 7 where the movie was playing. "You're going to love it , I'm telling you" he buzzed.

"You haven't even watched the movie yet, why do you think I'll love it?"

"Because you like movies like this...."

"Hmm"

Pushing the large door open you and Michael took your seats near the back. Barely anyone was in the room. There was were people but not a lot. Already missing a few scenes you both got comfortable your shoulders touching Michael slightly sending fireworks inside your body. "Hey it's starting" he whispered.

Throughout the start of the movie you and Michael were giggling at each-other's comments . Nothing had happened yet, it felt like a normal day out with your best friend.

Forty minutes had passed and there was a scene with a couple, you cheekily grinned knowing what was coming. "Is this where they kiss?"

"I dunno keep watching" his eyes fixated on the screen. Slowly but surely the couple kissed and their uneven breathing filled the room. "I knew they were going to kiss"

He shuffled back on his seat as you continued talking" kissing scenes are so bad in movies like this. I bet you if they casted me I'd do it way better"

He shot a look at you giggling under his breath while chewing the popcorn "but you haven't even kissed anyone Tink." you rolled your eyes at his remark. "Yes I have."

"No you haven't I know you would've told me if you did."

Giving up this short back to forth you said "ugh fine but you haven't either"

"Hey...I'm not the one who criticised a kissing scene and said I could do it better."

"I can though"

His eyes were still on yours "Hmm,no"

"Yes"

"No"

"Ok then let's test it" the words rolled off your tongue before your brain could fully understand that weight of it.

Moving in forward like he did not hear you his cheeks flushed "Pardon?"

Your heart skipped a beat and your body started warming as your eyes travelled to the big screen "Oh nothing"

"No, it wasn't nothing "

"It was"

A knowing smile tugged on Michael's lip "You said let's test it"

Turning your gaze back to him "yes and I didn't mean it"

You picked at your fingers waiting for his response " We can practice " his eyes lowered to the seat in front of him. "I mean neither of us had our first kiss ... it wouldn't hurt to practice " he said shyly.

Your pulse quickened your gaze still on him "I don't want this to ruin our friendship"

"I promise it won't" he lifted his eyes to look at yours. "You know what...we should try , but only this once" ..... "and Michael you can't tell anyone we did this , not even Latoya ok?"

He nodded confirming that this was going to be a secret only the both of you shared.

You waited for him to make the first move, to initiate it. He moved in again this time only closer. For moment both of you stayed like that listening to each-other breath as the sound of the movie faded quietly in the background, just the radiant colours from the screen landing on your faces.

Your mind raced with thoughts. What is he going to do?

You thought about backing away, you couldn't follow through. You couldn't kiss your best friend and ruin this friendship . Not now. Not today. Not ever .

"Mich-"

He kissed you and your nose grazed together awkwardly . He tilted his head to the side to avoid it. All you could think in the moment was "What am I doing?"One of his hands cradled your face and you became completely stiff. Twenty seconds hadn't even passed yet until you pulled away from the illuminating kiss. "Michael" you said still whispering .

"Yeah?" His lashes fluttered at what just happen. He looked embarrassed.

You felt horrible. You felt inexperienced. You felt like a wuss. Nothing like this ever happened to you and your first kiss was your most awkward one. You couldn't let that out of your head.

"We have to do it again." He looked at you in disbelief but didn't hold back for second like he was thinking the same things as you. He leaned in kissing you again. His eyes shut close and yours did too. This time your noses didn't touch and to refrain from the awkwardness you lifted your arm to wrap around his neck. This movement only made you melt into the kiss. His hands travelled down to your waist making shivers run down your spine. Your body sank into his immediately the stiffness disappeared.

The adrenaline spiked through your body as you both broke this kiss to catch your breaths. His eyes didn't leave your lips once , he looked hungry , like he wanted more. Like he needed more. "You've kissed someone before Michael..."

"Is this your way of telling me I'm a good kisser" he said his cheeks blushing.

"I guess so" his hands were still stuck on your waist moving up and down. He broke the distance by pressing his lips against yours. His tongue brushed against your lip almost like asking for an invitation. You opened your mouth slightly catching his tongue. Now moving your other hand to cup his face to gain control your tongues moved rhythmically together. It was very messy, and soft noises escapes his mouth uncontrollably. Your tongue explored his mouth and you could taste the popcorn he'd just eaten.

Departing from the electrifying kiss you noticed his lips were glossy from all the lip gloss you had on. He moved back a bit and both of you just pretended to focus on the movie.

"Uh, I need to go to the toilet" he said his voice shaky. He didn't cross past you although that was the fastest way he chose to go around you.Then it dawned on you. You just kissed your BEST FRIEND.

[alikedaya]

BIRTHDAY GIRL -

Head cannon

ASKS ARE OPEN

A/N: A scenario that popped int my head after watching a TikTok.

Content: pure fluff

MICHAEL!THRILLER X FEMALE!READER

Synopsis: It was your birthday and Michael ( Boyfriend) surprises you with a gift that you’ll forever remember.

It was your birthday and the sun beamed over California brighter than ever shining into your room even through the curtains. Shooting up from your bed excitedly you yawned stretching your arms out and heading towards the curtains for more light.

It was bright alright.

You did your normal routine : Brush your teeth, shower , get dressed, eat then makeup. Today you wore a beautiful pink loose dress with hung just above your knee you wore kitten heels with your hair curled luminously. You looked like the birthday.

Letters starting coming in from friends and family but nothing from your boyfriend Michael. Continuously you looked in the mail box checking to see if a letter had a replied. You watched the phone intensively making sure you didn’t miss a call which could be him. But every caller wasn’t him.

It was 1PM now and you felt like you got ready for nothing your family was on holiday and you wanted to celebrate your birthday with your friends another day because you wanted to reserve this day to be with Michael .

You were disappointed and furious . How could he forget the most important day to you. Your birthday. You paced back and forth in your room waiting and waiting for something.

You plummeted on your bed on your back staring into the ceiling completely lost in your thoughts.

That’s when you heard small creaks of your floor board outside of your room. Your heart skipped a beat. Did you leave the door open? Maybe you just over heard.

Another creak.

Then a twist on your door knob.

Your froze.

The door opened slightly and dramatically. The hairs behind your neck stood up . It was safe to say you had no survival instincts .

The door then flew opened the wind brushing against your face “Surprise , birthday girl.” A voice only you knew to well filled the room that was full of boredom.

It was Michael. A smile instantaneously grew on your face as you rose up from the bed to hug him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and his hands held onto your waist.

He withdrew from the hug slowly a smile plastered on his face “this is for you” he brung out a small box from his jean pocket and you immediately knew it had to be jewellery.

“Michael…” you said pouting your lips placing a kiss on his lips to show you were appreciative without words.

He handed you the box and said “open it please“ slowly but surely you opened the box and your eyes met the most beautiful diamond ring you’ve seen.

You looked up at him from the box in disbelief “Oh my God Michael ?” One of your hands rushed to cover your mouth.

“I thought you had forgotten my birthday…”

“Why would I forget my baby’s birthday?”

You blushed at his response “I love you” you hugged him again “thank you so much.”

You slid the new ring he had given you on your finger and gazed into it “That’s nothing, come down I have something else for you” that knowing smile was still plastered across his mesmerising face.

“Michael you didn’t have to” he pulled up by the wrist before you could let out another word “ you’re my favourite person in the world. So I had to.”

You both rushed down stairs your hands no intertwined “what is it apple head?” He laughed at the nickname Apple head . He’d always called you that but now you stolen it from him.

“It’s outside princess” you cringed whenever he called you princess and he knew it made you cringe. Both of you approached the front door and you embraced your self for what it could be.

“Is it a monkey?” You asked one last time trying to squeeze an answer out of him . “No,no,no “ he pushed the door opened giggling under his breath.

A car.

Not just any car it was a black Mercedes-Benz 560 SEC with a red ribbon on the front of it.

You were speechless. Your words got stuck in your throat and your tongue was tangled in your mouth.

“O-uh-“

“Do you like it”

“DO I LIKE IT MICHAEL? I LOVE IT” You screamed at the top of your lungs shaking with adrenaline making your whole neighbourhood hear you.

“Shh calm down”

“YOU GOT ME A BENZ AND YOU WANT ME TO BE QUIET?“ you jumped up and down and ran towards the car.

“Michael I love it.”

“You deserve it baby, I love you”

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THE WAY HE MADE YOU FEEL ۶ৎ

PART 2 : Im sorry (last part.)

Part 1 : The kiss

MICHAEL!BAD X FEMALE!READER

Content: Michael crying. Reader crying. Sad. Michael begging for forgiveness.

Synopsis : After being kissed being Tatiana Thumbzten on stage Michael comes to your hotel room to apologise.

A/N: comment to be added to my tag list for long head cannons like this <3

You turned around slighty not wanted to show your face.

It was Tatiana Thumbzten.

The girl who kissed your man on stage.

Standing behind you she shyly stood there like she wasn’t over the moon about kissing Michael “Hey.”

How could she stand there like everything was ok? In reality to her it was she never knew anything about you and Michael .You just sobbed harder hopelessly no one knew you and Michael were together, he said wanted to keep it strictly private even made you sign an NDA. This meant Tatiana didn’t know.

“H-Hi” your voice was raspy and you brung your self to the floor kneeling trying to manage your breathing by breathing in and out.

She lowered her self down and put her hand around your shoulder “What’s wrong Y/N?” you thought for a second if you should tell her. Michael did this to you so why not tell her he at least owed you that. Finally the sobbing stopped and you could breath properly now but it hurt to speak “You kissed Michael.”

Loosening her touch on your shoulders she muttered “Oh. “ Tatiana knew you liked him and made it clear. Turning to her to face her eyes at her response“ You knew I liked him Tatiana i made that clear.” “What? But everyone has a little crush on Michael…”

“No, I don’t just have a little crush on Michael…” Is this time you tell her? You thought. You placed your two fingers on your forehead as if you were trying to concentrate preparing your self for what you were about to say.

“Michael’s my boyfriend.”

You heard her gasp.

Her hands fell over her mouth.

She stood up from the floor fully releasing her touch from your shoulder “I am , so,so sorry” came out of her lips the same lips that kissed your Michael. Your boyfriend.

“You knew Tatiana. It was obvious.” You said under your breath raising your self up from the floor.“No I didn’t,I promise”

“Why do you think I was there every day at rehearsal? WHY do you think I was EVERYWHERE with Michael?” You screamed unleashing the anger which was held inside of you. She looked stunned and backed away “I’m sorry.”

“Just shut up.” You couldn’t deal with her any longer , you were angry and rightfully so. You walked way to the exit , where a car was waiting for you. Sliding onto the leather seats you just knew you couldn’t be in a relationship like this anymore. It was over. Hearing all the fans still screaming , you nodded your head as tears welled up in your eyes uncontrollably.

Michael hurt you again and again.

You were done this time.

Sure of it.

The whole car ride you kept telling your self “no more Y/N and Michael”

“I hate him so much”

“Im breaking up with him”

Those statements kept popping up in your mind repeatedly no matter how much you tried to think about something else. You watched people through the tinted windows dressed up as Michael dancing and laughing .

They would’ve never guessed you were his girlfriend. To everyone you were a nobody and Michael was ashamed. Right? Those were the type of thoughts that entered your head.

You rubbed your knees impatiently as the car parked infront of the hotel. Instantly climbing out of the car you looked to see Michael and his entourage in a blacked out van. “Oh God” you muttered speed walking inside trying your best to avoid Michael at all costs.

Spotting the first elevator after walking in you pressed the button waiting for it tapping your feet nervously. Michael and his entourage could walk in any second.

1

2

3

You counted up to 6.

Then, the elevator door opened slowly and you disappeared into it just in time . It felt like the longest ride ever. Michael had booked out the whole top floor of the hotel so himself and his entourage had enough rooms. Also so fans couldn’t find out he was here.

You took a keycard out of your purse and opened a room that you had but never used because you’d usually sleep with Michael . Not today though you were over him.

Immediately you pack all your items and stuff them into your suitcase aggressively . Placing your self in the floor next to your suitcase tears began to stream down your face like a river making your mascara spread across your entire face.

Your hair looked coarse and messy after digging your fingers in your head. You wheezed and your feet were tickling beneath you. “How could he do this to me” you whispered your throat pulsing quickly trying to keep up with your breathing.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Who could it be?

You sat up from besides the suit case and looked in the mirror next to your bed and attempted at wiping the tears and mascara.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

“Who is it?” You bellowed your voice hoarse from the pain.

“It’s me Michael can I come in.”

You paused while wiping the tears from your puffy face.

“Baby?”

You didn’t reply . Why would you let him in?

“Hello?”

You groaned intro your hands completely giving up “What is it?”

“Can I come in” he repeated his voice softer and mellow.

“Ok it’s open” you said sniffling moving your self further on the bed so you could be leaning against the wall on your back. Hearing his foot steps you did mot want to look at him at all. You didn’t want to burst into tears right infront of him . You wanted to be strong.

“Why didn’t you meet us like you usually do” you heard his quiet and loud voice coming from the corridor not being able to see his face . Ignoring him completely you sighed preparing your self for the confrontation. “Are you not listening ?” He asked now standing in the same room as you.

You titled your head up to meet his eyes. “ I’m listening alright, but you’re not. You never listen to me . EVER.”

Seeing your face and your red eyes he had to say “What are you talking about?” Words spilled out of your mouth unable to keep your feelings still inside — “I’ve told you so many times Tatiana likes you and she is going to do something about it. You just brushed it off. You ignored me. You didn’t listen to me.”

He sat next to you on the bed his body touching yours gently “I’m sorry “

“Is that it? Sorry. That’s ALL you have to

say to me? I mean look at me I’m a wreck and it’s because of you” he lowered his gaze to the floor not wanting his eyes to meet yours. The eyes that were filled with sadness and anguish because of him.

“I-I-I am sorry , I never knew she liked me .” You pushed his shoulder so he could face you “you did Michael I told you multiple times. Stop it.”Pouting his lips he just said “Please, just forgive me , please.”

“Get out. Now.” Your tone was firm and serious. He’d never seen you like this. He gave you a look that looked like he’d just been stabbed in the heart.

“Michael every time you do this to me, I’m done with you forever. Leave now. You’re never going to see me again I’m leaving this city. Im done with you.” Your tongue was tangled in your mouth as you wanted to say everything you were thinking but you just couldn’t.

He looked at you in disbelief “ talk to me please, tell me how you’re feeling so we can figure a solution out. Please baby” he pleaded his eyes moving to meet yours.

You sat up straighter against the wall “ Everytime, I mean everytime a girl fan comes up to you they hug you. Thats fine , I don’t care. But you hug them back like they’re your girlfriend you even kiss them . Some on the lips. And I’ve told you this several times , you said you were never going to do it again. But did it infront of everyone this time. Like you replaced me. Like I meant nothing to you. And to top it off you did it infront of your mother.”

He sighed lowering his shoulders knowing he messed up, he cupped your face with his large hands just so he knew you were listening to him intensively .“I can’t erase the past, and I didn’t realise it hurt you this bad.” His voice broke on almost every word. He was scared of losing you and it was obvious.

“You did Michael I told you”

“And I’m sorry I didn’t hear you out but please don’t leave me”

He went silent for a moment trying to figure out what he wanted to say next “your everything to me, your the reason I’m here right now. Im crazy for you Y/N”

Tears began to form in your eyes once again shaking your head in denial. “No you’re not because I’ve loved you for many years, maybe I’m just not enough.” after that sentence rolled off your tongue you felt insecure.

His eyes brimmed with tears, tears of guilt “ I will pick up with broken pieces I’m bleeding , if that’ll make it right. I don’t want to lose you”

You kissed your teeth backing up on the wall “How much sorrow can I take Michael?”

“I just want to give you the love you’re missing. Tell me what you want me to do.”

He moved his hands from your face bringing them to yours “I’m going to fire her.”

“You don’t need to that’s her job”

“She wasn’t being professional by kissing me on stage and she broke my baby’s heart”

“Michael.” You cried your heart out just by saying his name. “Oh,baby.” He pulled you into a hug while you sobbed into his chest. Naturally, he removed his hands from yours and placed one on your back while the other held your head closely to him.

“Im sorry I made you feel like this “ you could hear his voice breaking and his breathing quickening . You shook your head on his chest and withdrew from the hug seeing his broken face. The smell from lingered in the air. “And I’m sorry . Im sorry this has to end”

….

“N-n-no, I love you so much , please don’t leave me. . You’re the only girl I love no one can compare to you. You’re beautiful, wonderful and incredible. I love you.”

You shook your head again “just give me one more chance” his tone changed like he was crying for mercy. “Please I’ll make it up to you .”

His touch on your hands became tighter as if letting your hand go would mean letting you walk out his life “I want to have children with you Y/N. I want you to be my wife. I want a future with you. For the last time I love you Y/N. Just one more chance”

His words made your heart flutter and your stomach fill with butterflies . You pouted your lips lightly as you saw the sincerity in his eyes

“I love you too.” You said not knowing that you were going to regret that response for your whole entire life.

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THE WAY HE MADE YOU FEEL ۶ৎ

MICHAEL!BAD X FEMALE!READER

PART 1: The kiss.

PART 2: Im sorry

Synopsis : Tatiana Thumbzten kissed your boyfriend during his performance. You felt horrible . What do you do now?

A/N: Hey guys I wrote this before going to bed so please if it’s not as good as my other work don’t worry!! Part 2 will be better and have more context and everything. I love you all and don’t forget to comment I love reading comments and replying !!! 💞

You were sat anxiously front row as fans screamed behind you and Katherine, your boyfriend’s mother. It was Michael’s outfit change and fans were trying so hard to get Katherine’s attention on the other side of the barrier.

“Katherine, I told y’we shouldn’t be here we can’t even enjoy the show” you exclaimed annoyingly. She looked away from her purse to look at you trying to read your lips efficiently you were sure she just guessed what you said because you repeated the same thing over and over again.

“ok honey, we can sit backstage after this song, it’s my favourite” you looked towards the stage the blue lights blinding your vision . You furrowed your eyebrows slightly at her response specifically when she said “her favourite song”

The song she was reffering to was “the way you make me feel”

You literally hated that song. And that song was the main reason why you wanted to move right now . You didn’t want to see your boyfriend on stage running after a girl who wasn’t you. You sighed your head aching because of the anger within you.

Ever since Tatiana had came in the picture you just knew she liked Michael. You just knew there was something he wasn’t telling you. There had to be. Sometimes during rehearsal or filming it didn’t even look like they were acting , Michael’s smile was real and Tatianas one was too.

The introduction started playing and you picked at your nails your jaw tightened at the sound of the deafening music.

It’s just a song.

Nothing more.

A song.

Excuses piled in your head again and again no matter how much you tried to block them from your mind they kept appearing. You were never insecure but the thought of losing your long term boyfriend to an actor made you feel weird and you hated it.

You’ve always told Michael “she likes you” but he always brushed it off , he was too blind to see it or he was just acting dumb because you were sure. It was from the way she looked at him, touched him and spoke to him. You knew she liked him. Sighing, you gazed up at Michael walking on the stage with the iconic blue button-front shirt admiring him.

The bass of the song blasted throughout the whole arena making you shiver. A smile tugged at your cheek , forgetting everything, realising you don’t need to be jealous . He was all yours and you were his.

You shuffled back on your seat sitting up straight rocking side by side with Katherine you both watched Tatiana walk on the stage confidently her head up high. Her black dress was short which clung onto her possible cover of her body and her black luminous curls hung to her bottom shifting side to side as she did her walk.

She looked beautiful you thought .

So beautiful.

Titling your head to your shoulder your smile got even bigger , and you even flushed enjoying the moment . Michael followed her around on stage dancing , but his voice was cracking which was new. He never let his voice crack on stage . Never, even if it was an accident. He was a perfectionist after all. He wouldn’t let that happen.

Did he practise before coming up? You thought to your self.

Everything was going well so far apart from the small voice cracks Michael had when singing but the performance felt awfully different you’d seen them perform this over 5 times live in front of an audience why’d it feel different this time.

Whatever.

You’re just overthinking.

The fans screaming only got louder and louder almost piercing right through your ear drums. Background singers were perfectly singing at the back of the stage with the band dancing and holding the mic.“The way you make me feel” they said in unison at the perfeft speed and tone.

“I’ve never felt so inlove before” there was a pause his voice crack again , this time noticeably.

“You heard that right?” You said your eyes till fixated on Michael while tapping Katherine’s hand.

“Yes I did “

“Is he okay?”

“Im pretty sure he is…”

The music kept playing in the background and Michael left words out of the lyrics while following Tatiana “I promise baby….. forever more”

He kicked his leg like he usually did, which was the sexiest thing ever to you. Tatiana stopped and he circled around her.

“I swear I’m keeping you……”

His words trailed off again as he faced Tatiana directly whose hands were on her hips sassily .

“Satisfied,Michael” you whispered under your breathe anxiously finishing off the lyrics for him.

“The way you make me fe-“

“Feel Michael “ again you finished the lyrics for him.

Still staring onto th stage you noticed Michael and Tatiana staring at eachother intensely for a second. Until, she pulled him by the collar and drew him into a kiss. His hands slid to her bottom and he embraced her by pulling her in for a short hug.

You shifted your gaze from the stage to the floor. Your stomach dropped to the floor and your lunged smashed against your ribs as your breathing began to sound heavy.

“Oh, that wasn’t supposed to happen” Katherine said awkwardly covering her hand over her face.

“I knew she liked him Katherine , you knew too didn’t you ?She kissed him that wasn’t part of it . IT WASN’T” words spilled out of your mouth uncontrollably all at once .

Twisting the ring Michael had given you on valentine days years welled up in your eyes as you quietened down trying to keep your composure.

It’s just a kiss

It’s just a kiss.

A kiss.

Nothing more.

A kiss.

You looked back up the stage to see Michael clearly cheesing at what just happened. He was flustered and she was too. He didn’t care at all he just kept dancing happily like you didn’t exist . Like you didn’t know that he was planning to propose to you.

“Aw , it’s ok.” Katherine said reassuring you .

You didn’t reply , you simply just got up and left. Not in a disrespectful way but in away of embarrassment, your boyfriend’s mother just watched her son kiss someone else. You couldn’t take it anymore .

The shame.

The sadness.

Everything.

He always did this with fans. Alwayshug them kissed them and touched them. Like he didn’t have you . You had a feeling and you’d warn Michael just for this to happen. You walked back stage covering you face with your hands trying to find someone to take you back to the hotel.

“MICHAEL”

“AHHHHH”

Girls screamed in your ears.

You couldn’t do this.

You wandered ages around the empty cold back rooms hearing the music still. You just broke down. Sobs escaped you repeatedly , you tried to gasp for air nothing was working. Your hands full of your wet tears and black mascara , you groaned in pain.

Mental pain.

You could already imagine the newspapers tomorrow “Michael Jackson’s stage girlfriend kisses him on the lips”

“Michael Jackson’s new girl”

“Tatiana Thumbzten and Michael Jackson a couple “

“Michael Jackson’s hot girl”

Your cries filled the empty room causing loud echoes. Suddenly footsteps approached from behind.

No.

No.

No.

No one could see you like this.

You turned around slighty not wanted to show your face.

It was Tatiana.

The girl who kissed your man on stage.

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HEARTBREAK-DAY

Part 1:

Michael!Invincible x Fem!Reader

Sypnosis: Your boyfriend Michael Jackson birthday , however he has a surprise for you. A surprise you never expected.

This was not proof-read so excuse if there are any mistakes!!!

It was the 29th of August your boyfriend’s birthday. He never really celebrated that much being raised in a family of Jehovah witnesses so when he called you personally inviting you, you were suprised. The sun was setting leaving small hues of pink and yes you came later than planned but it was okay.

Driving through the gates after a 6 minute drive you finally reached the main house already hearing multiple intelligible conversations and animals. You parked your Porsche next to a black rolls Royce perfectly. You were proud of your self. Opening the door the warm hot air hit you like a sauna. Damn it’s hot you thought. Leaving your bag in the car you started walking careful not stumble on your stilettos wondering where the hell was Michael . Your hair blew back in the wind causing you to put your blacked out aviators on.

“Y/N” someone shouted , you instantly recognised who that voice belonged to.

It was Tito.

You looked at his direction and shouted “Tito” running towards him for a hug. “I haven’t seen you in so long” he said rocking you both side to side. “Yes it’s been so long” you replied withdrawing from the hug. “Where’s the birthday boy” you asked since it was his day after all. “I think he is in his room . Are you going to give him the best birthday ever” You rolled your eyes at Titos silly joke punching him jokingly.

Turning around you slipped away saying “Alright bye Tito, thank you by the way”

“It’s alright”

You jumped along the concrete waving to everyone you recognised whilst making your way to the front door. You saw Katherine inside talking to someone but you couldn’t quite figure out who. Pushing open the door making your self known “Hello, Y/N how are you?” Katherine exclaimed a smile brightly spread across her face. “Im good my soon to be mother in law” she couldn’t help but laugh at your slick joke holding her chest to try control it. “Also this is Shana” you turned to your side and then realised who she was. She was the receptionist who worked at an office Michael’s manager also worked in.

Why was she here?

“Shana Mangatal?” You asked reaching for her hand. “Yes, yes I am” she shook your hand politely. “Im Y/N.” That’s it , that’s the only words you both exchanged because you sensed a weird aura from her. She looked uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

“Oh and Michael’s upstairs honey” Katherine said pushing you gently towards the large polished wooden staircase.

“Ok , ok thank you Katherine” you exclaimed still feeling uneasy about Shana. It was fishy, she had never even spoke to the family as long as you were aware. You were confused.

You held on to the railing of the staircase and ran across it. It was safe to say you were in a good mood. A security guard called George was standing infront of the door of Michael’s room. “Hey George” he turned his head confused as to who was talking to him “it’s Y/N” you said. “Hey, hey come in Michael said he was waiting for you” you smiled at that remark. You still blushed at small comments other people said.

He swung open the door as you walked toward it , immediately michael walked towards you however you instantly noticed Michael wasn’t the normal Michael you’d be talking all night on the phone with. Or the Michael you’d spend days at a time with because he was staggering walking to you.

You opened your arms out to hug him and you smelt a strong stench of alcohol on his clothes. “Someone had a bit to much fun” you laughed pulling away from the hug.

“Yeah I guess I did”

“Happy birthday Applehead, I’m sorry I left your present in the car”

“Don’t worry beautiful” he said lowering himself down a little and hooking his hand on to your neck to tongue kiss you. Instantly you held him and melted into the sweet kiss.

However again you couldn’t help but to feel uneasy there was this gut wrenching feeling you couldn’t just shake off of you.

Maybe Michael was just being this bold because it was his birthday right? You thought.

As you returned this long passionate kiss back his fingers slowly gravitated to your inner thigh under your skirt. “Okay” you whispered in between the kiss letting him do this because in your eyes he was the birthday boy …. He deserved this ?

It was getting more intense you could taste the alcohol from his tongue and his hands just kept moving higher and higher until you couldn’t take it.

“Okay Michael enough” you giggled trying to mask the uncomfortable feeling . He didn’t say anything which was unusual .“everyone’s downstairs Michael and I bet you haven’t greeted ANYONE yet” .

He laughed like you were really, really wrong, like you were stupid. “No I did say hi to someone” his voice deepened and you tried to hold him steady as both you walked out his bedroom door nearing the stairs.

“Who?”

He took a moment to reply and just kept giggle , really giggling like you made a joke.

“Just-Just Sha- no I mean George” you stomach dropped to floor. But your mind kept telling you that you misheard it. His words were jumbling up together and he started to sound intelligible.

“Hm?”

Releasing himself of your you hold he responded saying “George I said” his tone was firm and more aggressive this time . But why?

Your eyelashes fluttered in shock.

What was wrong with him?

You held him again by his waist because you could already tell he was going to fall if you let go.

“Get off of me please” he pushed your hands away. His eyes flickered down to the main floor his eyes lighting up just by the sight of someone.

“This is why I like Shana more than you”

Your legs weakened and you froze using the wall to hold your self up for some stability .Tears falling from your eyes from the realisation . It all added up and he turned to you with a look of horror, like he just realised what he said.

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- MY PETERPAN -

MICHAEL!HISTORY X FEM!READER

A/N : this oneshot is inspired by the song my moon my man <3 also both Peter-pan and Wendy are mentioned :>

‘Fluff and cute’

Sypnosis: Your husband (MICHAEL) is crying about going on tour. You go into his room and comfort him.

It was raining intensely in LA you could hear each water droplet hit the windows aggressively throughout the whole house. The ground beneath your feet moved and shook making you feel uneasy. And the wind whistled through the night cold sky making you shiver just by the sound of it.

Rain always shifted the mood in the neverlanch ranch because you could hear the animals outside making all sorts of intelligible noises. You ticked your pen on the hard wooden table vigorously trying to figure out what to write next for your autobiography but your mind was blank. Both your nails and shoes tapped against the table and the floor in a rhythmic sound making you overstimulated. Even your leg was bouncing up and down even when you tried to put a stop to it.

Mind completely blank you slid your self down and hit your head on the table in frustration. “I should’ve never have thought to make a book” you groaned into your slightly bent arm and attempt to shield your face from this unnecessary frustration.

Then you heard a knock on the door , firm but polite .” come in” you said not even bothering to look at who was at the door.

The door creaked open sounding like a cat waiting for you to feed it. “ Ma’am although Mr Jackson never told me to tell you this personally. However he is quite upset and I thought you would want to talk to him .” finally you turned to look at who you were talking and you could feel the strain in your neck.

Smiling in appreciation you said “Ok George thank you for telling me.” . Nonetheless, you packed and scrambled your papers in the drawers and some even flew away just because the window was open. George just laughed and left like he usually did. That’s what made him your favourite security guard.

You sighed completely giving up.

Walking towards the door listening to the rain that was still pouring intensively outside. You turned to the long gloomy narrow hallway lost in your thoughts . No one was there in the hallway, just you. You climbed up the hard floored stairs holding the tough railings .

Slipping across the hallway it dawned on you that your husband had been feeling down for weeks and now that his HiStory tour was approaching he just kept disappearing meaning you rarely spoke to him in so long. Searching each room large space up stairs you found it. It was shut and the only room that had no light on.

Knock,knock,knock.

No one responded, which was typical for Michael , he always got like this.

“Michael please open up” You said your voice soft and gentle and your hand still on the door.

A few seconds later the door opened and you could see Michael’s figure walking away in the dark slowly towards the bed. You walked in immediately concerned and switched on the light , following him to the bed.

“What’s wrong Michael” you plopped right next to him your arms barely touching.

His eyes were drooping low and his gaze was fixated somewhere else mentally not there. He didn’t reply instead he sniffled and shuffled back on the bed.

You sighed, you hated seeing Michael so vulnerable and sad. That was your weakness. Moving closer to Michael you could hear his quiet sobs as he now buried his face in his hands.

“Everyone hates me Y/N”

You immediately frowned and cranked your neck to your shoulder pouting your lips.

How could he say everyone hates him? You thought .

“They don’t hate you Michael, everyone loves you.”

You reached for the fabric on his jeans and brushed your hands on his knees attempting to calm him down.

“No one hates you Michael” You repeated whispering it this time your hand still on his knees.

Sobbing under his breath he managed to mutter “They do.”

“Hey.” you said moving your touch from his knees and your hand on his jawline to move his face towards yours .“They don’t hate you”

“You don’t understand “ he attempted to try turn away from yours gaze but failed miserably as you held his jaw firmly.

Soothing your fingers back and forth against his jawline “Listen to me.” You wiped his warm tender tears with your thumb and shook your head “They do not hate you angel face, they don’t .”

Still sniffing and his voice hoarse from all the crying “You don’t know that.” You lowered his shoulders just feeling bad for him.

“I do mike, I love you, your family loves you, your fans love you , so who doesn’t love you?” He stayed mute moving his pupils towards the wall still listening to what you had to say. But his mind was foggy and numb with thoughts of self hatred.

Just by looking at his blue face that was only lit up by the lightning happening outside , you could read exactly what he was thinking.

“Stop it Michael. Look at me.” Your voice became louder in instant except lowering it on the last word.

Again, he turned his gape towards you. His pupils surrounded by the thinnest tint of red . You pouted softly , you could see the visible pain in his eyes . Tears constantly formed in his eyes, although he tried his best to stop it. He kept gasping for air trying to control his breathing , looking at you helplessly.

“Nobody hates you.” He didn’t believe you and you knew it but what could you do but be there for him.

“I love you” you added not expecting a reply because if it were you in his position you wouldn’t say anything too.

Silence now filled the bedroom and sadness lingered in the air. “ I don’t want to do this tour , I hate Sony so much.” His Bambi eyes which were once filled with joy now filled with sorrow.

“Oh….baby” instantly you wrapped his neck with your arms pulling him in to a hug which he really needed. You could feel him melt into the hug and sob even more into your shoulders.

Holding the back of his head with the most delicate touch “It’s okay, it’s okay” you let him cry onto you to take all his sadness out.

“It’s okay to cry, Michael” you quietly whispered into his ears rocking him side to side slowly.

Then pulling him back from the hug you kissed his temple your hands cupping his face “I love you Michael “ you repeated just to make sure he understood that you loved him.

His face still full of tears “Every single day, they make me go to rehearsal , it’s like I’m not even my self”

“Take it slow Michael, take it easy on your self” you said gazing into his doe eyes not looking away once.

“My moon…. The moon,my man” you said your voice barely cracked on each word. You kissed him on his temple again , your hands remaining cupped on his face. His pain was your pain and your heart broke just by looking at him.

He leaned in kissing you lightly on your lips his eyes all focused on you , while his hands gravitated to your waist.

A smile tugged on his lips “I don’t know what I’d do without you “ . You giggled a little removing your hands from his face and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.

He moved slightly “Hey, don’t kiss me there” suddenly his sorrow turned into a loud laughter. You looked confused scrunching your face a little at his remark.

“Kiss me here “ he said drawing you softly by your neck toward his lips without a second thought .

Melting into the kiss immediately his hands still on your waist he pushed your body against his.

Your heart beater irrationally and your pulse quickened. His tongue grazed your lips as away of making you open your mouth to make him feel at home. His tongue wandered inside your mouth whilst your upper lip caught his.

Small noises of pleasure and appreciation both escaped your mouth. One of his hands still on your neck moving slightly to the rhythm.

You moved your body closer closing the tiniest gap in between you both wanting more than a kiss.

Noticing small smirks across his lips made you giggle. For a second he withdrew from the passionate kiss to say “You are so wonderf-“ He words trailed off as you pulled him by the collar of his shirt and continued the kiss. You couldn’t help but to keep laughing under your breath struggling to keep up with the kiss because of what just happened.

Giving up you buried your self in his shoulder hands still on his collar covering your face with embarrassment.

“Why do you always manage to make me feel like this Michael?” You said moving your head just to look at him and your head on his shoulder.

Shrugging his shoulders and covering his mouth trying to maintain the laughter “I- I don’t know” you nudged him playfully.

You nuzzled his shoulder and kissed his neck sucking it gently leaving small little bites all over.

“Hey stop that you’re tickiling me” giggles slipped out of his mouth .You stopped for a moment and moved your head up to face him. “You like it though” a knowing smirk illustrated on your face.

“I do, I really do Y/N” his hands now rubbing your back gently.

Both now sat in silence you then spotted a small Peter pan plushie placed on his bed near his pillows “You’re my Peter Pan” you chuckled under your breath.“You’re my Wendy , but you’re also my tinker-bell because you’re just so beautiful .” Butterflies filled your stomach but you just smiled in awe.

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𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 ♡

A/N : First time writing a fan-fiction give me your honest feedback <3

Pairings: Michael!Thriller x Y/N

𑣲⋆ : You were at the set of thriller however you were getting tired. Your boyfriend gave you a present maybe to make up for having you here so late.

The moon was glowing within the dark night sky while effortlessly beautiful stars surrounded it. You were in the midst of it all, gazing up at the art work above taking it all in. And the hairs on your arms stood evenly straight and the breeze tickled your bare skin making you shiver slightly.

Your boyfriend was filming the thriller music video and this was the perfect night. There were fake zombies on set and it was a full moon, it was simply perfect.

Slumped on the chair you turned your gaze to now look at the dancers who were perfectly on sync with the upbeat music playing loudly. Your boyfriend was front and centre as usual and smile of admiration tugged on the side of your cheek. He was wearing a red leather jacket that you just envied. You were pleased and proud nonetheless he was so handsome. And you just thought :

How did I out of all girls manage to be dating THE Michael Jackson?

“Alright take 5” John landis shouted from the back whilst intensively standing and studying the shot they just took.

Once he announced a break the dancers immediately departed and went to go look for any type of refreshments to cool their sweating bodies. Some even went to touch up their make up as their faces were practically melting.

Whilst you were observing everyone around you felt a sudden movement from behind you.

“BOO” Michael shouted firmly holding your uptight shoulders and watched you shriek and jump hopelessly like an actual zombie showed up behind you.

“Michael that’s not funny!” You said holding on firmly to the chair trying to catch your breath. “It was funny” he giggled helplessly pointing at your face, teasing you as per usual.

You yawned and rolled your eyes positioning your self away from Michael. It was nearing 2AM and you were getting exceedingly tired eye bags were slowly starting to form underneath your soft swollen eyes.

“Are you tired” he asked walking up from behind and one hand still on your shoulder so he could talk to you directly. You sighed in boredom and buried your face in your hands then slowly bringing them down so your eyes could meet his.

”Yes Michael that’s why I’m going home”

You watched his smile slowly turn into a soft pout and his head tilted slightly as if he was trying to read your thoughts. “Why? It’s fun please don’t leave me” he begged as you got up careful not to stumble on your heels.

“I’m really, really, really tired” You said sure on your final decision.

“I thought we were going to go home together ?”.

“It’s two in the morning. Michael I’ve been here for hours.” He sulked now reaching for your soft gentle hands to fiddle with. “I’m sorry angel face” you added. “It’s ok, I promise” Removing his soothing touch from your hands, he cupped your tender warm face and moved it towards his then leaned his head against yours. “I really love you apple head” he whispered under his breath careful not to share this vulnerable moment with others.

You didn’t say anything thinking it was just Michael attempting to make you feel bad so you would say. Instead you just tangled your fingers in his curly hair and pulled him into a hug.

“I need to show you something honey” He spoke while you sighed into his shoulder.

You pulled back from the hug eyes still swollen giving him a curious face. “It’s in my trailer come on” . Without a second thought he held you by your fragile wrist and pulled you to the back of the set where his trailer was located. Your hair now blowing away with the intensely cold wind . You followed his lead up to the steps of the trailer again careful not to stumble.

He opened the relatively large door while releasing his grip on your wrist and stood behind the door so you could walk your way in.

“What is it Michael ?” You asked trying hard to stay awake in the moment. He turned away and disappeared into the depths of the trailer intensively rummaging for whatever he wanted to show you. After 30 long seconds “Ah hah!” He jumped rushing over to you . “What is that?” You tried to hold your tired facial expression which was about to break into a smile. “It’s Minnie” You gently took the plushie from his hands and brushed your fingers against the smooth fabric. Your eyes widened as your brain just processed what he had just done the tiredness disappearing off your face. “ Omg we’re matching now, you have Mickey and I have Minnie” you instantly wrapped one of your arms around his neck pulling him into a deep hug. “She so pretty” you exclaimed , rocking side to side trying to maintain your excitement. “Thank you so much Michael , I love you” You added on, by now words of appreciation were just rolling of your tongue .

But he liked that about you, that was his favourite thing about you. “ It’s nothing “ he replied slowly withdrawing from the hug to look up at your shining eyes. “It’s not nothing Michael” You laughed staring at the plushie.

You placed a gentle kiss on his lips then another one and another. “I love it so much” you said in between the kisses. He smiled, his heart warming in the inside seeing how much he could make you happy in a minute.

“ I knew you would love it”

“You were right”

“Im always right”

“You’re not” You playfully hit his chest but left your hand there there on his chest while tilting your head to look up at him. The room brewed with uninvited tension and silence filled the barely audible commotion happening outside. You smiled, a knowing smile and removed your hand from his chest to brush your fingers against his jawline.

“You’re so beautiful” He spoke quietly very quietly but loud enough for you to hear him. Without wasting another second he drew you into a kiss.

You deliberately closed your eyes falling into the deep kiss he’d trapped you in. His hands travelled down your back to hold your exposed waist pressing your body against his breaking the small distance between you both.

You moved your hand to hold the back of his head to move your tongue slightly inward between his lips. Soft noises escaped his mouth as your tongue explored his. You retreated back from the kiss, both your lips slightly swollen then you simply bit his lip gently as a metaphorical farewell. Also softly kissing his cheek leaving a mark of lipgloss there.

“I don’t want you to go”

“Im sorry angel, I’ll call you tomorrow “

“Do you promise?”

“I promise.” You said nudging him slightly giggling.

“Bye,I love you” He bellowed as you turned to walk down the step.

“I love you more”

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