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When We Were Young Pt 2

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💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 151 · Title: When We Were Young Pairing: Michael Jackson x Reader (Original Character) Content: Fluff - no real warnings, all

Summary: Snapshots of reader’s life with Michael Jackson.

Content: Fluff, established relationship, no use of y/n, mentions of pregnancy

Author’s note: In this fic the author and MJ use the nicknames Darling and Pan for each other. This is a Peter Pan reference to Wendy Darling and of course Peter Pan.

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We were 25 years old.

“Ok, Michael, I’d like you to make your intro from the top stair there. Start slowly walking down to join your brothers after the fireworks go off behind you. Everything else we will keep the same, everybody!” The director for the commercial advised.

I sat in a folding chair next to Katherine in the crew area. I decided this morning I wanted to surprise Michael at work because I knew he wasn’t thrilled to be doing the commercial in the first place. I mentioned what I was doing to Katherine and she asked to tag along. She didn’t often get to see her boys working like this and thought it would be fun.

The director returned to his spot behind the camera, “Ready…places… action!”

The music sprang to life once more, a moment later the fire canon at the back of the stage erupted showering the air behind Michael with sparks. He took one step, then another, my stomach dropped, something wasn’t right. Katherine gasped and I saw the fire spark to life in his hair half a moment before he felt it.

I jumped to my feet yelling, “Michael!”

In the same breath his hands flew to his scalp in an attempt to stifle the growing blaze. It felt like time stood still, what was less than a minute felt like an eternity. I suddenly knew nothing other than what was happening in front of me. I probably couldn’t have remembered my name if someone asked. Jackie quickly removed the jacket he wore, and threw it over Michael’s head, holding it to him and patting the garment to make sure it smothered the flame. Michael fell to the floor with the commotion, Jackie falling with him still holding the jacket wrapped around Michael. All at once it was like time sped up again and I was able to move. I ran to him falling to my knees, Katherine not far behind standing over us. Marlon stood pulling Michael up with him as first responders rushed onto the scene.

Michael lay in the hospital bed with a medical cap and bandages holding it in place wrapped around his head.

“I can’t believe this. I’m so sorry, Michael.” Tears spilled from my eyes for what felt like the hundredth time in the past few hours, I squeezed his hand.

“What if I have to wear a wig? What if I have a big scar in the middle of my head? I’ll look even uglier.” His eyes bore into mine desperately looking for answers and reassurance.

“You could never be ugly.”

“I already am.”

“Don’t say that. You’re the most beautiful, handsome, and sexiest man there is.” I end the sentiment with a playful wink and wiggle my eyebrows.

“Don’t say that,” he blushes, a small smile threatening the corner of his mouth.

“But it’s the truth.”

“You have to say that, I’m your husband.”

“I love you, Pan.”

“I love you more, Darling.”

I took his chin in my hand and peppered his face with kisses until he smiled.

—-

We were 26 years old.

It was the final night of the Victory Tour and Michael was pacing his dressing room.

“I still don’t know if I can do this, Darling.”

“You can. You can do anything you set your mind to. You are brave, you are the confident.”

“I am brave. I am confident,” Michael repeated the mantras back helping to soothe his nervous energy.

“You got this, Pan,” I assured with a smile. When Michael glanced over at me, I winked.

“You really think so?”

“I know so.”

“Listen up-” Michael announced to the roaring audience later that evening, “I’d like to say… this is our last and final tour.”

I glanced sidelong to where Joseph was standing a few feet away from me backstage. His mouth slowly fell open as he registered what Michael had just said.

“And.. this is our farewell tour,” it was obvious that Michael’s confidence that usually accompanies him onstage was not with him in this moment “You’ve all been wonderful, it’s been a long twenty years and we love you all.”

His brothers shared quick glances amongst themselves behind him. It was obvious they were surprised but trying not to show it on stage.

“What the hell did you just do, boy,” Joseph muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. It was then that he seemed to recall my presence. “This your doing?”

“It is not. But I support his decision 100%.”

“Oh, so you support him abandoning his family then? Not caring about his brothers, not caring about me who made him who he is?”

“Michael is a genius. His success was not dependent on you.”

“He’s an idiot. What kind of man turns their back on their-”

“Michael!” I cut Joseph off when the boys began to make their way off stage. I ran into Michael’s arms, holding him tight as I whispered “Come on let’s get out of here.” Before Joseph even had a chance to approach him.

I grabbed his hand, almost running back to his dressing room with him. I lock the door once we are inside and gently shove his back against it.

“I’m so proud of you,” I whisper onto his lips before crashing mine against his.

—-

We were 29 years old.

“I can’t believe it’s ready,” Michael was giddy with excitement as we sat on the floor of our room in Hayvenhurst, Muscles the snake draped across Michael as Bubbles sat in my lap.

Bubbles was playing with a necklace I wore, carefully examining the different colored beads occasionally trying to nibble at them.

“We will have so much room for our animals,” he continued “It will be a whole zoo!”

“I can’t wait! I want more cats- big cats, house cats it doesn’t even matter.” I giggled.

Soon, Michael and I would be moving into our new home. But it was so much more than just a home, it was an entire ranch. It was something we had only dreamed of since we were kids. It would be used as a refuge for us as well as family, friends, and our beloved animals. We want to ensure that everyone within its gates would only know peace.

We would call it Neverland.

“You know,” Michael started with a tinge of pink on his cheeks and a sparkle in his eye,“there will be plenty of room for children.”

His comment made me freeze. I stared at him with a look bordering on panicked.

“What- we always talked about having kids. Oh please Darling, don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind, I want to be a father so bad.” He was rambling like he always tended to when he was nervous.

“No, no, it’s not that. It’s just I can’t remember when the last time I got my period was.”

His jaw fell open slightly from surprise for only a moment before a wide toothy grin appeared on his face, “Do you really think this could mean-“

“I don’t know I need a test.”

“Bill!” Michael’s sudden yell startled me as he jumped up from his seated position with Muscles.

He opened the door and I heard him sprint halfway down the hall, sounding like he pretty much ran right into Bill with his nervous energy.

“I need you to do me a favor- can you please go purchase some pregnancy tests? As soon as you can Bill, please.” Michael was a bundle of nerves tripping over his words but his face still held that giant smile.

“I’ll put Muscles away.” He muttered to no one in particular when LaToya poked her head out of her room.

“Did someone say pregnancy tests?!” She screeched.

“Who’s pregnant?” Janet asked frantically, stepping into the hallway.

“Janet you’re pregnant?!” This time it was Marlon opening his door to the commotion.

“No, I asked WHO is pregnant.”

“Somebody’s pregnant?” Great, now sweet Miss Katherine was mixed up in all this.

I buried my face in my hands and let out a small laugh not sure why I also felt like crying could be appropriate. Bubbles mimicked my action causing me to let out another huff of anxious laughter.

Michael began ascending the stairs after having put Muscles back in his enclosure, he put up his hands in an attempt to calm the situation as he walked into the chaotic scene.

“My darling wife is pregnant!” He then announced.

“We don’t know that,” I exclaimed, silly me for thinking Michael was going to extinguish this jumbled family dialogue and not add more fuel to the fire.

An hour later I found myself sitting on the edge of the tub in the bathroom, holding both of Michael’s hands, his right leg bouncing anxiously as we waited for the timer on his watch to tell us three minutes has passed. We both kept glancing nervously towards the bathroom sink where the tests laid facedown like one of them would jump up and bite us. The entire family had gathered outside the bathroom door, another reason I was thankful my husband and I would soon have our own home. I loved how invested they were, but in a moment like this where emotions ran high I wish it was just the two of us. Although, they did try to make it as discreet as possible since it was quiet outside the door aside from the occasional ‘shhh’.

When his watch beeped we both jumped and I heard anxious shuffling and whispers outside. We looked at each other before he gave my hands a gentle squeeze as we stood.

“At the count of three we turn over the tests together. No matter what it says, I love you. I love you so much.” I nodded at Michael’s words knowing tears would escape if I tried to speak.

“One… two… three.” I gasped audibly and covered my mouth with my hand. My panicked eyes immediately searched Michael’s for validation. He barked a laugh as tears sprang to his eyes.

“You ok?” His eyes immediately softened, looking for an answer in mine.

I nodded my head, tears spilling over, “We’re going to have a baby.”

“We’re going to have a baby.” He repeated whispering, leaning in to kiss me.

It was slow and sweet. His kiss conveyed the happiness and warmth words never could.

“Enough is enough already, what did it say?” Janet’s voice came through the door with a pounding knock.

The disruption broke our kiss as we shared a look and laughed, both of us silently shedding tears of joy.