Ooh could you do make a fic with Janet or any of the Jacksons where yall are best friends but they secretly want the reader and are kinda obsessive?
Summary: You and Janet are best friends and Janet secretly wants you and becomes a little obsessive.
You'd been friends with Janet for so long that people assumed you were practically family. "You two finish each other's sentences," Jackie teased one afternoon, Janet just smiled. "We've known each other forever," she replied casually.
What she didn't say was that she'd memorized the way your laugh changed depending on what genuinely amused you or that she could tell your mood from the sound of your footsteps before you even entered a room.
"You've been quiet today," Janet said as you flopped onto the couch in her living room. "I'm just tired." "You sure?" You nodded. She studied your face for a moment longer than necessary before handing you a mug of tea. "I added extra honey that's how you like it." You blinked. "I never told you that."
"You didn't have to." She said it with such an easy smile that you laughed it off.
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The first time someone flirted with you in front of her, you barely noticed, Janet did. The stranger leaned against the studio doorway. "So are you seeing anyone?" You laughed awkwardly. "No, not really."
Before you could say anything else, Janet appeared beside you. "They're busy." The stranger looked confused. "Oh sorry." "No worries," Janet answered, her smile perfectly polite. She didn't move didn't even blink, the stranger eventually wandered away. You nudged her shoulder. "You scared them." "I did?" "A little."
"Hm." She didn't sound sorry. A few days later, you mentioned someone had asked for your number. Janet's expression barely changed. "Oh?" "Yeah they seemed nice." "What did you say?" "I told them I'd think about it."
Silence. "You deserve someone who actually understands you." "I'm sure." She looked directly at you. " No, most people don't listen when you talk they wait for their turn." You frowned a little "That's oddly specific."
"I listen." There was something in her voice that made your stomach flutter. Over the next few weeks, little things became impossible to ignore. Your favorite snacks appeared before you mentioned craving them. If you forgot your jacket, "I brought it." If you canceled plans because you were overwhelmed. "I already knew."
"How?" "You've done it every third Thursday this month." "You counted?"
"I notice things."She shrugged as if everyone did that.
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One evening you caught her staring not in a creepy way more like intensely. "What?" "You've got paint on your cheek." "So tell me."
"I like looking at you." Your heart skipped. She realized what she'd admitted. "As a friend," she added quickly. Neither of you believed it.
Later that night, you wandered into the kitchen for water. The lights were dim. Janet sat at the counter, turning a mug in her hands. "You couldn't sleep either?" you asked. She smiled faintly. "I was thinking."
"About?" "You." You raised your eyebrows. "Me?" She nodded. "You trust people too easily." You laughed. "I think I'm doing okay."
"I know." Her fingers tightened around the mug. "I just don't like imagining someone hurting you." "You sound protective."
"I am." There was a pause. "Maybe a little too protective."
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Weeks passed before everything finally came to a head. You arrived at rehearsal excited. "I've got a date tonight." Janet froze. "A date." "Yeah." She nodded once. "That's nice." For the rest of rehearsal, she barely spoke. That evening your phone ringed. "Can we talk?"
You stopped by her house afterward. She opened the door. "You canceled your date." "How did you know?" "You came here."
"Right." She took a slow breath. "I need to tell you something." Her usual confidence had disappeared. "I've tried not to." You stayed silent. "I know we're best friends." "We are." "I know I should probably keep it that way." Another pause. "Every time someone gets close to you..."
She laughed softly at herself. "I hate it." You blinked. "I hate wondering if they'll become more important than me." "Janet." "I know it's irrational." She looked down. "I know memorizing your schedule isn't normal."
"You memorized my schedule?" "Mostly." "The names of your childhood pets." You couldn't help smiling. "You've really been paying attention."
"I've been in love with you." The room fell silent. "For years." She rubbed the back of her neck, embarrassed. "I told myself being your best friend was enough." "It wasn't?" She shook her head. "Not even close."
You stepped toward her. "So all those times you magically showed up" "I wanted to make your life easier." She met your eyes. "I always will."
You smiled. "I think I've been waiting for you to say that." Janet stared. "Really?" You laughed. "You do realize you're impossible to miss, right?" She covered her face. "I spent years trying to hide it." "You weren't very good at it."
"I know." She laughed too, relief finally replacing the tension. "So can I kiss you?" "You probably should." She smiled brighter than you'd ever seen before. "I've wanted to hear that for a very long time."
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