Review ใปใป Michael has a crush on his next door neighbor.
โ โโโโ โโโโ Sound Checkใปใป Deep thanks to my pookies @confetti-cakemix and @vampgothicz for enabling me to write this! I said I would never write a rpf but the Michael movie has been on my mind and his music is currently being injected into my brain.
โ โโโโ โโโโCreditsใปใป General audience! Fluff. Light teasing. First kiss. Post Off the wall/ Pre thriller! MJ Era. not proof read , I am free. wc. 3k
Disclaimer โผ Iโm basing this on Jafaar's performance of Michael. That means his personality is taken straight from the movies portrayal! This is all purely fictional. Thank You .แ
It wasn't often that Michael had people over to his house. Sure, he had Managers and musicians come and go. The mailman and other various company movers ride through, but he doesn't ever remember a time when somebody so normal, someone whose main task wasn't to appeal to the Jacksons, came through here.
Michael didn't have friends, not human at least. He had Bubbles, Louie, Musclesโ but none of them was a girlโ a human girlโ who was currently sitting in the stables of Louie's pen. Waiting for Michael to introduce another one of his exotic friends.ย
You waited patiently, eyes filled with sparkle, cheeks blooming with warmth. You came over, your first time, usually only conversing through the cracks of the walls or by mail due to the massive amounts of fans outside of his gates.
It happened by coincidence, a mistake that turned into a blessing of sorts.ย
You had packages delivered to his front door, a mishap by the mailman, but you didn't seem to mind it too much. You simply found the perfect opportunity to catch him while he was leaving from his recording studio, calling for someone to answer because you've been trying to get past the gates all week.ย
He heard, remembering that Latoya had mentioned that there were a few packages that weren't meant for the Jacksons a few days ago and he followed the tune of your shouts.ย
After another helpless call, he answered.ย
"I think we have your packages," he said, your voice immediately stopping.ย
He heard silence for a while, the breeze brushing through the trees. "Um, Hello?" He said. The sun was slowly making its way down to introduce the night. He was getting cold, and he had a meeting to get to in the morning.ย
He thought you left, but you spoke up.ย
"Y-Yes! I'm sorry, I've been doing this every day, I thought I started to hear things!"ย
He chuckled lowly, finding it all amusing. "Sorry, the front gates are always guarded, but I can have someone deliver it to you tomorrow."
"Oh, that would be perfect! Thank you!"ย
It wasn't the last time he got your packages, occasionally getting them every few weeks. But it was all cleared when he had the mailman return them.ย
"Do you really read through all of this mail?" Latoya gasped, opening a red envelope with decorated hearts. "There are so many, it'll be next year by the time you finish."ย
"I don't mind, it makes me feel important to people when they take the time to write to me."ย
He picked up a white envelope, his eyes immediately drawn to the last name.ย
He's seen that name before, on the wrong packages often delivered to his front step.
He opened it, turning away from Latoya who was still in awe of the thousands of letters scattered around on his floor.ย
He finally got your nameโ a pretty name at that. Handwriting that was cursive and bubbly, penmanship you don't see often decorated the paper.ย
You thanked him. A few sentences written about how grateful you were that even with the mishap, he didn't mind sending the packages back. You also mentioned how you were amazed at the fact that you could see a giraffe from your bedroom window sometimes, a sight you don't see often but felt delighted by it.ย
"I would love to see one up close the same way you do. But maybe when I'm much older and can travel the world on my own, perhaps I will. Thank you once again!"ย
And that was it.ย
He probably read the letter ten times before he realized that for the first time, you didn't want to see him as everybody else didโ hoping they could get something out of him like a picture or an autographโ but you didn't mention any of it. You simply stated that you wanted to see his animals.ย
Not him.ย
His animals.ย
And that is what started his deep infatuation with you.ย
He wrote a letter back in the dead of night. The Pen scratching off certain words, frustration hitting through him, and then he was crumpling the paper once more, a fresh sheet already settled under his hand. It's been an hour, the fifth paper so far, and he tried his best to make sure the letter was perfect. It's easier sending a fax to businessmen about his ideas and new musical ideas regarding his career and the next album of his life, but sending a letter to somebody soโฆย regularย felt like the hardest thing in the world.ย
And sending it out was even harder.ย
But it happened.ย
And he kicked himself for it.ย
When he got his fan mail in two large bags, the only thing he wanted to read was yours.ย
The dial rings once before the line is picked up, the receiver immediately placed against his ear. You greet him first, voice trembling. โOh! H-Hello? Im S-Sorry, is this the Jacksonโs residence?โย
โDepends." Michael was lying on his back, the cord stretching from his night stand. โMissing a package again?โ
"Michael? Oh goodness, I thought I got the wrong number. I thought that, maybe you were pranking me or somethingโ"
That was a few days ago.ย
"Why would I give you a fake number?"
"Why wouldn't you?"ย
There's some hidden underlying fact in your words, like this wasn't the first time you've gotten somebodies number and it was fake. But Michael wasn't like that. He was kind and genuineโ he liked having someone to talk to, even if they were animals sometimes.ย
"No, this is real. My own personal number."
"O-Oh, I see."ย
It went quiet on the other line.ย
"I hope I'm not bothering you, I know it's late but you said if I needed anybody to talk to youโฆ you were always freeโ"
"Did I say that?" He sounded dead serious.ย
"Huh? I think so? Waitโ I'm pretty sure?" You gasped in distraught. "Oh my gosh, did I read that wrong? I'm so sorry, I-I thought the letter โ"
Michael laughed behind the line. "I'm joking with you."
โHey! Come on, donโt be a tease!" you whined.ย
He found comfort like this, something he only truly found in his family centric circleโ besides Joe.ย
"So, what's the matter?"
He heard you shuffling, the line going quiet.ย
"I umโฆneeded to hear someone other then my parentsโฆ I guess?"
Michael sat up, the tension hardening. "What's wrong with your parents?"
"They think it's okay to control your life," you sighed. "I understand, respect your parents, blah, blah, blahโ but I have dreams too you know? I wanna be an actor! Or maybe a journalist? I'm not sure yet, but I'm working it out."
He could relate to that. All of his life has been controlled by Joe. Singing, dancing, shows, musicโ all of it. His last album was probably the first time he's felt free and the thought of making another one gave him hope but that heavy presence has never left.ย
"I get it. I have issues with my parents too."ย
The connection sparkled.ย
You both talked for hours afterwards, bubbles sleeping besides him, curled up against his side. You talked about more of your dreams, thoughts you had of the world and he listened.ย
Eventually it turned into him listing off exotic animals he liked and planned on inviting to his home. He was on number 47, the list already bizarre as it was.ย
"โ and If I could own a panda, I could have free cuddly hugs every minute of the day."ย
"Pandaโฆ elephantโฆ koalaโฆ" you said in anstonishment. "Gee, what are you going to say next? A snake?"
"No, I wouldn't say that."
"Thank goodnessโ"
"I already own a snake. His name is Muscles."ย
Another slew of chuckles shot through him at how silent you had gotten. "Are you surprised? I mean, do you think that'sโฆ" his laughter died, jaw setting tightly. He didn't want to say that word, he hated using that word, but he wouldn't be surprised if you used it. "โThat's โฆ not likeโฆweirdโฆto you?"ย
"Weird?" You started, voice shooting up an octave in offense.ย
"Y-Yeah, I mean, some people say it's weird. My brothers think so, and Joesphโ"
"Oh Michaelโ" He thought he heard an angel on the other line. "โthat's not weird at all. If anything, it makes you more interesting. Not a lot of people care about animals."ย
He chewed his bottom lip. "If you wantโ I mean, only if you want, you can say no if you want too. Butโฆ You can come overโ I mean, visit. I can show you what I have so far."
"You mean that?"ย
"Yes. How about tomorrow?"ย
"Tomorrow is no goodโ" He kicked himself for asking. "โ the day after is perfect though. If you still want me?"ย
He jumped from the bed and bubbles snorted in annoyance but went back to sleep. "Yes! yes, of course. I'll have Bill come for you."
"Who's that?"
"He's my body guard, but I trust him like a father."
"Okay."ย
Michael got the excited jitters, pumping his fist.ย
"The day after tomorrow then?" You asked.ย
"The day after tomorrow then," he repeated back, like he couldn't believe what he was saying.ย
"Goodnight Michael."
The line cut, and Michael felt like he was on cloud nine.ย
You came over, just as he hoped, and he immediately showed you his home. The pool, the garden, his room. Nobody was home but the maids, his brothers and father were off somewhere he didn't care to know. All that mattered was that he got the house to himself so that he could show you around without questions following.ย
You were amazed at his room, the collections of toys and posters he had almost made your eyes pop. You asked about his endless figurines of the Disney character Peter Pan and he gave you the simplest answer.ย
"He's me."ย
You didn't make a face in disgust, but you did ask a question.ย
"Can you fly too?"
He laughed at that. "I'm working on it. If we can land on the moon, it's not far off that a man could fly too."ย
He introduced you to Bubbles first and while you were scared to get closeโ holding onto his hand and shaking like an earth quakeโ you told him that it was very kind of him to rescue a chimpanzee. Muscles on the other hand you refused to go in the room.ย
He's never laughed so much in his life.ย
Louie made you calmer. Finding that he was cute and cuddly. And the famous giraffe you often saw outside of your window made the time spent perfect.ย
You had to go of course, but the late night call was filled with joy.ย
After that, the calls only kept coming. When he was away, far off while traveling with his brothers, he would send letters to your home in hopes that you would send back. It made him feel special in some way, knowing that somebody cared more about who he was then just the musical aspects of his character.ย
Whenever you felt down, expressing concern about life and your parents exhausting expectations, he would sneak you over to his house and play twisters in his room.ย
The maids saw you enough, but they didn't say anything.ย
And he was thankful for that.ย
But Bill, his bodyguard and trusted friend had a whole lot to say with a sharp raise of his brows and that light smirk on his face.ย
"She's your girlfriend now?"
Michael would dodge the question with another question. "So men can't have female friends?"ย
Bill didn't push for more, but he knew deep down that as long as Michael was happy, that's all that mattered.ย
"I wonder what he's thinking?"
You were sitting besides him, arms stretched out to pet Louie's head, a small grin adorning your face.
He's known you for a year and your friendship still felt new. Like always, you snuck over, played one of his many board games, and he talked about the stress he had over his upcoming album. So, you suggested that some fresh air could do him good.ย
Here you were, dangerously close, while showing one of his friends love that he so desperately wanted himself. He believed this was his chance to confess his deepest desire. He chewed the inside of his lips, formed the words in his head, and let it go.ย
"I thinkโฆ" He took a deep breath, eyes scanning your face for your next reaction. You were petting Louie's head, comepletly enamored by himโ a girl unlike anybody he's ever seen. "Iโฆum, I think he likes you," He finally said, his breath leaving seconds after.ย
Your eyes slowly found his, attention drawn, your hands slowing down but still acknowledging Louie. "Really?" You questioned, lips curling into a grin. "How'd you know that?"ย
He gulped, suddenly put on the spot. "He told me."
"Told you?" You titled your head, cheeks puffing with your grin. "Who Louie?"ย
If this was anybody else, they would have laughed in his face. Called him insane, maybe delusionalโ in need of more time with humans and less time with animalsโ but you didn't do either.ย
You stared at him in wonder, your attention all on him.ย
Michael cleared his throat, "Y-Yeah, when they like someone, t-they make this small humming noiseโ sometimes you can tell by the ears. It's down, relaxedโ he likes you. A lot." And he probably shouldn't have stumbled on his words so much, painfully obvious, but thankfully you didn't seem to catch it.ย
"Oh wow, you sure know a whole lot about llamas." you drew your attention back to Louie.ย
He could finally catch his breath.ย
"I should probably leave soon. Your family might be back any minute now."ย
He didn't want you to leave.ย
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, Your probably a very busy man. Don't need to cut your time to spend it with me."
And that was the problem, he wanted to spend it with you.ย
He needed an excuse to get you to stay longer. "Waitโ can I show you something?"
"Show me what?" You looked at him questionably.ย
"I've been working on something but I need input."
"You want my input?" You looked down in thought, "I mean, sure, but I'm not that very good at criticizing things."ย
"Don't worry, I don't bite."ย
You shoved him with your elbow lightly. "Please, I'm more scared of the snake."ย
"Then let's go." He stood up abruptly, dusting off his pants. "It's only a few steps away from hereโ"ย
Michael's jaw almost dropped.ย
You were leaning forward, placing a kiss against Louie's cheek, a goodbye filled with love. Michael wasn't often jealous, but standing here, now, watching you show affection for someone other than him filled him with jealousy beyond comprehension.ย
"Goodbye Louie." You petted his head once again and stood up.ย
Michael swallowed around a lump.ย
"Where is it again?" You questioned.
The studio felt warmer than before. Inches away from you once again but this time it was in his most vulnerable field.ย
He finished playing a few of his demos, the ones Quincy gave his stamp of approval. You listened and bobbed your head, side eyeing him at particular high ending sections of the songs with a amazement on your face.ย
"These were really good," you smiled, "I particularly like Starlight, although I'm a little confused on the meaning."ย
"It's upbeatโ something to get the crowd moving."ย
"Sure,butโ" you tapped your chin, "I feel like it's missing something."ย
He wrote something down on paper, a few words taken straight from your mouth.ย
Good but missing something
He placed his pen down, turning towards you. "The album isn't done yet, but I'm hoping it becomes the biggest album ever. Still working through some other songs, a title for the album, promotional picturesโ other tedious things that you probably don't want to hear."
"I don't mind," you looked over at him. "I like when your like thisโ happy. You get so hyper about music, I can't help but be hypnotized."ย
Michael begin to sweat, his face suddenly warm. "You do?"
"We're alike, you and me. Although I'm not a Super Star like you," you laughed. "I can barely handle cleaning my room and your here mixing instruments and doing tours."ย
"T-That makes sense."ย
A knock on the door startled you both.ย
Bill came in, tapping his watch. "You family will be back soon, time to go."ย
Michael screamed internally.ย
"Guess I'll see you later?" You titled your head, rubbing a hand over his arm.ย
"I-I guess so."ย
You both couldn't break eye contact even if you tried.ย
"Can I do something real quick?" You asked, catching Michael off guard.ย
"Sureโ"ย
He wasn't sure what this feeling wasโ if he was going through cardiac arrest or if someone was hitting him with a bat at the chest, but all he knew was that he didn't want that feeling to go away.ย
You leaned in, same way you did with Louie and kissed Michael's cheek. Your eyes shut close and your hands resting over his knee. You didn't pull away, even when Bill knocked on the door again. Time fell still. The moment so right that everything was swept away and replaced by your presences only.ย
Michael didn't know what to do with himself.ย
Finally, you broke away and chuckled to yourself. "See you later Mikey." You stood up and left a very flabbergasted Michael Jackson.ย
You opened the door, Bill greeted you and you left with a light skip in your step.ย
Bill came in, checking in on Michael. "You alright?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah," he shook the shock from his body, cheeks still warm. "I was going to write down a new song."ย
"Ohhh, Okay. Well, if you need me, I'll be out hereโ " before he turned, he called out. "โ and Michael?"
Michael looked at him in question. "Yes?"
Bill pointed to his cheek. "You got a little something there. It's red, like a kissโ"
Michael quickly rubbed his hand over his cheek. "O-Oh okay! I gotta get to work. I'm a very busy man Bill."ย
Once Bill left, Michael finally left to his thoughts. He wrote something else under your critique, his face still bloomed with heat.ย
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