req: heyyy is okay of you make a Jermajesty fanfic were hes live on ig while playing basketball then bsf reader comes outside and shes wearing, pj Bootay shorts, crop top, and her curly hair down.Then they starts getting freaky with each other and the chat starts teasing him and she does a face reveal?!❤️
warnings: lil bit freaky or wtv
a/n: yall r so horny I love it. also why he got them tiny ass sunglasses on his face😒 and also I can’t exactly describe the hair style since ppl have different hair types twin
Jermajesty was out playing basketball with Randy jr on live because they wanted to see who could make the most dunks. so far, Randy was winning an Jermajesty was getting pissed. he was bout this close to turning the live off until he saw you come outside.
you had on some black pj booty shorts, a black crop top and some shark slides (SEARCH ON AMAZKN TO SEE WHAT IM TALKING BOUT IF YOURE CURIOUS). Jermajesty whistled and slapped your ass playfully.
“Whatchu doin out here lookin this fine, baby?” he says and then hugs you. your face was turned away from the camera. “Well I wanted to come out here to see what you was fussing about now since you always fussing over something.” you said
“Ain’t that the truth” Randy said, Jermajesty threw a basketball to his head but he missed. no wonder Randy had the most dunks.
“Ignore that nigga, but girl you look fine today oh my gosh” he bit his lip rubbing your ass. he was kissing all up on your neck and licking your neck.
you both were so distracted you didn’t realize that the live was still going. you push him off and went to go grab the camera. then you realized you just showed your face.
“Well shiiii…” you say. (PLS GET THE REFERENCE). “Hey yall” the chat was going crazy and telling you how pretty you was and how you and Jermajesty looked good.
you gave Jermajesty the phone and he looked at the comments. he started smirking. “Yeah we would look good together, huh?”
you grab a towel and slap him with it. “HEY!” he yelled. “Shut up before you blow our cover.” and then you forget you were live once again. “Shit.”
Do one with Randy jr with the female reader who’s short (under 5’5) where he picks her up over his shoulder but ends throwing her on the bed and they end up in a tickle fight
Tickles
Randy Jr x reader
Summary: Your under 5'5 and Randy picks you up over his shoulder then tickles you.
Very short😶🌫️
“You’re so tiny, sweetheart.” You rolled your eyes. “I’m literally standing right here, Randy.”
He just grinned, hooked an arm around your waist, before you could protest “Randy!”
You were slung over his shoulder. “Put me down gaint!”
“Sorry, shortcake, can’t hear you from down there.” you smacked his back while he carried me to the bed. He tossed you onto the mattress, and before you could escape, he pinned your wrists and attacked your sides.
“RANDY- NO!” he pinned your wrists and attacked your sides. "Ticklish huh honey?”
“STOP- I SURRENDER!”
“Nah baby. You freed a hand and jabbed right under his ribs. Randy yelped. “WAIT- BABE!”
“My turn.” A minute later you were both sprawled across the bed, breathless and laughing.
Something with reader and jermajesty discovering the pregnancy and deciding how to tell the family, and when they tell they go crazy
surprise
summary: the best surprise the two of you could ever have
notes: i’m currently having baby fever so expect another baby related fic/blurb
You and Jermajesty were curled up together on the couch, a blanket thrown over your legs as some random movie played in the background.
“question” he started “what’s up babe” you replied staring at the tv “are you on your period” he asked also staring at the tv “no” you replied thinking nothing of it and a few seconds passed.
“oh…when was your last period” you did the math “last month.”
He slowly turned to look at you. “…Last month?” the turned to meet his eyes.
The realization hit both of you at the exact same time. “FUCK!”
Now the two of you sat cross-legged on the bathroom floor with 3 yes 3 pregnancy tests sitting in front of you face down
“I mean…” Jermajesty rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s not like we’re in a bad position” “true.” “We’ve got plenty of room” “Mhm.” “We’ve got money” “Yeah.”
“And…a baby wouldn’t exactly ruin our lives” You nodded. “…Right.”
Jermajesty reached over, intertwining your fingers with his and gave your hand a gentle squeeze.
“Positive or negative…” you looked over at him. “…We’ll be okay.” small smile spread across your face “I know.”
The timer on your phone went off and stomach immediately dropped.
you reached toward the tests. “Wait!” Jermajesty stopped you. “Let’s close our eyes and count down.” You looked at him like he’d lost his mind “Jermajesty, I’m already nervous as shit.”
“right, let’s just look” you grabbed all 3 of the tests and looked at them closely and very carefully
all three were positive…
“HOLY SHIT” you said in unison
a week later the two of you had a doctors appointment and you were indeed pregnant 8 weeks at that, you were even able to leave with a ultrasound picture, you couldn’t see much but you could definitely tell there was a baby in there
Two days later, everyone met for Sunday brunch.
Alejandra, Jermaine, Randy Jr., Jaafar, Donte, Genevieve, were already seated around the table when you and Jermajesty arrived.
When the drinks came, mimosas were placed in front of everyone and thankfully the champagne was served separately from the orange juice.
you reached for the orange juice and ignored the champagne and Alejandra noticed immediately.
“Baby, why didn’t you mix yours?” she asked “I can’t.” you answered without drinking
Jermajesty’s eyes shot toward you while your own eyes widened.
Oops.
Alejandra tilted her head. “Why not? are you sick?” “Something like that.” you replied “What do you mean something like that?”
The entire table had gone quiet.
You glanced at Jermajesty and gave you a tiny nod so you reached into your purse and pulled out a white envelope and handed it to Jaafar “…Can you pass this down?”
He looked between you and the envelope before passing it to Donte…the Randy Jr and then Jermaine.
Until finally… it reached Alejandra and she opened it
She pulled out the ultrasound picture and got a split second She froze.
“NO!” then entire restaurant turned to look “ARE YOU SERIOUS?!” she asked getting out of her seat
before either of you could answer, she hurried over and cupped both of your faces, kissing each of you on the forehead.
“My baby is having a baby!” she shouted, holding the ultrasound up for everyone to see.
Genevieve slapped a hand over her mouth “Oh my God…no way!” you laughed and nodded. “Yeah…”
Jaafar stood first, wrapping Jermajesty in a hug before pulling you into one too “Congratulations, little brother.”
Donte smiled from ear to ear “I knew something was up when y’all walked in looking all nervous.”
Randy Jr. gently took the ultrasound from his mom and then squinted at it. “…I’m not gonna lie…I have absolutely no idea what I’m looking at.” Jermaine leaned over his shoulder “Move.”
The two of them spent a solid thirty seconds examining the picture like detectives trying to solve a case.
“…I think that’s the head.” “No, that’s definitely a leg.” “That’s…not a leg.” “i don’t think it has legs yet”
Finally, Jermaine looked up with watery eyes and smiled. “I’m gonna have another grandbaby.” He walked over and pulled both of you into one big hug.
Jermajesty wrapped an arm around your shoulders and looked down at you with the biggest smile.
Synopsis: Tonight was supposed to be a celebration of your boyfriend’s biggest milestone—his Off the Wall release party. But as the night goes on, the cameras, fans, and industry executives slowly pull him away, leaving you wondering if there’s still room for you beside the man the world is falling in love with.
Warnings: sub!michael, jealousy, flirting with others, submissive behaviors, oral fixation, and service kink
Heat and glitter clung to the room as bodies swayed sensually against one another, flashing lights strobing and reflecting off of the disco ball spinning around. Every fifteen minutes a canon would explode, sending silver confetti through the air and landing perfectly over everyone’s bodies and landing in their hair. Even the dance floor was electric, every few footsteps you seen a glimpse of the rainbow lights shining before being covered with chunky heels
Michael was sweating harder than a sinner in church, he was so nervous about tonight. Sitting on top of the couch he patted the sweat off of his forehead before exhaling and looking around the room, anxiously waiting your arrival
“I hope she wouldn’t stand me up” he whispered under his breath
Everytime he looked up there was somebody new in his face. Rather it be an interviewer, a fan, or somebody from his entourage—it felt like everybody wanted a piece of him tonight
But the only person on his mind was you, you knew how to calm his rapid thoughts and emotions. Especially when it came to big moments like this, the celebration of his first solo album
As if timing couldn’t have been any better as soon as Michael looked up he saw you, it felt like you were gliding across the room with your shimmering outfit, matching the one he was wearing but in the form of a dress and matching accessories
You approached nervously, seeing everyone was staring at you as you approached Michael’s booth. But Michael was so ecstatic to see you he leaped out of his seat to come greet you
“Thank goodness you’re here” pulling you in for a tight hug
“Of course I’m here” embracing his hug and kissing his cheek “I wasn’t gonna miss this for anything”
He grabbed your hand and lead you to the cushions and began caressing you,kissing your hands and blushing
“So how do you feel babe?”
“Better, now that you’re here”
The two of you shared a quick peck on the lips before Michael was pulled away for another interview. Immediately he felt guilty that you just got here and now he was getting pulled away once again
“I’ll be right back okay? I promise”
“It’s okay Michael go do your interview” you smiled
He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before slipping out of the booth and taking his place in front of the camera. In the meantime you ordered a glass of champagne and mingled with Michael’s brothers
“Michael oh baby look at you!!”
An annoying but unfortunate voice you recognized
Turning your head towards the direction of the voice you recognized it as Diana. Watching her blush and flirt with Michael in front of the camera meanwhile you’re sitting in the booth going unnoticed
“I’m so proud of you tonight and you look wonderful” she boasted
You were pissed. Michael knew how you felt about her, just seeing that she was even allowed inside made you even more upset
Marlon tried to comfort you but it was no use. You slammed your drink down and walked out the booth—bumping harshly into Diana on your way out
Michael watched you walk away and immediately put a stop to the interview to chase after you, just barely grabbing you by your wrist
“Let me go” roughly pulling your wrist back
“Baby are you leaving??” He asked nervously
“Yes I’m going home! I didn’t come here to watch that bitch be all over you”
“Wait” Michael grabbed you by your wrist and pulled you into a dark corner to give the two of you privacy
“You gotta believe me I didn’t know she was gonna be here tonight”
“So why is she here Michael?? After everything you told me about her why is she so comfortable being here?!”
“She must’ve heard from somebody else about tonight but you gotta believe me I didn’t invite her okay?
His eyes brimmed with tears as he looked at you. Reaching for your hands, he brought them to his lips, pressing trembling kisses against your knuckles.
The moment you felt how badly his hands were shaking, your heart softened. It hurt seeing his anxiety consume him. Deep down, you knew Michael would never intentionally disrespect you, but that didn’t erase the sting of seeing her here
“I believe you Mikey”
As soon as you pulled him in your embrace his soft lips left a trail on your ear , meanwhile your hands caressed his curls
“Can I make it up to you?” He asked
“How do you plan on doing that?”
Michael looked around for a few seconds before reconnecting his eyes with yours, still nervous from earlier “I was talking to Jackie a couple days ago and he told me if I wanted to keep you around I should do this”
The thought of Michael taking dating advice from Jackie of all brothers was comical, you couldn’t help but to giggle
“What? I’m serious” he smiled
“So what did he tell you to do?”
Michael took a deep breath and smashed his lips into yours, kissing you aggressively and feeling his tongue brush against your bottom lip. His fingers pressed into your hips but only for a few seconds as his fingertips found the seam of your underwear and pulled them off while the two of you made out
You were taken back by such bold actions coming from Michael, the both of you were inexperienced and agreed it was absolutely no rush on sex
It was obvious Michael was just as shocked as you were in his actions. The two of you unsure of what was to come next, but Michael knew he had to trust his brothers words and see this one through
“I can do this” he mumbled to himself as his stomach turned into butterflies
Finally, Michael got on his knees and used your dress as a shield—slightly spreading your legs open so he could get a better view. The boner in his pants had stiffened even more once he was staring at your pussy, flabbergasted that this day had ever come
“Michael what are you doi-“
Your words cut short as you felt Michael’s mouth connect with your lips, it felt like a slow and intimate kiss being placed upon you. Your head pressed back into the wall as he continued to perform on you
The lush taste of your insides drove him insane, making constant “mmmm” noises with each swallow. He stopped for a few seconds just to stare at your throbbing lips before starting over, feeling and tasting how wet you only made him feel more secure in what he was doing
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your lips were pressed together tightly trying your best to conceal your moaning but it was useless, nobody could hear the two of you anyways
“Fuck Michael” you gasped
He grabbed your hands, intertwining your fingers with his and pushing them into the wall as he became more passionate in pleasing you. Straddling his tongue against your clitoris and entrance, teasing you with the twirl of his tongue before sucking any further
You heard footsteps coming up the stairs causing your stomach to drop “Michael you gotta stop somebody’s coming up here!”
But Michael did the complete opposite, instead his sucking became more prominent—sucking your pussy vigorously until he felt your finger nails digging into his hands and a wave of warm fluids spilling over his face
“Fuck fuck fuck! Michael please don’t stop”
“Don’t slow down please” you begged
He listened to everything you said, feeling himself on the verge of cumming just because you were getting off
Suddenly you heard a females gasp and quickening of heels clicking away, you turned your head to see it was Diana
Just as you caught your breath and Michael released you out of his grip, he kissed your lips a couple of times before coming from underneath your dress and locking eyes with Diana
“I’m busy” shooing her away
Immediately she turned on her heels and stormed off
She seemed horrified but more than anything she seemed envious in what she had just seen, you on the other hand enjoyed every moment of it. Biting on your acrylic nail as you listened to Michael
He placed your underwear back around your body and grabbed you by your waist to kiss you slowly. The kiss was broken because of how much you smiled “So….did I do a good job?”
“That was my first orgasm Michael—and you did it with your mouth”
Licking the rest of your juices off of his bottom lip before grabbing your hands and kissing them, one of his favorite things to do
“You’re not mad at me anymore are you?”
Michael often searched for reassurance through you because he wanted to keep you happy, also he deeply valued your relationship
You cupped his face and pulled him in a kiss before pulling him from the secluded spot and out on the dance floor “I’m at my man’s album release party and we haven’t danced yet”
Everything felt perfect. The party was everything the two of you had hoped for, and neither of you could stop smiling. Michael held you close by the waist as he glanced over your shoulder, locking eyes with Jackie across the room. A knowing smirk spread across Jackie’s face, earning him a subtle salute from Michael before he turned all of his attention back to you, his smile softening the moment your eyes met.
synopsis: you were at the premiere with jaafar !! nd you’re an actor yourself 😉 .
warnings: none
a/n: enjoy !! (I have a lot of fics to get done omg) and yes it’s going in the mj tag because who did he play??? michael jackson😹
you and Jaafar were in the car getting ready to get out for the Michael premiere. he was a little nervous because he’s a new actor, this is his first acting gig, first premiere, first everything. but you on the other hand…
you’ve been in a ton of movies and shows, you’ve been in Sinners, Stranger Things, All American, most of the Scream movies, Avatar 2009, Avatar Way of Water and Avatar Fire and Ash, etc. to say the least you’ve been in a bunch of shit.
Jaafar knew you’ve been in a ton of movies, which means you were also at a ton of premieres. “Hey, (Name?), how does stuff like this usually go?” he asked you fiddling with his hands.
you smile softly. “I get it’s a little nerve racking but you go onto the red carpet and take your pictures, they ask you questions, but you’re allowed to say no to any uncomfortable questions that they ask you. you stand alone since you’re the main character of the movie, but after that, they get everyone together to take pictures and then you head to where they premiere the movie.”
he nods, still a little nervous but calm now that you’ve explained it to him. “You’ll be there with me, right?” he asked. “Yup.” you really.
after the picture taking and the mini interviews were over, you guys were in the room where the movie premiered. he was shaking everyone’s hand while you were looking around. you saw Fabio Jackson and you turned away immediately. but he saw you first so he ended up shaking Jaafar’s hand and moving on.
after it was over you both head home, Jaafar was sleep in your lap and you chuckled to yourself and played with his hair. you knew he was tired, and you were so so proud of him.
a/n: again, I’m going to put this in the Michael tag because who. did. he. play. ? michael. jackson. but I won’t put it in the mj x reader since we aren’t actually reading abt him.
parings: jaafar x reader x jermajesty (not a threesome get out 😭)
synopsis: you three were like the tightest trio ever. you all were best of friends , but one of them starts to likes you…..
warnings: none
a/n: hey yall hey , it’s gonna include a little flash black with Michael still being alive so I’m gonna add the tag michael x reader in it pls don’t chew me out for it vro
you, Jaafar, and Jermajesty were like a trio. a really close trio. you guys have been friends since you all were young, you were older than Jermajesty but younger than Jaafar.
how you guys met was when Michael had took you in after the kids left from the tour of Neverland Ranch. you were really young, about two, and stumbled across a train because your parents had threw you out and didn’t want you anymore. so it was just you.
when you got to Neverland Ranch, Michael noticed you were the younger one there. so he carried you the entire time. and when everyone left you didn’t wanna go back. so he kept you. (HELP). and in that time he kept you, you met Jaafar. he was four.
flashback:
august 2nd, 2000
Michael had Jaafar in his arms before he put him down in front of you. you were a little shy. “(Name), say hi, this is Jaafar. your first friend.” Michael said happily.
“H-hi, Jaafar” your tiny voice spoke, you waved at him and looked away. “Hi!!” he said happily. “I have so many trucks i want to show you, do you wanna see them?” he asked you holding his hand out. you waited a little before taking his hand, he led you to the living room and you guys played with his trucks.
“My mommy’s pregnant.” he says randomly. you look up, you were smart for your age, just quiet. “A baby in your mommy’s tummy?” you ask. “Uh huh, it’s a boy!” he said excitedly.
“What’s his name?” you ask. “Well his name is funny, my daddy named him. It’s Jermajesty.” you pause and frown. “The hell?” you learned that vocabulary from the people around you. “Ooouuu you just cussed” Jaafar said pointing at you.
“Everyone says it.” you say.
“No they don’t”
“Yes they do”
“No they do”
“Yes they do”
“No they don’t”
“Yes they do”
“No they don’t”
you were getting irritated and you stomped your foot. “Yes. They. Do.” you said angrily. “No. They. Don’t. I’m gonna play by myself if you don’t believe me.” he tells you. you got mad and was about to throw a fit but you don’t wanna play by yourself so you just didn’t say anything.
he noticed the angry look on your face so he gave you a hug. “I love you so much, (Name)! You’re my best friend forever!”
end of flashback.
then came Jermajesty. after Jermajesty turned 5, you all were starting to get closer. Jermajesty was 5, you were 7 and Jaafar was 9. you and Jaafar were the most “mature” ones. mainly Jaafar because you and Jermajesty used to get into the most pettiest and weirdest arguments everyday.
flashback:
november 24th, 2005
you, Jermajesty, and Jaafar were at the dinner table alone. Jaafar had cooked you all breakfast for dinner, he made his plate, your plate and Jermajesty’s plate. to you, Jermajesty had more on his plate and you wanted more too, so you had politely asked him if you could have more.
“Hey…. Jermajesty?” you say.
“What?” he said as he put his fork down and looked at you.
“Can I have a pancake?” you ask politely.
“No, you cannot.” he says before eating a piece.
“Why not? You have more.” you say getting a little irritated.
“But it’s mine, so I’m gonna eat it.”
“You don’t even need that pancake anyway.”
“Yes I do, I’m hungry.”
“But I just want one pancake that’s it.”
“Well you’re not getting it.”
you jump over the table and grab it and eat it. Jermajesty looked pissed and Jaafar was just eating his food unbothered, he was used to this.
“HEY YOU BITCH YOU TOOK MY PANCAKE” he yelled trying to steal your plate.
you turn your plate away from him while eating his pancake. “Too bad, fatty” you say smiling.
he jumped over the table and now you both were on the floor hitting each other. Jaafar took your plate for himself and ate it.
end of flashback.
by the time Jaafar was 18, you were 16 and Jermajesty was 14, you both treated Jermajesty like a baby and it made you both laugh because Jermajesty was tired of it.
flashback:
you and Jaafar were about to go into his car he got for his 16th birthday to head to the store for some snacks until Jermajesty ran out with his iPad. “Can I come with yall?”
“No you cannot, only 16 and older can ride with us.” Jaafar says laughing as he got into his car. Jermajesty looked at you with the puppy eyes. “Can I come pleaseeeee (Name)?” you were about to give in and say yes until Jaafar dragged you by your shirt into the car and he drove away.
Jermajesty looked defeated and sad and went back into the house. you felt so so bad for him so you decided to get him some snacks.
when yall got back, Jaafar was texting his talking stage and you went into the house and went into his room. you saw how he was watching tv, he looked so sad, you went up to him and gave him the snacks. he looked in the bag and smiled and hugged you. “Thank you, (Name)!” you both ended up watching tv together.
when you had went to sleep, Jermajesty and Jaafar were up playing the game, Jermajesty looked over at Jaafar. “Bro, can I tell you something?”
Jaafar looked skeptical. “What?”
“I think I might like (Name), I don’t know it’s just, I don’t know it’s just her! She’s like, beautiful and stuff and I know it might not ever happen but sometimes I wish it would.” Jermajesty said sighing.
Jaafar didn’t say nothing. But mentally he smiled because he could see them being together in the future.
end of flashback.
now in present time, Jaafar is 29, you were 27, and Jermajesty was 25. you guys haven’t gotten any time to spend with each other because Jaafar was at premieres, which left you and Jermajesty at home. sometimes it felt off without him but you’d rather him gone because everytime you guys are together he’s with his fiancé which pissed both of you off. yall wanted the trio to be back but it would never be just the three of you. it’s always a plus one.
but todayyyyyy was different. Jermajesty told his brother that he NEEDED him and only him there when he confesses to you. Jaafar agreed because finally his little bro would have a girlfriend if it worked out.
you all were in Japan now, you guys were all in a hotel just on your phones until Jaafar spoke up. “Hey, (Name), come look at this)” he told you. you went over to him, that was plan one. plan two, Jermajesty got up and went into the bathroom and got flowers, a bunch of Japanese snacks, and some buldak to try.
plan 3, you sat back down and Jermajesty came out and gave the stuff to her and cleared his throat while Jaafar secretly recording.
“(Name), I just want you to hear me out real quick. I wanna tell you that I’ve had this feeling for about a few years now. I waited until the perfect moment because perfect moments should be saved for perfect people, which the perfect person is you. I really like you, (Name). You ain’t gotta accept my confession and I get that but you really the light of my life and I’d like to see where this goes..”
after Jermajesty said what he said, he expected you to laugh and clown him, but you kissed him. and then hugged him. “You’re the sweetest, Jer.” he hugged you back in shock, looking at his brother who was getting ready to laugh before looking back at you.
“This mean you like me….. right???” he had to make sure. “Boy yes, I like you” you laugh.
he picked you up and spun you around a few times before kissing you. “Finally I got you all to myself now, Jaafar send the clip to me.”
“YOU RECORDED??” you looked at him in shock. “NO DELETE IT JAAFAR” you jumped to try and grab the phone but Jaafar was quick with it.
you sigh and sit on the bed as they played the video. you groaned but you were happy to finally get the man you want, and he was finally happy to get the girl he wants.
a/n: I think this is my longest fic ever. I liked this one
requested ❤︎︎ ❛ michael jackson!thriller era 𝑥 𝒇!bsf reader ❜
𐔌 ݁ 𓂃 ⓘ 𝓬ontent ﹕ michael finally confesses how he truly feels about his childhood best friend.
you had practically grown up around the jackson’s; always backstage, always at rehearsals, everybody already treats you like family. though you and michael were pretty inseparable, you sitting in the studio late while michael works, stealing fries off his plate, fixing his collars before interviews, water balloon fights, constant horsing around.
he remembers every tiny thing about you, carries your bags without asking, saves you a seat beside him automatically and gets soft and giggly whenever you compliment him. meanwhile everybody around you both can clearly see what’s going on except the two of you. you had always just assumed that was just the nature of michael.
the kitchen at hayvenhurst buzzed softly after rehearsal, music playing low from the radio while everyone slowly winded down for the night. soda cans cluttered the counters, somebody had left a jacket hanging over one of the chairs, and the smell of katherine’s cooking still lingered faintly through the house.
you sat comfortably on the marble counter beside jermaine, laughing at one of his ridiculous stories while your legs swung lightly against the cabinets.
“i’m serious!” jermaine defended dramatically. “this man fell straight into the speakers.”
“you are such a liar,” you laughed.
“ask marlon!”
across the kitchen, michael leaned against the refrigerator quietly sipping from a soda can while trying very hard not to stare at you and failing miserably.
because there you were beneath the warm kitchen lights looking prettier than you probably even realized, smiling so hard your eyes squinted whenever you laughed. at jermaine. again.
“you alright over there?” jackie muttered under his breath after noticing how weirdly quiet michael had gotten.
“m’fine.” was all he could bare to muster up.
jackie immediately looked away to hide his grin. unfortunately for michael, jermaine noticed too and that smug look slowly spread across his face.
“you know,” jermaine started casually, leaning one arm against the counter beside you, “there’s this little club openin' up over in hollywood friday night.”
you looked over curiously. “really?”
“mhm.” he nodded. “playin’ all old motown records.”
“that actually sounds fun.” you exclaimed excitedly, just thinking about getting lost in the music with your best friend. then, jermaine proceeded with,
“you should come dance with me, pretty girl.”
michael nearly choked on his drink.
marlon physically turned away laughing while jackie rubbed a hand over his face.
you had been completely oblivious to the compliment, you only laughed softly. “you dance?”
“baby,” jermaine grinned, “i do everything.”
“i don’t know, that sounds made up.” you were skeptical of his statement. you’ve seen jermaine dance a few times but never in a club setting and especially never like michael.
“nah, i’m serious.” he leaned a little closer. “lemme steal you friday night.”
then he reached over, gently brushing a loose strand of hair away from your face. it was harmless but across the kitchen, michael went completely still. you were unsure as to why jermaine was being so attentive to you.
michael’s jaw tightened slightly while his fingers dented the soda can in his hand without him even realizing.
“you blushin’, mike?” marlon teased quietly.
“shut up.” he scoffed.
you finally glanced over toward michael properly then and immediately noticed the change in him. the way he wouldn’t look at you anymore, the way his shoulders tensed, the way he suddenly looked completely miserable, it made your smile fade slightly.
“…mike?” you asked with a bit of concern.
“m’fine.” except he clearly wasn’t. before anybody could say anything else, michael pushed himself off the refrigerator quietly. “i’m gonna go outside for a minute.”
then he disappeared out the back door before anyone could stop him. a soft sigh fell from your lips as you hopped off the counter, your primped up ponytail bouncing as you followed him out.
the kitchen fell silent for about two seconds before everybody slowly turned toward jermaine.
“what?” jermaine defended immediately, trying not to laugh. “he needed to say something eventually.”
you walked out the front doors and looked around for a moment before finding michael near the cars, talking to louie.
“michael?” you called out in a gentle tone. once he seen you, he told louie one last thing before kissing his cheek and taking him back to the grassy area.
he walked over to you slowly, almost hesitant to face you, “what’re you doin’ out here?” he asked while you watched as he took a seat on the water fountain, taking a seat next to him on the cold brick.
“i wanted to come see you,” you looked over at him as he was fiddling with his fingers with his head down. “i didn’t want you out here alone.”
michael wasn’t the best when it came to confrontation or anything of the sort. he was super reserved meanwhile, you were the complete opposite.
“hm,” he was still conflicted, “why don’t you just go talk to jermaine?” a sting of jealousy in his tone.
“…what?”
“he likes you.” he forced out but you were beyond confused. not only because they were all like your big brothers but why it had upset him so much. though, your bond with michael was different. maybe it was because you two were so close in age or that you shared almost all of the same interests, but none of the other brothers—including jermaine—understood you the way mike did.
you couldn’t help but laugh, just a little, because the thought of it had you astonished.
“mikey..” you shook your head lightly, “why? does that bother you?” you paused for a moment to look at him again, a glint of amusement and intrigue in your eye.
his eyes were still glued to the ground, “no… i’unno..” his mouth fell open to say something else but he paused, not wanting to make an absolute joke of himself.
you knew michael the way you knew the sky was blue. you could tell there was something he wanted to say, and you usually wouldn’t pry but this time you couldn’t hold back.
“cmon michael, spit it out!” you nudged your shoulder with his.
“i like you, okay!” he finally snapped, his fingers in his lap picking at the skin on his cuticles.
you let out a small giggle, “well.. i like you too! you’re my best friend, mikey.” you adjusted your posture to face towards him. you still couldn’t understand his frustration and that’s when he finally faced you, your absolute yet endearing cluelessness to his confession making him have to fully explain himself which he hated doing. especially in this moment while he was so flustered.
“no it’s like- i think im..” he started, biting down his bottom lip as he debated if he wanted to finish his thought. you looked at him like as if a cat truly caught his tongue. “im in love with you.” his voice being barely heard in a slight whisper.
those were the words you would’ve never thought you’d hear michael say, not that you didn’t deep down feel the same way but you weren’t expecting him to feel that way towards you. he had many women throwing themselves at him, he could’ve had any or all of them yet here he was, fidgeting with his hands and a soft blush decorating his plump cheeks, confessing his love for you.
you were at a loss for words as your mind raced through what you could possibly reply with which caused michael to panic, you could see it all over his face, instantly regretting the words that he let slip away from him. he was just about to get up from the concrete of the fountain when your hand grabbed his and swiftly sat him back down. he looked at you confused yet still, no words were said. your mind was trying to figure out if you wanted to tell him everything you were feeling or… show him.
you leaned in quickly, your lips engulfed in his in a short yet sweet and innocent peck. your first kiss and it was shared with your childhood best friend. his body tensed when he felt your lips on his, absolutely unknowing of what to do either—all he could think of was how good your cherry chapstick tasted when he licked his lips after you two parted. the corners of his mouth turning upwards into snarky grin.
“so ’m guessing you feel the same way?” the teasing undertone of his voice as his eyes found yours, flickering between your cherry lips and your irises while you nodded in answer to him. this was the least he’s ever heard you speak, which is how he knew you were just as nervous and something about that reassured him.
“i um-“ you tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear, “i do, yeah.” another giggle erupting from your lips.
“good,” a smile never leaving michael’s face, “you just really need to learn how to kiss.” he baited, his playfulness coming back to light after being so dim all night long.
you nudged his shoulder once again, “you weren’t any better!” you teased back as he rubbed the area you bumped like the dramatic one he was.
“maybe… we could practice?” he proposed, a sneakily flirtatious expression taking over his face. your cheeks became heated by the sudden confident suggestion, unaware if he was serious or not—which he wasn’t but he said it in hopes that maybe you would actually agree.
“um..” you thought for a moment until your thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of michael’s brothers laughing as they walked out the front door, urging the two of you to join them near the basketball court. “let’s put a pin in this conversation.” you winked at him, pecking his cheek and going to join the others. all he could do was smile like a dork as he collected himself before he jogged towards the others as well.
the rest of the night he tried so hard to be present but he couldn’t help but get lost in thought, imagining the taste of your cherry chapstick again.
a/n: thank you lovelies for being so patient with me during my short break! it was very much needed, but i’m so glad to be back and writing for you pretties! ❤︎︎
A nervous late-night phone call turns into a conversation that leaves a blushing Michael counting down the days until their first date on Friday.
sooo, i wrote a second part to this story! thank you so much to everyone who liked the firsttt 🩷 also, i might’ve gotten a biiit too carried with the dialogues so i suppose there’ll be a third part too. thank you again!!
Hayvenhurst was mostly empty when Michael got home. His brothers were out, and his parents were probably asleep… thank God. The only thing he wanted was to get to his room already and dial the number of the gorgeous girl he had just met.
Michael practically ran up the stairs and, after making sure no one would dare bother him, shut his door behind him.
He kicked off his shoes and jumped onto the bed, quickly reaching for the phone on his nightstand and dialling the number she had written down on the pink sticky note… Michael had protected that piece of paper with his life, making sure it was still inside his pocket every 10 seconds when he was walking back home.
As the phone began to ring on her end, he couldn’t help his excitement. Michael bit his lip anxiously, his chest tight with happy anticipation.
The time it took her to answer was long enough for Michael to start overthinking everything. What if she had given him a wrong number? What if she was just being polite? Did she even want him to call her? Should he have waited until tomorrow..?
Michael was about to hang up when he heard the phone being picked up on the other line. Oh no… He felt the way his heart did a little flip.
“Hello…?” Michael heard her voice through the phone.
“Hi… it’s uhm, it’s Michael” He said softly, sounding scared even.
“Ah Michael, hi! You’ve been calling for too long? I was just getting out of the shower, didn’t think you’d call so soon”
Michael could’ve sighed in relief when he heard the excitement in her voice. Instead, he breathed out a laugh. “No, no… first try. Sorry for calling so soon. I uh, I just wanted to keep talking”
(name) chuckled at his words “No, don’t apologize! I’m so glad you called. I was scared you wouldn’t, actually”
“What? Why wouldn’t I..?” He asked, genuinely having no idea why she would say that.
“Well, you know…”
Michael laughed a little, “No, I really don’t”
“Oh, come on… you’re Michael Jackson,”she whispered. “There’s probably hundreds of girls who wish they were talking to you”
“Well, yes but-“ (name) cut him off, laughing. He smiled and continued “-but I’m sure none of them are like you.”
“Oh, shut up!” She said and rolled her eyes, before realizing he couldn’t see her. “I’m rolling my eyes at you, by the way”
Michael scoffed, a smile all over his face. “I was being serious, but alright…”
“No, you were not!”
“I really was.” He insisted.
“Yeah, right. What would make me so different than other girls, anyways? And how are you so sure about it? You say it like it’s a fact.”
“It is a fact… and, I don’t know”
“What don’t you know?”
“Why you are different”
(name) chuckled again, “oh no, you’re gonna have to elaborate. You can't be saying things like that and not explaining why”
Michael laughed too, flipping around in his bed and laying on his chest. “Fine, uhm… I suppose it’s because of what I was telling you earlier. Because you treated me like a random person, which was nice. You’re also funny and… very pretty” he said the last part very quietly, as if he was hoping she wouldn’t hear it.
But of course she heard it. “awwwww, stop it!”, (name) teased him.
“Shut up…” Michael said, embarrassed now.
(name) laughed a little at his embarrassment. “I’m just messing with you.” Then, sounding more sincere she said “Thank you, Michael”
“M-hm..”
“I wasn’t treating you like a random person though. I was treating you like a boy who I thought was very cute”
Michael felt the way his cheeks started burning at that, and was very grateful that she couldn’t see his face right now. He didn’t even know what to say, he wasn’t used to getting compliments like that. Specially not coming from a girl he liked.
“I will admit something, though. I am kind of blown away about you being who you are, not gonna lie. I was just too embarrassed to act like a fan or something like that..” (name) told him, chuckling a little.
Michael smiled, “you’re so silly..”
“Sorry!”
“It’s okay,”
“Do you still like me?”
“What?”
“Even if I’m a bit of a fan..?”
Michael laughed, “sure. As long as you’re not one of the crazy ones”
“Mmm, if you mean crazy about you… then nah, you’re fine” She teased.
“Ouch.”
“What? Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“Yeah, I suppose.. doesn’t make it any easier to hear, though”
(name) smiled, “look, I’ve seen enough movies to know that, if you meet a famous person, you have to keep it cool”
Michael was laughing, once again. “What are you talking about?”
“You haven’t seen the movies?”
“No, no.. I have. It’s just funny. I guess it worked.”
“See?” (name) said, breathing out a small laugh.
They stayed quiet for a little while, until Michael asked. “…you said you like movies?”
“Oh, I love movies. Do you?”
“Yeah.., me too” He said. “You know, earlier you said we should hang out some time..”
“Ah, yes… oh, we could go to the cinema!”
Michael chuckled, “that would be fun…” he stayed quiet then.
“Hey, what happened? Oh…” She said as she realized he couldn’t go out just like that.
“Yeah.. I’m sorry. Too dangerous”
(name) laughed softly, “nah, don’t apologize. We could watch a movie at one of each other’s places, then. That’d be fun too, right?”
“You’d like that..?” Michael asked, pure happiness in his voice.
“Duhhh. Why wouldn’t I? I don’t follow”
“Uh,.. perhaps it was too much, I don’t know. Don’t ask me”
(name) giggled, and rolled her eyes once again. She kept forgetting he couldn’t see her. “Nah, it’s not too much. I mean kinda, but nah.. it’s not like we have any other choice.”
“That’s true”
“Yep”
“Alright. So…”
“So..?”
“When uh, when can I come over..?” Michael asked shyly.
“Wait, you’d be coming here??”
“I mean, I don’t know. You don’t want me to..?”
“No, it’s not that! It’s just scary- I mean, not scary, just… ugh, I don’t know” she chuckled nervously.
He chuckled too, “No, I get it. But trust me, it would be even scarier if you came over here.”
“Why?”
“Brothers.”
“Ohh..” she said understandingly.
“Yeah… parents too.”
“Hey, I have parents too… well, not that they’re around much”
“They’re not?”
“Not really. Oh, but it’s nothing terrible. Just work. I’m old enough to be by myself, anyways”
Michael smiled, “I suppose. Your place then??” He asked, hoping she’d say yes.
“Fine…” she replied, jokingly annoyed.
“Great!” He wouldn’t even hide his excitement anymore. “When??”
“Uhmm, let me see..”
“I’m free… every single day this week.”
(name) laughed loudly. “Yeah..?”
“M-hm.”
“Okay, well… what about this Friday?”
“Yeah, that sounds nice.” Michael said, even though he had been secretly hoping she would say tomorrow.
“Ah, I can’t wait!”
“No, me neither… Can I call you everyday until Friday?” He asked her, smiling cheekily.
(name) huffed out a laugh, “yes, I’d love that, Michael”
“Great… see you Friday, then. What time?”
“Mmm, I don’t know. Friday night, I suppose. 8 or 9pm, something like that?”
“Yeah, okay. Between those two. Oh, we should eat something… what do you like?”
“Mmm… anything sweet.”
“Alright, I can do that” Michael said, already planning in his head everything he would buy for her.
“Oh, but you don’t have to bring anything”
“I really do.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do”
(name) snorted, “the more we talk, the more I realize how stubborn you really are”
“It doesn’t have to be a bad thing”
“Never said it was”
A small laugh came out of Michael’s mouth. They stayed quiet for a while then, both of them lost inside their own heads. Michael was the first to speak again, “Alright, (name)… I should probably let you go already. It’s getting late. Again uhh… I’m sorry for calling”
(name) decided to ignore his apologies this time, realizing there was nothing she could say to make them stop. She smiled instead, “okay… goodnight, Michael. I loved talking to you”
“I loved it too… See you Friday”
“See you Friday.”
“Bye..” He whispered softly.
“Bye” She whispered too.
They both hung up, and Michael stayed in his bed— chuckling quietly as he stared at the ceiling, day-dreaming of her and the little movie date they had just planned. He hoped Friday would come soon, and couldn’t wait to call her again tomorrow.
