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𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ DOLLY | ℯ𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉ℯℯ𝓃 ，𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓉ℯ𝒹 🇧🇸
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୨ৎ hello im new to the app and i would love to start a new writing journey here, this page would mainly be dedicated to Michael Jackson and nbayoungboy but it would be mainly just Michael and the Jackson family such as jaafar & jermajesty lol please just enjoy and please do not copy anything you see on this page without full permission please and thank you
it actually makes me so upset bc he was so beautiful and people decided to just play in his face his whole life like 🤦♀️
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CHAPTER ONE : POLYMORY
Jermajesty x black!reader
Synopsis:After being in a relationship for a year and half Jermajesty soon to realize he didn’t want one girlfriend anymore he wanted two him and Jayda argued until she finally accepted his decision and grown to fall inlove with the new girl
“ oh my god my head bro” Jayda said as she got out of bed seeing it was empty she looked around seeing the tv was still on but the bed room door was wide open
“ Jermajesty” she called out hearing him chuckled from the kitchen
“ Ima call you back” Jermajesty said as he hung up and looked at Jayda
“ who was that?“ Jayda said as she rubbed her head
“ oh nothing that was just jaafar” Jermajesty said as he got up and kissed the girl on her forehead
“ oh my head hurts like bad why would you let me drink that much” Jayda asked
“ I told you to stop but you ain’t wanna listen” Jermajesty said
“ you’re lying but okay” Jayda said as she sat on the couch
“ I gotta talk to you about something” Jermajesty said sitting next to her
“ what is it ?” Jayda said
“ you gotta promise you’re not gonna get mad and try to hit on me” Jermajesty said holding the girls hands down
Jayda stared at him with a slight frown growing her face as she already felt the bullshit coming “ what Jermajesty”
“ Remember that girl that was at Randy’s party last night?” Jermajesty asked
“ um the lightskin girl who for some reason stayed in my face the whole time ?” Jayda questioned
“ yea her” Jermajesty said
“ okay ? What about her” Jayda asked
“ well I have been thinking for some time maybe we should add a third into our relationship you know ?” Jermajesty said as his heart raced
Jayda laughed “ Jermajesty please”
“ I’m deadass serious Jayda” Jermajesty said
“ a third for what exactly?” Jayda asked
“ because why not like I can have two girlfriends and you can have a girlfriend and a boyfriend” Jermajesty said
“ I don’t even fucking like girls Jermajesty what the fuck are you saying” Jayda said
“ I don’t want one girl friend and I’m not saying I don’t want you or love you anymore I just get bored sometimes” Jermajesty said
“ so basically you’re calling me boring” Jayda said
“ no but i think that would be better then me just going out to cheat right?” Jermajesty explained
“ sharing MY nigga with another bitch who also gonna get fucked by you and have you’re attention isn’t no better you know what shut the fuck up talking to me deadass” Jayda said
“ Jayda come on you gotta respect my decision if I want another girlfriend why can’t you just accept that” Jermajesty asked
“ Jermajesty you’re father didn’t raise no dumb ass sons so I’m confused on why you acting like it” Jayda said
“ Jayda I’m not finna argue with you because at the end of the day nothing you can do nor say can change my mindset” Jermajesty said
“ NO NIGGA” Jayda shouted
“ can you stop like deadass” Jermajesty said
“ no can YOU stop fuck are you saying” Jayda said
“ you’re gonna like her just chill” Jermajesty said
“ I’m not gonna like shit because it’s not happening if that’s the case you might as well just break up with me to be with that bitch” Jayda said
“ but I wanna be with you” Jermajesty said
“ you can’t wanna be with me because if you did you wouldn’t be talking about no fucking polyamory Jermajesty” Jayda said
“ can you just think about it?” Jermajesty said as he gathered his things getting ready to work
“ no but you can shut the fuck up” Jayda said as she went upstairs
At this point her headache was the lease of her worries , after the conversation her and Jermajesty had her head was all over the place trying to figure out why he was thinking like this
As she knew was she wasn’t sharing her nigga with another bitch and she was gonna stand on that even if she had to fight for her spot
A/N : first chapter kind short and boring tbh it’s gonna get better as the chapters go on
Keeping Up With The Jackson's
(Family Vacation)
Ep - 2
JermajestyxDrunk!reader love confession. (Friends to lovers ) Reader went out with a few friends for some drinks and ended up getting wasted. Jermajesty was called by the friends to get reader home safely and reader asked him to stay for the night and unknowingly confessed their love for him.
feelings that we’ve had always dismissed
summary: y/n takes her night out to seriously ending it with nothing but unsaid confessions
contains: alcohol, friends to lovers trope, drunk!reader, fluff
A/N: I ended this so horribly! I’m so sorry!
You and your friends decided to go out since you guys were all free. You clearly the only one taking the night seriously having two long islands and multiple shots of Titos.
You don't know what had gotten into you but you decided to let this alter ego do what it's supposed to do.
As you were stumbling, grabbing on the wall, you made eye contact with a tall yet familiar figure.
Was that Jermajesty? you thought to yourself. At first you didn't think it was him until you saw him walk over to you and gently lay his hand around your shoulders like how he usually would.
"oh shi—hiii jermajestyyy" you carried out nearly word, leaning into his side as he guided you to the bar. "hey careful now, here drink this water" he says bringing a bottled water to you.
You push the water away, shaking your head 'no', "nope and why are you even here?" you say stepping out of the barstool, bringing a finger to his chest, pushing creating a larger distance between you two
You make a sharp turn and walk slugglishly to the door, walking out the bar, Jermajesty following right after you, making sure he left money for the bartender.
"Where are we goin sweets?" he says chuckling watching you walk around the outside of the bar. You shrug, "I dunno know" you say now laughing at your random actions.
Jermajesty just watches this whole thing, nothing but straight unhidden laughter comes out. You pout at his reaction because now he's laughing at you, "Come onnn don't get all sappy on me" he says putting both hands on your shoulders.
"Mmm I'm really hun—" before you can finish, vomit comes out your mouth without warning to anyone including yourself. Jermajesty looks down to see if he was caught up in it just to see nothing but small specs on his tennis shoes.
He sighs loudly full of relief releasing, "Yea lets getchu you home" he says instantly turning you around trying to avoid another vomit attack.
The drive home was silent, filled with air crashing against your hair hiding your intimate stares at Jermajesty.
The one you've been inlove with for some time now. Nearly everyone knows besides him and it kills you every time inside.
the "best friend" title causing more hurt every time. Yet the casual touches, the 'I love you' tex messages, were normal because that's what best friends do right?
You two pull up to your apartment complex. Jermjaesty gets out his seat, to quickly jog over to your side, opening the door helping you get out the car.
"come on let's getchu upstairs" he says, putting you on his back as you groan at the amount of energy it causes you.
As he gets you two your destination, you lay your head on his shoulder feeling the comfortability his body brings you.
You feel the emotion of wanting more come back like usual, you quickly push it down once again. You two soon arrive at the front of your door.
"Give me the keys" he says, reaching his hand out waiting as you scramble through your shoulder bag.
After a good two mins you finally get out your keys, giving them to Jermajesty. Jermajesty walks in before you, taking off his shoes first.
Then getting down on one knee taking off your shoes. You watch him do what you would call best friend duties.
When Jermjaesty finally figures out how to untangle your heels, you falter your way to your room, Jermajesty walking into the kitchen.
You change into an oversized shirt hanging off the shoulder and some short boy shorts. You soon take off your makeup, the water slightly waking you up, you then finish your nightly habits.
You walk out into your open spaced living space, seeing jermajesty's frame in your kitchen. The smell of your favorite food filling up the aroma.
"mm smells good" you say still stumbling over to the side of the over, setting one hand on the counter leaning on it. blinking slowly at his actions.
Jermajesty looks at you, realizing you becoming more quiet than the last thirty mins with you. He sees your eyes filled with drowsiness.
"Ah-ah you better not, you gotta eat first" he says waking your body up with a kiss to your temple.
You groan once more at the antagonizing pace he's going for your food. Jermajesty takes you to your room with the food in his hand.
Placing a hand on the end of your back, making sure you don't falter over.
Once you enter your room, Jermajesty puts on your comfort show and gives you the food. He makes sure you actually eat yet you still don't drink the water.
After you finish your food, you snuggle your head against his chest because that's what best friends are for. Right?
"Mm you're so warm" you mumble out, eyes still glued to the tv. he wraps an arm around your shoulders.
You feel yourself getting comfortable, the most comfortable you've been in awhile. Like this is where you want to be.
Your thought ends with one thought and before you can process, "Jermajesty is this normal?" you ask him.
looking up at him, he looks down at you scratching his the back of your neck. "I don't see why it wouldn't be?" he replies smiling.
You sigh expecting that type of reaction out of Jermajesty. He hears it and sees the unexplainable emotion planted on your face. "What's wrong sweets?" he asks.
"Jer...." you say looking down at your tangled hands together.
You sit up, your hand still holding his, "Ive loved for the longest and im tired of just saying that what we're doing is us being 'best friends' because its not" you mumble out.
Then realizing what you said covering your mouth while your eyes show the shock of your own words.
Jermajesty chucked at your confession, then pulls your hand away from your mouth, and brings his lips to yours.
The kiss finally crossing the boundaries you were to scared to say, to finish and do yourself.
"I love you too sweets, now let's get some sleep yea?" he responds, bringing you back to your original position.
You watch your drunk confession get you what you've been yearning for who knows how long.
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he was soooo cute in this outfit, and that damn hair ugh god 😫
MICHAEL JACKSON // (01/∞) Smooth Criminal
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TAGS: １８＋﹙𝓶𝓭𝓷𝓲 .ᐟ﹚black fem!reader, '84!michael, smut n' fluff combo, slight sub!mike, inexperienced michael, established relationship, '84 Grammys, oral(m! receiving), hair-pulling, face-fucking, drooling, gagging, crying, cock-cleaning, slight pleasure dom!reader, oral creampie, cum-eating, coming untouched, mutual orgasm, he deserved the best head after winning all those Grammys, calling michael angel boy should be in more fanfics
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author's note - my format has changed, because i think this is cuter <3
"Look at you, superstar," You whispered with pride, your gaze swept over Michael's frame as he sat on the bed, taking in his bashful posture. Even with his aviators on, you could tell those doe-like eyes were avoiding yours. You gripped onto his thighs, leaning forward.
"Won all those awards t'night," you murmured in his ear, briefly kissing his jaw like you always did. "Aren't you gonna let your woman show you how 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 she is?" You asked.
But you didn't wait for an answer, instead you dropped your head to his neck, gently sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh there. You wanted to leave hickeys on him, 'cause you knew it always got him cute and flustered.
Michael let out a shaky sigh, his hands came up to hold onto your hips for support. You could feel the crystals of his glove poke your side through your silky, ghost-white camisole.
"I-I do. But, do you really have to... be on your knees? Won't that hurt?" His concerned question had you chuckling, a low vibration against his neck that he shuddered in response to.
"Don't you worry about 𝘮𝘦, angel boy," your lips curled into a smirk that made his poor, unprepared heart pick up the pace.
"This is 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 night." You moved your hand across his lap to palm his crotch, your fingers lightly digging into the bulged fabric.
"Ssht─!" Michael hissed, head tipped back a bit. He whimpered when you kept rubbing his half-hard dick through his pants. But your curly-haired angel was quiet, like he was scared of being too loud. "Oh 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢, that's not fair."
It really wasn't fair, at least not for him. Because it was just too easy to get this one all worked up over a single touch. But, it was one of the many things you loved about your precious, talented boy.
"Awwh, I know baby," you cooed, gazing right up at him even as you slowly sunk onto your knees, gripping his thighs again. "Spread your legs for me, won't ya?"
The noiret obeyed so easily, legs sliding open in a heartbeat. You slotted your body closer in-between, your shoulders trapped by the firm muscle of his thighs. Your fingers were deft as they quickly worked his clasp open. "Can I tell you somethin'?" Came another soft query.
"Sure, baby." You humored him, hand pausing over his briefs.
Michael inhaled sharply, stuttering again as he spoke. "I've never, you know, never─"
"─had your dick sucked?" You finished for him. A quiet gasp left his parted lips at your rather vulgar words, face flushing fast.
"What?" You snickered, adoring the way his hands flew up to his face, muffling his whimper of embarrassment.
"C'mon, angel boy, look at me," you urged playfully, your hand slipping beneath the hem of his briefs. "I'll be gentle, okay?"
You were true to your word. You slowly, slowly eased Michael's hard length out of the confines of his briefs as gently as you could.
It twitched in your grasp, flushed a beautiful mauve at the tip, a pearl of translucent pre-cum was already forming on the slit. Michael's hips shifted forward ever so slightly, his hands hesitantly came down from his face.
He looked down at you, the shiny lenses of his aviators reflecting the image of you on your knees before him, hand wrapped his veined cock, which was now drooling out more of his slick, salty-sweet essence. You couldn't help but grin when he bit his lip.
"See? Just relax... yeah, just like that. Such a good boy."
When he gave a quick, helpless nod, you didn't bother wasting anymore time.
You tucked your head between his legs, keeping your eyes on his aviators as you lowered your mouth. In their dark, glossy reflection, you watched yourself press a soft, lingering kiss to the slit of his tip.
Michael's whole body jerked, a small whine escaping his lips. "Shhhh," you soothed, breath ghosting over the wet skin. "Watch me, baby."
So he did, mouth having fallen open just so as he watched your lips part to take him in.
You didn't take all of him right away, no need to rush on your part, so you started with just the flushed head. You pursed your lips around it and began to suck. Gentle, yet so very eager. Like you were savoring the sweet taste of a ripe cherry, the flavour heavy on your tongue and the smell filling your nostrils.
Your hand pumped up and down his cock, feeling every groove and ridge of him while his foreskin receded and sheathed half of the tip with each movement.
The sound of your slurping was slippery, wet, and utterly obscene in the quiet room. They were accompanied by the noiret's faint, boyish whimpers.
You released him with a slick pop!
A few shiny strings of saliva stretched, connecting your bottom lip to his leaking slit. You licked them away with a deliberately slow slide of your tongue across the shiny maeve head.
The sight elicited another strangled sound from your curly-haired angel.
"Shy boy." You teased, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. "But I got a feelin' that you ain't really shy." You mused. "Bet you gon' be a wild one in a few months."
Michael feebly shook his head in denial, but you were far from convinced.
With an amused hum, you then noticed the way his hands were hovering awkwardly by his thighs, as if he were afraid to touch you.
What a sweetheart.
"It's okay, you can pull my hair if you want to. I won't break, baby." You coaxed, but his hands didn't budge.
"C'mon...." you gently pressed the pad of your thumb against his slit, prompting another pearly bead of pre-cum to trickle out. "I don't mind a lil pain. Go on, baby." You cooed, watching the way he swallowed nervously.
He didn't pull your hair, instead he gently rested his gloved hand on the crown of your head. Though his composure doesn't stand a chance, as he was simply unable to hold back another whimper when your mouth wrapped his thick, pulsing dick again, this time taking him half-way.
The heat of your fluttering throat pressed so closely to his aching length was enough to drive him into a frantic headiness, hand trembling on your scalp as he tried so, so hard not to thrust his hips forward.
In response to his pleasure, you drew your thighs together, clit twitching as it began to engorge with arousal. You could feel your panties dampening from the slick that was already dribbling out of your clenching hole.
God, the things you'd do to him.
You stroked the other half of his cock with firm movements, while bobbing your head back and forth slowly on the other end. When your throat fluttered around him again, those long, gloved fingers of his finally hand tightened around your hair.
You found yourself moaning lazily around his shaft, eyes going hazy with lust at the pinprick of the crystals on your scalp. It scraped you there juuuust enough to leave a bite of pain, but not enough to make you bleed.
His cock jumped at the vibration of your moan, startling him out of his loss of control. "S-sorry." He stammered out, his hand loosening its firm grip on your head. He bit his lip once more, holding back another sound. You only hummed in reassurance, taking him in even deeper with a suction of your cheeks.
When your eyes flicked up at your reflection in his aviators again, the sight of your own cheeks hollowed around his rigid dick made your eyes roll back slightly out of pure instinct.
You felt your pussy tingle again, your creamy slickness further soaking up the lacey fabric that still sat snug on your hips. Your filthy juices were making a mess of the pristine pair of white panties, there was no chance you'd be able to wear them again for a few days. And it was your favorite one too!
Oh, the things you sacrificed for your dear Michael.
"Ohhh s-ssshiiit..," The noiret cursed under his breath, surprising the both of you. But before either of you could linger on the foul word that left his usually clean mouth, his were hips jerking up from the bed. He began to fuck himself into your mouth without even meaning to.
A high keen bubbled up and out of your throat as you kept your eyes on your reflection. You watched the way he was slowly, 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 grinding his girthy cock into your mouth, his fat tip creating a bulge in one side of your cheek.
Thank 𝘎𝘰𝘥 he kept his glasses on.
The view was completely, utterly perfect. Almost too good for your own eyes. When you felt yourself clench desperately around nothing for the umpteenth time, you realized that you might just cum untouched.
Just from him fucking your mouth.
Would Michael thrust into you harder? No, no... Michael was too gentle for that, too scared of hurting you for real. While you appreciated this carefulness, you couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he decided to be a little rough every now and then.
Maybe he could use some motivation...
Determined, you began to suck him off with increasing intensity. The resulting string of whines that fell helplessly from Michael's lips encouraged you to keep going. You grinned internally to yourself when his hips twitched, straining with effort as he tried 𝘴𝘰 hard not to be anything less than gentle.
But Michael was fighting a losing battle, he should've known how persistent you would be. You weren't gonna let his coquettish act hold back the wild side that you knew was buried somehere deep within him.
And honey, you were gonna force it out, one way or another.
The moment your cheeks hollowed around him, Michael honest-to-God 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 it.
A guttural, almost pained groan left the noiret as he yanked you in by the hair, until your nose was buried in his pubes, briefly suffocating you with the fullness of his cock in your throat.
You choked on a gasp, eyes wide with surprise and overwhelming delight. Your needy hands happily scrambele to grasp themselves high onto the noiret's thighs for purchase. Pupils dilated while your eyes sear lust into the reflection of yourelf in Michael's aviators.
He barely thought twice before he pulled himself half way out, then all the way back in... repeating those motions until he began to fuck into your mouth with a desperate, needy vigor. Michael's mouth had fallen open in a series of continuous panting and deep-throated grunts, breathing so harsh that it overpowered the shlick-shlick-shlick of your mouth on his cock.
Obsessed and barely able to think, he suddenly let out a helpless, high-pitched whine in a wordless apology for his roughness.
"Mmghh...!" You groaned wetly around the hot, pulsing appendage, tears pricking at your eyes from the intensity of his jerking. Eventually, drool began to pool in your mouth until it spilled over, mixing with the salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum on your tongue.
If only you had known how good it would feel to have Michael fuck your mouth like this, you would have given him head much, much earlier.
"Mama─" he choked out a moan, his angelic voice now sounded weak and cracky. "Mama, 'm sorry, 'm so close, 'm so 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦─!" His words morphed into a strangled, incoherent sound at the back of his throat. He thrust forward one final time, the fat head of him hitting the back of your throat, his hand tightening on your head as he held you in place.
Your throat tightened around him as your gag reflex kicked in, a tear finally slipping free from your left eye. And when you felt the warmth of his vicious, hot release shooting down your esophagus, you barely hesitated before you were downing it all with a muffled wail of pure, greedy satisfaction.
Your own body seizes between his legs, your girlish squeal vibrating through Michael's cock as your thighs rubbed together clumsily, unable to stop the sensation of yourself gushing all over your underwear until they were completely ruined.
Soaked through with your creamy little mess.
And you feel a bit of awe somewhere in the back of your mind, knowing yoh really did just come completely untouched.
"Haaahhhh...," Michael sighed, relieved, yet clearly shaken. His hand was trembling in your hair, grip finally relenting just a bit. Your throat subconsciously worked around him even when his hips had slowed their pace, your eyes glassy and unfocused. He panted, trying to come down from his post-orgasm haze. A few taps to your cheek finally got you to pull off of him, your drool having made a mess of Michael's softening length.
Your eyes brightened as a new idea popped into your head. And just like that, your lips were back on him. Michael let out a small keen of protest, hands already pushing at your head gently, but you didn't budge. You began to clean the noiret's cock, using the efficient cleaning tool that was your trusty tongue.
Michael squirmed at the feeling of your tongue draaagging over his sensitive cock, then along the underside of him, lapping like at the mess on him like a puppy. Michael's breath hitched, his head thrown back in lazy ecstasy because the feeling was incredible and the sight was even better.
His hand gently curling in your hair again did wonders to ease your mind as you worked over your boyfriend's twitching, sensitive member. The feeling of his fingers grazing your scalp caused you to melt into the man you're thoroughly cleaning with a completely compliant, willing mouth.
The pink muscle worked over every inch of his skin, until there was nothing left but slick, shiny flesh. You pulled back slightly, huffing a small breath against his flushed, mauve tip. "Enjoyed your little reward, baby?" Your voice was hoarse, but you couldn't care less.
The noiret nodded with a weary movement of his head, removing his glasses with his free hand and placing them down near him.
Those pretty brown eyes peered into your own with a look of devotion and loving affectionate so pure, it sent delightful shivers down your spine. You giggled, leaning up to press a chaste kiss to his lips, your hands lightly squeezing his thighs as an anchor. You whispered into the kiss, "You're too cute, angel boy."
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either mj nation is gonna tear me apart or be insanely happy about this… don’t let mj twt find out pls 😭
i feel like this sounds like him…
not AI // listen w headphones!!
One thing Michael did was stay by a damn phone ik he was messyyyyy
can you do teen actor!reader who played in michael and is close with the cast? like a brother-sister relationship with jaafar. like clips of them behind the scenes of michael and interviews.
Like Siblings
Jaafar x teen actor! reader
Summary: Clips of you and Jaafar having a brother-sister relationship.
Short😶🌫️
Clip 1:
The cast sits around waiting while cameras are reset. Jaafar is scrolling through his phone. [Name] quietly steals his baseball cap. Thirty seconds later Jaafar asks "Where's my hat?" Everyone looks at [Name], which you are wearing terribly backwards. "What hat?" You said innocently. Nia shakes her head smiling. "You're a terrible liar."
Jaafar sighs dramatically. "Give it back." You had a smug look. "Say please." "Please." You shook your head smirking. "No." The crew loses it.
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Clip 2:
Fan: "What's your favorite memory together?"
Jaafar smiles. " Favorite memory would had to be hanging out between takes." you smile. "He always made sure I was okay." The audience goes quiet. "If I looked nervous before a scene, he'd always tell me-" They look over at Jaafar. "'You've got this trust yourself.'" Jaafar smiles. "You were working really hard you deserved to hear it." The audience lets out a collective "Aww." Then you spoke again. "He also stole my fries." Jaafar rolled his eyes playfully "They were our fries." The audience laugh.
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Clip 3:
The cast gathers for the final day of filming, people are hugging goodbye. Jaafar walks over to you carrying a small gift bag. "Open it." Inside is a framed Polaroid of both of you laughing between takes. Written on the frame, 'Little sibling forever proud of you. -J'
You look up. "You're actually trying to make me cry." Jaafar grins "Maybe." You hugs him tightly. "Thanks, big bro." "Always."
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Fades to black.
My man my man my mannnn yes im that delulu over him😩😩🥴🫶🏾
baby I’m everything but scared when I look at him.
BUTTERFLIES : SERIES GROWN
JAAFAR X BLACK!READER (chapter one)
˚₊‧꒰ა Jaafar and Purity໒꒱ ‧₊˚
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SYNOPSIS After Begging Purity for days she finally agrees to go on a date with this mystery man. Thinking this was going to be a pointless encounter Purity was prepared for annoyance. What she wasn’t prepared for was a fantastic experience with a soft and emotionally intelligent man.
WARNINGS! none
Song of the chapter : Butterflies by Michael Jackson
“Oh come on Purity it’s just one date!” Megan exclaimed putting her hands on her hip as she watched her dearest friend get ready at her vanity.
Purity sighed, “Megan I…. I just can’t you guys are making it seem like I’m getting over a crush or something I was supposed to be a wife right now! I’m supposed to have a family…” She whispered the last part feeling as if something was stuck in her throat.
“We know this wasn’t just some teenage crush I mean you guys were together for five years… But your only twenty one you can’t let one failed relationship stop you from finding your person.” Leilani spoke softly rubbing her friends back.
The two girls really did feel for her she wasn’t like them. They could move on fastly but Purity yearned for love she would’ve been willing to do anything to save her relationship.
Thats why she thought it was so crazy that he broke up with her after she found out he was cheating.
She was wanted to work through it hell she begged for him to let her fix it.
And he walked out on her.
Like she was nothing.
And if he could do that after seeing how hard she wanted to fight for their relationship.
Well just maybe…
Love didn’t exist.
“Who even is this guy?” Purity asked while glancing up seeing her two friends smile.
“He’s an actor, very handsome, he just got out of a relationship too kinda same situation she was his fiancée.” Megan starts explaining everything to Purity making her nod.
They gave her enough to wonder about him but not enough to picture him fully or understand what happened with his past relationship.
“I better not regret this…”
“Yessss oh my goodness let me text him!” Megan exclaimed.
˚˖𓍢ִ໋TImeSkip🦢˚
Purity sat quietly in this oddly fancy restaurant.
Her white outfit fitting her body perfectly she wasn’t worried about how she looked.
She was worried cause she hadn’t spoken, looked, or interacted with any man other than her ex romantically in years.
Looking at her gold watch she huffed he was late by five minutes.
But she had been early cause she wanted to have a glass of wine by herself.
But she was definitely impatient.
“Hey… Purity right? Gosh I’m sorry It was heavy traffic this is a bad first impression.” He said a chuckle rumbling from his chest out of embarrassment.
Purity looked up and smiled a little, “Oh it’s fine Ive been here way before I was supposed to be I heard the wine was good so I wanted to try some.”
“Really which one have you tried from here?” He sat down looking around to see if any waitresses would be coming soon.
“Before I tell you any of that whats your name? They haven’t told me anything really.” Purity asked making eye contact with him.
“It’s Jaafar…” He said she could tell he was getting nervous by the eye contact but she was raised that eye contact meant that you respected that person.
After an hour of talking and eating Purity had come to a realization that she absolutely adored Jaafar.
He was cute, respectful, funny, and very charming.
And gosh that smile she could melt every time she saw it.
“I swear people just don’t understand I have to talk during a movie like who cares if the character can’t hear me I can hear me…” Purity rambled making Jaafar smile.
“No I agree totally i’d love to hear you ramble about how stupid a character is being…”
She looked up a shy smile growing on her face, “Um well maybe you can you know like go back to my place and maybe watch a movie if- if you’d like I’m not forcing you or-“
Jaafar grabbed her hands a giving them a gentle squeeze, “I wouldn’t mind.”
The only man I love.
★ FAVORITE MJ SMILES -> PART 1 ★
Literally a billion dollar smile
★ FAVORITE MJ SMILES -> PART 1 ★
