Winner winner, chicken dinner || Michael x Singer! Reader ||
Synopsis: You and Michael both released albums around the same time. He released Bad, while you released Twilight. Now you're sitting side by side at the Grammys, waiting for the winners to be announced. (Please I'm not creative enough to make an album name 😔)
Theme: fluff
Gener: short one-shot
Pairing: Michael x Reader in a established relationship
Inspired by a moment that happened with Beyoncé (the queen) and Jay-z. (,; ⩌ ;,)!
You and Michael were sitting next to each other at the Grammy Awards. The two of you had been dating publicly for about a year and a half, and everyone knew you loved each other deeply. Paparazzi often spotted you out on many dates and at countless events. Some had even managed to capture more intimate photos of the two of you when you thought you were completely alone in your car.
That being said, when you and Michael arrived at the Grammys, everyone was ecstatic. Michael had released Bad, and you had released Twilight, both of which were nominated that evening.
Sitting beside you, Michael rested a hand on your knee while the two of you talked quietly, occasionally waving to the cameras whenever they panned over to you.
Soon, the award announcements began.
The announcers, a man in a suit and a woman in a beautiful red dress, walked up to the microphone. Your name, Michael's, and two other artists appeared on the big screen.
"And the Grammy for Album of the Year goes to..." the woman announced as she carefully opened the envelope.
The man took the opportunity to make a joke.
"Looks like we might have an argument at home after this," he laughed. "We'll finally find out who really wears the pants in the relationship!"
The audience erupted into laughter.
Michael looked over at you, laughing just as hard. You grinned and playfully punched his shoulder. He dramatically clutched it as if he'd been seriously injured, earning another round of laughter from the crowd.
Once the room quieted again, the woman smiled down at the card.
"Twilight!"
The audience burst into applause.
Both you and Michael stood immediately. He wrapped you in a tight hug, kissing your cheek before taking your hand. He walked you up the stairs like a gentleman and kept a gentle hand against the small of your back.
When you reached the microphone, you adjusted your dress while Michael respectfully stepped back a few paces, giving you your moment.
"Thank you, everybody. This is truly wonderful," you began, smiling through your emotions. "I'd like to thank all of you so, so much from the bottom of my heart."
Before continuing, you glanced back at Michael.
He was already smiling at you.
"And before I go," you said softly, "I want to thank you, Michael. You are my muse... and my love. Thank you for coming into my life."
His smile only grew warmer as he visibly melted at your words. You gave the audience one final wave before turning back toward him.
Michael reached out without hesitation, intertwining your fingers with his. He stepped down from the stage first, helping you descend carefully in your heels. Once you reached the bottom, you thanked him quietly.
Instead of answering, he simply smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth.
Just a fun little short because I havnt posted a fic in a while!
