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𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓪𝓭 — Michael Jackson x Black Reader

warnings: possessive/protective undertones, teasing, kissing, body worship references, shy reader, obsessive michael undertones, fluff overload

brief summary: late 80s/early 90s soft domestic Michael. Michael finally brings you to meet the Jackson family for the first time, and everybody immediately notices just how deeply in love with you he is.

“You okay?”

Michael’s voice was soft beside you, gentle enough to calm some of the nervousness twisting around in your stomach.

You nodded quickly even though you definitely were not okay.

Meeting the Jackson family?

That was terrifying.

Especially when you knew exactly how beautiful the women around Michael usually looked. Tiny waists. Model faces. Glamorous.

And then there was you.

Soft stomach. Thick thighs. Full chest. Hips that pressed against the passenger seat every time you shifted nervously.

But Michael looked at you like you were something sacred.

Actually looked at you.

Even now at the red light, he was staring again.

Not in a dirty way.

Just completely gone over you.

“What?” you laughed nervously, smoothing your dress down over your thighs for the fifth time.

“Nothin’,” he mumbled shyly, smiling to himself.

He reached over immediately, fixing one of your curls where it had fallen into your face.

“You look pretty.”

Your cheeks warmed instantly.

“You already told me that.”

“I know,” he said softly. “Still true.”

Lord.

That man was dangerous.

By the time you pulled up to the house, your hands were sweating.

Michael noticed instantly.

He always noticed instantly.

“Hey,” he whispered, taking your hand before you could pull away. “They’re gonna love you.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Yes I do.”

The confidence in his voice made you blink.

Michael smiled a little, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

“Because I love you.”

That shut you up fast.

And the worst part?

He said it so naturally.

Like breathing.

Like it was obvious.

The second you walked inside, the house felt alive.

Voices overlapping. Music somewhere in the background. Somebody laughing loudly down the hallway.

Then suddenly all eyes landed on you.

Instinctively, you moved closer to Michael, and immediately his hand slid around your waist protectively.

“It’s okay,” he murmured quietly near your ear.

But he didn’t remove his hand.

Didn’t even loosen it.

If anything, his grip tightened slightly like he wanted everybody to know exactly who you belonged to.

“Oh, she is pretty,” a woman’s voice said warmly.

You turned to see Katherine approaching with the sweetest smile you’d ever seen.

And beside her was Janet Jackson, already grinning knowingly.

“You must be the girl he never shuts up about,” Janet teased.

Michael immediately got embarrassed.

“Jan—”

“No, seriously,” Janet continued dramatically. “This man calls everybody talking about ‘she likes this’ and ‘she said that’ and ‘she’s so sweet.’ I said oh brother, he in LOVE love.”

You started laughing before you could stop yourself.

Michael looked horrified.

“Would y’all leave me alone?”

“Oh my God,” Janet laughed. “Look at him blushing.”

Katherine just smiled knowingly at you.

You expected judgment.

Maybe a little awkwardness.

Instead, Katherine gently took your hand.

“Honey, any girl that makes Michael smile this much is welcome here.”

Your entire chest warmed.

And when you looked over at Michael—

He was already staring at you again.

Softly.

Completely.

Like he couldn’t believe you were real.

The rest of the evening blurred into warmth.

Michael barely let you leave his side at first.

Every time somebody new spoke to you, his hand found your waist again.

Or your lower back.

Or your fingers.

Guiding you through rooms.

Pulling you gently beside him.

Checking constantly to make sure you were comfortable.

But slowly, little by little, you relaxed.

Especially once Katherine and Janet pulled you into the kitchen with them.

“Oh, he loves you bad,” Janet said immediately once Michael was out of earshot.

You nearly choked on your drink.

Katherine laughed softly.

“He does look at you very sweetly.”

“He stares,” Janet corrected. “Like all the time.”

You laughed shyly, ducking your head.

“I catch him doing it too.”

“Mhm,” Janet nodded dramatically. “You got him gone.”

And honestly?

Maybe you did.

Because from the living room, Michael’s voice suddenly floated into the kitchen.

“Can y’all stop talkin’ about me?”

Everybody started laughing.

Meanwhile in the living room, Michael’s brothers were making his life miserable.

“Took you long enough to bring her around,” Jackie teased.

“She fine too,” Tito added immediately.

“REAL fine,” Marlon laughed.

Michael rolled his eyes hard.

“Man, shut up.”

“I’m just saying,” Jermaine grinned. “You look sick.”

“What?”

“The way you keep starin’ at that girl. You down bad.”

Michael tried not to smile.

Failed immediately.

Randy leaned back against the couch laughing.

“Mike can’t even think straight around her.”

“And can you even handle all that?” Marlon added teasingly.

Michael’s ears turned red instantly.

“Would you guys stop that?”

The room exploded with laughter.

But even through all the teasing, Michael couldn’t stop glancing toward the kitchen.

Toward you.

And every single time he heard your laugh—

His whole face softened.

Jackie noticed immediately, shaking his head with a grin.

“Oh yeah,” he laughed quietly. “That’s his wife for sure.”

Michael looked down for a second, trying to hide his smile before glancing back toward the kitchen again like he couldn’t help himself.

before he mumbled quietly,

“Hope so.”

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𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓗𝓮’𝓼 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮 — Michael Jackson x Black Reader

warnings: jealous/protective undertones, heavy PDA, possessive reader, clingy michael, kissing, public relationship dynamics, slight innuendo, reader being very territorial over michael, fluff, implied diana ross jealousy

Brief summary: During the We Are the World era, everybody on set notices just how attached you and Michael are to each other. Your relationship is soft, affectionate, and impossible to ignore, especially when certain people are watching a little too closely.

The studio was loud.

Voices everywhere, people moving around constantly, cameras flashing every few seconds, celebrities laughing across the room while production staff hurried back and forth trying to keep everything organized.

And somehow, through all of it, Michael still only seemed focused on you.

“You okay?” he asked softly for probably the fifth time in the last twenty minutes.

You looked up from where you were fixing the collar of his jacket, trying not to laugh. “Michael, baby, I’m fine.”

“Mhm,” he mumbled, unconvinced.

His hands settled automatically on your waist while he watched you straighten the fabric near his shoulders. Even surrounded by half of Hollywood, Michael stayed attached to you like he physically couldn’t help himself.

And

You didn’t mind at all.

Especially not tonight.

Because every time a certain somebody drifted a little too close to him, suddenly you felt extra affectionate.

Your fingers slid carefully through the curls near Michael’s forehead, fixing a few loose strands while he stood there staring at you all soft and shy like he always did whenever you touched him too much in public.

“You keep lookin’ at me like that,” you teased quietly.

Michael smiled immediately, ducking his head a little. “Can’t help it.”

Lord.

He was adorable.

You leaned up without hesitation and kissed his cheek slowly, purposely lingering for a second longer than necessary.

The reaction was immediate.

Michael’s entire face went pink.

“Oh my God,” he muttered under his breath while smiling hard, trying to hide it.

You just laughed softly and smoothed your thumb against his jaw.

“Cute,” you whispered teasingly.

Michael immediately hid his face near your shoulder. “Stop.”

“No,” you said instantly, grinning.

Across the room, a few people noticed immediately.

Lionel started grinning.

Quincy looked exhausted already.

And Randy burst out laughing from one of the couches nearby. “Man, she got you BAD.”

Michael rolled his eyes instantly, though he still looked ridiculously happy.

“Leave me alone,” he mumbled.

“You was not this clingy before her,” Jermaine added loudly.

“That’s what I’m sayin’!” Marlon laughed. “He follow her around like a lost puppy now.”

You started laughing before you could stop yourself, and Michael immediately turned toward you with the most offended expression imaginable.

“Baby, don’t encourage them.”

“Oh, but I’m encouraging this REAL bad,” Marlon said.

Michael groaned dramatically and pulled you closer against his side, burying his face near your shoulder for a second while everybody laughed at him.

Which honestly only made you more affectionate.

You turned your head slightly and pressed another kiss against the side of his neck this time.

That shut him up instantly.

“…girl,” he whispered weakly.

You felt him tighten his grip around your waist.

“Now you shy?” you teased softly near his ear.

Michael looked at you like you were trying to kill him.

And somewhere across the room, Diana noticed.

You noticed too.

So did Michael, judging by the way he suddenly got quieter beside you.

Your expression softened immediately.

Without even thinking about it, you reached up and fixed the curls near his face again before kissing his forehead gently this time.

“You okay?” you asked softly.

Michael looked at you for a second before smiling in that shy little way he did whenever he got overwhelmed.

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “I am now.”

God.

You loved him bad.

And judging by the way he looked at you?

Everybody else could tell he loved you even worse.

At one point while Quincy was talking to a group nearby, you casually walked over to Michael again and adjusted the chains resting against his jacket.

Michael blinked down at you immediately.

“You keep fixin’ my clothes,” he said softly.

“Because you keep lettin’ people mess ‘em up,” you teased.

He smiled again. That soft, stupidly pretty smile that always made you want to kiss him.

So you did.

Quick little kiss right near the corner of his mouth.

Michael froze instantly.

Jermaine nearly screamed.

“Oh my GOD,” he yelled dramatically. “Can y’all act normal for FIVE minutes?”

You burst out laughing while Michael tried hiding his face again.

“Nope,” you answered for him.

Michael looked absolutely gone.

Like genuinely gone.

Especially when you casually slid into his lap later during one of the breaks like it was the most natural thing in the world.

One of his arms wrapped tightly around your waist immediately while the other rested across your thigh.

Comfortable.

Automatically.

You leaned back against his chest comfortably while he rested his chin near your shoulder.

“You know people keep starin’ at us?” you whispered jokingly.

Michael shrugged against you without a single ounce of shame.

“Let ‘em stare.”

You turned slightly just to look at him properly because honestly? That confidence coming from him was rare.

Michael noticed immediately and smiled shyly again.

“What?”

“Nothin’,” you mumbled, grinning.

A few seconds later he leaned closer toward your ear quietly enough that almost nobody else could hear him.

“…I just like when you’re close to me.”

Your entire expression softened.

You turned your head and kissed him again, slower this time.

The room around you practically disappeared for a second.

And when you finally pulled away, Michael was smiling so hard it looked painful.

“There he go,” Marlon muttered dramatically from across the room. “That’s that look again.”

“You mean the look he get every time she breathe near him?” Randy added.

Everybody started laughing again.

Michael just rolled his eyes and tightened his arms around you even more while resting his face against your neck.

Like he needed everybody in the room to know exactly who you belonged to.

And maybe

Just maybe

You liked that a little too much.

Yes i was listening to micheal's music while making this

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𝓐 𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 — Michael Jackson x Black Reader Alphabet

warnings: suggestive innuendo, obsessive/protective michael undertones, kissing, fluff overload, clingy michael, body worship references

Brief summary: a fluffy alphabet centered around soft/domestic Michael, and every letter shows another side of how deeply in love Michael is with you.

A — Affection Michael is ridiculously affectionate in private. Constant hand holding, forehead kisses, rubbing your thighs absentmindedly while talking, pulling you into his lap whenever he can. If you’re nearby, he’s touching you somehow.

B — Big Spoon Michael switches between both, honestly. He LOVES being the big spoon because he gets to bury his face into your neck and hold your body close all night, but after a long day? He secretly loves curling up against your chest while you play in his hair.

C — Compliments He compliments you constantly without even realizing it. “You’re so pretty.” “I like this dress on you.” “Your hair looks nice today.” Very soft. Very genuine.

D — Dates Michael likes quiet dates more than flashy ones. Movie nights, amusement parks after hours, staying inside listening to music while dancing together in the kitchen.

E — Eyes Everybody notices the way Michael looks at you. His whole expression softens whenever you speak, like the rest of the room disappears for him completely. Sometimes you’ll catch him staring at you during conversations with this quiet little smile on his face like he’s admiring you without even realizing he’s doing it. Janet teases him about it constantly because he genuinely cannot hide how in love with you he is.

F — Favorite Place Wherever you are. No seriously.

If you’re in the kitchen, suddenly Michael’s in the kitchen too. If you’re laying in bed reading, he’s somehow draped across you five minutes later. He doesn’t even always need attention; he just likes being near you. Your presence calms him down in a way nothing else really can. After stressful days, Michael’s favorite thing is just coming home to you and hearing your voice.

G — Gifts Michael is constantly buying you little things that remind him of you. Jewelry, stuffed animals, books, flowers, sweaters that smell like his cologne. But his favorite gifts are always sentimental. Handwritten notes. Songs that made him think of you. Tiny souvenirs from places he travels to because “you said you liked these once.” He pays attention to every little thing you mention, so his gifts always feel personal.

H — Hugs His hugs last forever. Michael is the type to pull you against him and just stay there quietly because holding you calms him down.

I — Insecure Michael has moments where he genuinely wonders how he got someone like you. Especially when you dress up. He’ll just stare at you quietly like you might disappear.

J — Jealousy Soft jealousy. Possessive hand on your waist. Pulling you closer when somebody stares too long. Leaning down near your ear and quietly mumbling, “You know that you’re mine, right?” in that sweet teasing voice of his that somehow still makes your stomach flip.

K — Kisses Obsessed with kissing your cheeks and shoulders. And if he’s sleepy? Expect endless lazy kisses all over your face.

L — Laugh Your laugh is genuinely Michael’s favorite sound in the world. He’ll go out of his way just to hear it again, even if it means acting dramatic or teasing you nonstop. Sometimes during conversations he’ll stop talking completely after making you laugh just so he can sit there smiling at you for a second like he’s memorizing the sound.

M — Music He’s constantly making playlists for you or softly singing around the house. Sometimes he changes lyrics just to tease you.

N — Nicknames Baby. Pretty girl. Angel. Sweetheart. Occasionally “my girl” when he’s feeling clingy. Michael LOVES nicknames because he likes the intimacy of them, especially in private. If he’s tired or extra affectionate, his voice gets softer and he starts calling you things like “pretty baby” or “sweet girl” without even thinking about it.

O — Obsession Michael gets attached BAD. Always wants you near him. Always looking for you in crowded rooms. Always checking if you’re okay.

P — Protective If somebody makes you uncomfortable, Michael notices instantly. His entire demeanor changes. Calm but very protective.

Q — Quiet Moments Some of your sweetest moments happen in silence. Just laying together while he traces shapes into your skin absentmindedly.

R — Reassurance Michael constantly reassures you. Especially on days when you feel insecure about your body. He genuinely worships every part of you.

S — Sleeping Michael sleeps wrapped around you almost every night. Usually he starts off as the big spoon, arms around your waist, face buried into your shoulder. But sometime during the night he’ll shift closer and practically curl into you instead.

T — Tattoo The first time you showed him the tiny “MJ” tattoo resting near your hip bone, Michael genuinely stopped talking mid-sentence.

“…baby.”

His fingers brushed softly against your skin while he stared at it like he couldn’t believe you’d done that for him.

“You got my initials on you?”

You laughed shyly, suddenly feeling nervous under his stare.

But Michael just looked completely gone.

His hands settled carefully on your waist before he leaned down, pressing a slow kiss onto the tattoo.

“That’s gonna drive me crazy.”

U — Upset When you’re upset, Michael becomes impossibly gentle. Soft voice. Constant forehead kisses. Pulling you into his chest until you calm down.

V — Voice Michael LOVES your voice. Especially first thing in the morning when you’re sleepy and quiet.

W — Weakness You. Literally just you. The second you smile at him, Michael folds immediately. Doesn’t matter how serious he was trying to act beforehand either. One kiss, one compliment, one soft look from you and suddenly he’s blushing, smiling shyly, and following you around the rest of the day like he’s completely attached to you.

X — eXtra clingy Whenever Michael’s stressed or overworked, he becomes incredibly clingy. Wants to lay on top of you, hold your hand, hear your voice constantly.

Y — Yearning Even after years together, Michael still misses you whenever you’re apart for too long.

Z — Zzz’s Michael talks in his sleep sometimes. Usually it’s just sleepy mumbling, but occasionally he’ll pull you closer and whisper little “love you”s without even waking up.

extras . . .

✧ michael absolutely steals your clothes when you’re not around. sweaters, shirts, hoodies — doesn’t matter if they fit him properly or not, he just likes that they smell like you.

✧ if you’re sitting beside him while he’s writing music, he absentmindedly rests one hand on your thigh the entire time.

✧ michael LOVES kissing your shoulder when you’re half asleep.

✧ he gets shy every single time you compliment him back. like genuinely shy. smiling hard and ducking his head while trying not to blush.

✧ if somebody compliments you in front of him, michael gets all smiley and proud like HE won something.

✧ michael always notices the little things about you. your nails being done, a new bracelet (that he definitely bought you, you just haven’t worn it yet), different perfume, your hair styled differently — he catches all of it almost immediately. sometimes you’ll walk into a room thinking nobody noticed your new hairstyle yet and michael’s already staring at you softly like, “you changed your hair.” and when you show him your nails? he takes your hand so carefully to look at them properly, rubbing his thumb across your fingers while quietly telling you which color he likes best. he genuinely pays attention to every little detail about you because in his eyes, everything about you is worth noticing.

✧ if you wear one of his jackets in public, he literally cannot stop staring at you.

✧ michael’s the type to whisper “come here” and pull you into his lap in the middle of conversations because he misses touching you after like five minutes

✧ when he’s sleepy he gets EXTRA clingy. wants to lay on top of you, hold your hand, kiss your cheek repeatedly, all of it.

✧ one of his favorite things is hearing you laugh from another room because it instantly makes him smile too.

taglist: @simply-lovley44 @cocomilaa

just comment or send me a message if you wanna be added as well and make sure to check out my other works on michael and other characters. just check my pinned masterlist on my page, and if you have a request, please check my do’s and don’ts first. thank you 🫶🏽

also, i’m a new and young writer, and i just wanna say thank you for all the likes, reblogs, and follows. they really go a long way in showing me that the work i put a lot of time and effort into is appreciated.

— moya 🤎