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I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you ♡
Baby fever ໒꒱ིྀ༝⁺\ One shot ! ♡
𝜗ৎ Husband Michael x Fem!Reader ໒ྀི
Contains: fluff, comfort, hints of intimacy, clingy Michael, established relationship, reader is addressed as baby and love, insecurities(no use of Y/n ♡)
Summery: you and Michael had been married for 2 years and Michael really wants to start a family with you, but you’re scared of the changes your body will go through.
A/N: this was just a short idea, enjoy ! (Not fully proof read)
You never had to do anything to get your husband’s attention he practically clung to you most of the time and you honestly didn’t mind it. He was yours and you were his, you had both been married for 2 years now and recently you noticed how whenever you and Michael would go shopping he would always seem to wonder into the baby section. It’s not that you didn’t want to be a mom someday you just didn’t know if you were really mom material yet as stupid as that sounded.
You knew Michael had always been interested in being a father, so him hinting at it didn’t become a shot it just became overwhelming. Even the fear of how much your body would change after having kids especially since he wouldn’t want just one. It happened to take place again while you both out shopping.
“Love, look” Michael glanced back with a big smile on his face.
You were looking at a dress in the women section before going over to him, he was holding a small onesie proudly with both his hands. You smiled almost nervously.
“It’s very cute” you laughed softly.
“Isn’t it?” He gleamed, his hand reaching out to grab a matching hat. “Michael baby”
“Yes?”
“Uh well, I couldn’t help but notice your increasing interest in baby’s clothes”
He glanced back at the onesie he was holding, a soft sigh slipped from his lips as he sat the clothes down then taking both your hands in his. He always did this when he was about to say something heart felt or even cheesy. You gave him a knowing smirk.
“What?”
Michael shrugged.
“No seriously spit it out Mr.Jackson”
He rolled his eyes playfully at your formality before speaking, “you know how when we got married and..”he childishly started swings the both of your arms gently. “I’ve always mentioned wanting a family” he spoke softly. His gaze was so tender and shy as usual when it came to you.
“Vividly” you respond.
“Well..”, he hinted towards the baby clothes.
Michael gently pulled you closer his hand slipping around your waist as he gazed down at you.
“I don’t know baby..” you sighed, “that’s a lot” you said thoughtfully. “Don’t get me wrong I’d be more than happy to carry your baby” you added rubbing his cheek, he leaned into your touch smiling softly.
“It’s just, I don’t know if im ready to be a mother…or the changes that come with that” you confessed softly feeling a little ashamed to admit it.
Michael’s smile faltered, “what do you mean?” He asked curiously.
“My body..” you frowned.
“What about it ma?” It then clicked and his gaze became softer, “oh baby..” he coo’d
He gently kissed your lips before pulling back, you looked at him seeing the warmth and reassurance in his demeanor. He cupped your face.
“Listen to me…It doesn’t matter what changes your body goes through it won’t change that fact that I chose you, that I wanted and want you. I’d kiss you a thousand times to remind you that”
“Michael” you laughed softly.
“Im serious” he smiled, kissing your cheek. “Im in love with you…all of you” he teased, gripping your waist briefly.
You rolled your eyes feeling your face get warm.
“I’m in love with you too Michael..”
Michael kisses your forehead and you looked over at the baby clothes, you picked one up looking at the pretty baby pink. “How many?”
“Oh” Michael rubbed his neck, “maybe 11 or 12” he whispered.
“Michael Joesph Jackson!” You put down the shirt.
“What?” He smiled sheepishly. You rolled your eyes at him at the absurd amount.
“Just cause your mother was able to have 10 doesn’t mean I can” you walked away.
“You haven’t even tried yet” he teased following behind you.
During the car ride you both went back and forth about a more appropriate amount and eventually settled at three, he’d have to earn more which you said as joke but he took it seriously. You even discussed names as well, by the time you both got back home you happily room your heels off your feet touching the cool ground earning a sigh of relief from you.
“So when do you want to do this?” You causally asked while maids walked around.
“Maybe we should discuss this somewhere else”he chuckled.
Michael took your hand kissing your knuckles gently, walking you upstairs your shared room. He closed the door and gently pressed you against the wall as he began kissing you gently not wanting to rush anything. You smiled a little against his lips kissing him back before shortly pulling away, “oh right now?” Michael nodded before kissing you again. His hand trailed up your waist pulling you closer against him.
After sweet love you both laid up next to each other watching a movie, Michael was hardly focused on the movie too busy looking at you while gently running his fingers through your hair. You felt his warm lips kiss your head, you looked away from T.V to look at him smiling and he then smiled back leaning down to kiss your lips.
You pulled away, “you’re sure about this?”
“Are you?”
You thought about it for a moment and nodded, he cupped your chin in his hand. “I’m here, always.”
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Michael x Poc!Fem!Reader
Era: Otw—Thriller
Summery:Michael had been your friends since childhood and growing up he developed a heavy crush on you unfortunately with him and his family moving away to California it made it hard for you to see him but he promised one day you’d both see each other again. Time went on you both did see each other, you came to stay in town for a week and a few days, while together you and Michael were really able to explore the feelings you couldn’t express through the phone.
Contains:distance, crush , confession, childhood friends, mentions of Joe, fluff, time skips, shy/jealous Michael.
A/N: I really feel as though this was all over the place but it sounded like a cute idea at the time, also this isn’t really proof read so if there’s spelling errors im sorry💔 but there could be a potential part 2
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August 8, 1979
Michael and his family had moved away from Indiana years ago and to be honest it was hard for the two of you. You both of course stayed in contact, when you were younger you’d call him and if you were Lucky Katherine would answer. You’d both talk for hours on hours on end, of course with Michael being in a group with his brothers it became harder to get in contact with him mainly because that money hungry jerk Joe Jackson. “He’s busy.” He’d say coldly before ending the calls, “prick” you’d always muttered.
As Michael got older he was able to call and answer you on his own without being too heavily monitored, he had recently been working on his own album he called it “off the wall” you liked it hyping him up while the both of you laughed like sneaky little kids. The most you’d hear from a Michael was when he needed company while writing down his ideas late at night, he’d stay on the line while listening to your soft breaths and shifting.
“You’re gonna be big Mj..”you mumbled softly, your eyes were already closed while the phone laid close to you, the receiving chord dangling from the nightstand to your bedside. Your lamp was dimly lit on reaching from the nightstand including the floor below it.
Michael laughed softly hearing the fatigue in your voice, it was only 11:51p.m for him but for you it was 2:51a.m. He hated that you’d ruin your sleep schedule just so he could have the joy of talking to you still nevertheless you’ve stated countless time that you didn’t care.
He was currently in the studio surrounded by papers and note books some papers were even balled up by the trash can from Michael missing it completely. Sighing softly he tapped his pen near the controls of the studio.
“I heard that” you inhaled deeply propping yourself up on one arm, “what’s on your mind, spit it out” you spoke up.
“It’s nothin…just miss seein you face to face..”he confessed softly. “Your voice would sound better in person rather than through this” he tapped the phone.
You huffed, smiling to yourself. He had been saying that for so long now you’ve been starting to think there’s something else behind just ‘missing your face’.
“I miss you too, Bambi” you heard him chuckle from the other end from the nickname.
“It’s really embarrassing when you call me that” it was a half truth, he loved it but also felt a little shy about it.
Feeling your energy come back you sat up completely picking up the phone placing it to your ear, you laughed. “I think it’s cute”
The night went on and you both managed to strike another conversation going on about the things you both did before he and his family moved away. After a while you felt tired again and plopped down on your pillow, eyes becoming heavy as sleep threatened to take you again.
“I promise I’ll see you soon, Quincy and I have been workin’ real hard on this album.”
“Day and night..?”you teased tiredly.
That made him chuckle, “Day and night, but shhh dont go around referencing it too much”
“Mhm..”you hummed softly.
Michael stayed on the phone while you slept doing a bit of cleaning up before grabbing the phone gently, painfully ending the call he really didn’t want to but he knew he should let you rest.
Ring ring ring
He smiled slyly to himself before answering. Knowing it was going to be you.
“You fell asleep—”
“You didn’t say goodnight..”
He huffed out a laugh from his nose, “good night silly girl”
“Mhm goodnight Bambi”
A week later
A week had went by since the last time you spoke with Michael you eagerly checked your calendar the entire week so you wouldn’t forget his 21st birthday that was coming up.
You saved up enough money to visit him as a surprise for his upcoming birthday with the help of Janet and La Toya. So when you arrived there they help hid you until Michael came home.
Michael had stepped inside, sighing from the long day and immediately thought about calling you. Before he could though he was bombarded by his little sister Janet who had a big smile plastered on her face.
He sighed dramatically knowing she was probably up to know good.
“Hey Mikey, talked to your girlfriend lately” she teased.
“Shh!” He looked around feeling his cheeks warm up, “I’ve done told you time’n time again not say that, she’s not my girlfriend”
La Toya stepped in, “you sure talk about her like she is” she teased
“What’s goin’ on with you two?, normally you don’t tease me about her like this.” He raised a brow.
The two sisters exchanged knowing looks before looking back at Michael who was waiting expectingly. Mouthing the words “what”.Janet giggled and went upstairs towards him room, Michael followed a few steps behind with La Toya following in pursuit.
Meanwhile you were in Michael’s room wondering around, it was messy, toys and stuff animals including he’s off the wall albums were laying on the floor. You reached down to pick one up, you giggled a little. You froze upon hearing the door knob being twisted but when the door opened it was just Janet rushing in shutting the door quickly behind her.
“He’s comin’!” She panted a little.
“Shoot” you sat down the album and stood up, messing with your fro and clothes.
“Janet what are—” Michael pause with wide eyes when he saw you.
You both hadn’t seen each other in years, of course you’ve seen him and his brothers on T.V but on the other hand Michael hadn’t. He was taken aback by how beautiful you were. Janet looked back and forth at you both smiling proudly, slipping out the room.
“Long time no see”you smiled breaking the silence.
Michael was still in shock he opened his mouth but failed miserably at speaking any words, La Toya who was watching a little ways from down the hall cleared her throat. He glanced back at her before clearing his throat.
“It has…—i really wasnt expecting this”he laughed nervously.
You shook your head, stepping closer wrapping your arms around his neck into a tight embrace. He instantly hugged you back with the same tightness, tears began forming in your eyes as you felt surrealism of the moment.
“I missed you so much..”you murmured against his shoulder, your voice trembling slightly.
“I missed you more” he whispered softly, rubbing your back gently.
You smiled softly and pulled back enough just enough to look at him with your teary eyes, his face shifted into a bit of concern at seeing that.
“Ohh Your cryin’, he pulled you back into the embrace. “You’re gonna make me cry too, cut that out” he chuckled.
You laughed a little against his shoulder, after that exchange the rest of the family got to see you. Joe of course didn’t stick around long cause he really didn’t care too much, the entirety of the day was filled with Michael and his brothers as well as his sisters. You were shown around the house inside and out, you smirked seeing the pool.
“Don’t even think about it”Michael warned playfully.
“What if I am thinkin’ about it” you looked at him mischievously.
You rushed behind him threatening to push him into the pool, his brothers watched a laughed cheering you on. Tito came on behind you helping push Michael until he eventually fell in with a shout.
“Yes!” You turned your back, that was your first mistake.
Michael popped his head out the water jumping up to pull you in with him, you screamed so loud it echoed throughout the entire estate, Katherine even rushed outside to see what had happen. She quickly sighed in relief seeing it was just you and Michael having fun.
“Sorry!, I didn’t mean to disturb you miss Jackson!” You called out.
“Yeah keep it down” Michael mockingly teased you before splashing you with water, you retaliated splashing him back.
“Doo doo head!” You laughed, pulling him into a headlock.
The next thing to happen was the brothers jumping in with you both, water splashing everywhere just soaking the outside of the pool.
It was later in the day, Michael wanting alone time with you brought you into the studio. You smiled as you looked around noticing the pinned ideas and scattered paper.
“Didn’t clean up I see” you teased, strolling over to the chair he always sat him.
“I was too tired too” he admitted.
“You tired?, that’s a new one” you said jokingly, swaying side to side.
“real funny” he grabbed a spare chair sitting in front of you. “So..”
You looked at him.
“How long ya stayin’?”
“Till your birthday—like I’ll be gone a few days after it” you replied. “That’s why I’m here I didn’t wanna miss your 21st” you added softly.
“You didn’t wanna miss my birthday” it wasn’t a question more so a repeated statement, it warmed his heart.
“Yeah and I brought a camera so we can have some memories for use to have before I leave”
You rolled the chair closer to him, and smiled. This week was going to be fun for the both of you, while you both were bonding all over again there was something that was really noticeable between the two of you.
Michael had held your hand many times before but this time it was different. His slender fingers wrapped around yours almost timidly but the feeling was familiar.
“Bambi..”
“Silly girl?” He teased softly.
You huffed a laugh, “you have a lot comin’ for you being so incredibly gifted, not too offend your brothers or nunthin”
“No no it’s ok, keep going” he encouraged holding his soft gaze.
“Ok” you smiled softly, “I’m proud of how far you’ve come…I’m hoping you’ll be able to start your own thing. Goin’ solo..”
His smile faltered slightly, “that’s sweet but it’ll be hard with Joe..”
“—Michael Joesph Jackson I don’t care..” you took both his hands. “You’re the talented one, you’re sweet and well spoken, thoughtful and handsome..charming”
He blushed and turned away, “stop it”
“Point is M, you’re growing up…you know what you want. Don’t let anyone stop you from taking it…even if it was me.”
He looked at you lovingly, “thank you, and you’re right I do know what I want”
“See and your brave” you tapped his cheek playfully making him dip his head smiling.
“Thank you..” he gently squeezes your hand.
“I’m so glad you’re here with me” he added softly.
Your head came to rest in his shoulder and Michael’s rested on yours in return, silence fell in the studio room. It was becoming late and you realized you didn’t mention you’d be staying here with him while in California.
“So..I didn’t think about where’d I’d sleep”
“You can take my room, I’ll sleep on the couch”
You looked at him, “Michael no I couldn’t do that”
“I’m not lettin’ you sleep on the couch girl” he sassed, he wasn’t taking no for an answer.
“Should’ve called you the sassiest Jackson”you mumbled.
He dipped his head laughing at your remark.
Later that night you settled into Michael’s bed, he leaned up against the door with his arms crossed. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“You look like my mama”
He rolled his eyes laughing before approaching you and sitting on the edge of his bed.
“Comfortable?”
“Mhm” the bed smelled so heavily of him it was intoxicating.
“Ok good, I’ll see you in the morning—”
“Are you sure I can’t just sleep in the living room with you-it’ll help me feel less bad”
He shook his head, “No you stay here”
“Hh fine fine, but tomorrow I’m in the living room with you”
“I’ll let you have it” he smiled standing up, swiftly making his way towards the door.
Michael quietly left the room shutting the door with a soft thud but he nearly almost saw God when he was face to face with Tito, he rolled his eyes annoyed. Tito just smirked.
“Lettin’ her sleep in your bed on the first night Mike?” Tito tease letting out a soft low whistle.
“Get your head out the gutter will you?, im takin’ the couch. I want her to be comfortable.” he replied almost sternly before walking past him, he knew this would eventually happen. His brothers were going to mess with him until you leave back to Indiana.
“Y’know Mike” Tito followed, “we know you gotta little crush on her, right?”
Michael didn’t answer as he hurriedly descended down the stairs to get away from him, Tito just laughed and followed doing his best to not make too much of a disturbance.
“I’ll take that as a yes, since you’re not answering”
“What’s it to you?” Michael questioned.
“Maybe I just wanna help out my little brother”
“—pass”
“Ok” Tito put his hands up in mock surrender, “but I’d make up my mind if I were you”
Michael furrowed his brows, “what are you talkin’ about?”
“You’re not the only one” he walked away smirking, “sleep well Mikey”
Michael just blinked in disbelief before laying his head down on the cushions, his body sinking comfortably into the couch. Was this some sort of prank?. He could only shake his head not wanting the thought to keep him up all night. He better not do anything ridiculous.
The following morning you got up early, you were still trying to adjust to the different time zones. You shuffle out of the bed leaving Michael’s room, the house was silent with only the sounds of your footsteps breaking the silence. You went downstairs looking around until you saw Michael’s sleeping form.
“Do you normally watch people sleep” a quiet voice called out from behind.
You jumped turning around quickly to be met with Jermaine standing on the other end of the room. A sigh of relief left you as you walked over to him.
“What are you doing up?” You whispered.
“I could ask you the same, i was thirsty” he shook the glass of water gently in his hand. “Now you answer my question” he added.
Your hands came to rest in yours hips, “in my defense im still adjusting to the time zones”
“Oh yeah” he chuckled. “So…any plans for the day or”
“Whatever Michael’s doin”, you glanced back over to where Michael was sleeping.
“So you came out here to just be cooped up on my little brother all day?” He stifled a laugh.
You felt slightly offended by that, “im sorry I didn’t get any phone calls from you all these years”
“—actually ive occasionally have said happy birthday, and it ain’t my fault he wanna be takin’ your attention most the time” he defended.
“I did come out here for Michael especially since his birthday is coming up” you started walking away, “you should be supportive to him wanting to start a solo career.” You added.
“Excuse me?”
“Y’heard me.” You shot back.
You respected everyone in Michael’s family, but you didn’t stand for ignorance and negligence when it came to Michael, he was such a sweet soul so hearing him calm you from time to time sobbing from Joe especially Joe hurt a lot. Being so far away all you could do was comfort him with words but now that your hear that would be different much different.
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Blue gangster.
Darryl x Reader
Authors note: The story I promised that would be here tonight, yet a bit late depending on what time is it for you guys. It’s not the best in my opinion, I just don’t see darryl from Michael’s bad film on here at all on here, so I decided to do it myself. If you guys would want a part 2 let me know, I might work on it alongside maestro and upload both, enjoy.
!! Warning !! Mentions of g*ns, g*n use, angsty?
In his world, things seem less colorful it was more black and blue in his eyes. Darryl‘s always been a good kid, keeping up with his grades and taking care of his mother. At the beginning of the year, he ended up returning back to his childhood home and now attending private school, money started to get tight then. He became desperate, needing it for food and to keep him in the private school he attended , most importantly help his mother and take all the stress off her shoulders, Yet nobody wanted to help a poor kid from Brooklyn, they’d say.
Darryl felt like he’s seen it all, but clearly not enough, He started to notice how much his town has changed. Seeing groups of young men becoming violent towards each other, being pushed in the back of police cars, it was an unsafe environment which made him uneasy.
Since he’s been back in Brooklyn, Recently Darryl had happen to run into a old childhood friend of his, Maxine, who went by “mini max” now, and two other individuals he wasn’t quite familiar with. He noticed a thing or two about max of how much he’s changed…a little too much. He would push him to drink, to try and sell illegal substances, and steal. ‘It’ll get you out of these streets!’ He’d tell him, but each time he refused, he’d be called ‘soft’ or ‘a sissy.’ what Max thought made him even softer was you, his girlfriend.
Darryl could never keep you out of his mouth, talked about how lovely and soft your hair was, the signature vanilla scent you kept on yourself, how your eyes were like two pools so deep, that he felt like he could never come back up. Max despised you, he thought that you were keeping Darryl back from all the good things that he could be missing out on.
Today was finally the last day of school for break to begin, when the day ended, you and Darryl were walking out the school building together holding hands and fingers intertwined together, chatting away about plans for break and how you both would spend it together, you both were startled by a shout.
“yo blue gangsta!!!”
You and Darryl were startled, only to see that it was max and his two other friends walking behind him, you could instantly see Darryl’s demeanor change to discomfort.
“Blue…gangster?”
You questioned the nickname, Darryl shook his head and sighed, turning his body to face you.
“This is the first time he’s called me this, go on baby, I’ll call you later tonight..”
He spoke quietly for only you to hear, the way he called you baby always seemed to make you melt. You quietly nodded your head, he placed a hand on your cheek and pressed a soft kiss on your lips, when your eyes met, he mouth the words ‘I love you.’ You started to walk away to leave Darryl alone with his friends, right away, he could tell something wasn’t right, especially with Max.
“Won’t believe what I got my hands on…”
Max had a smirk on his face, max zipped his coat down and opened the right side where only Darryl could see, his heart drop down into his stomach…max had gotten his hands on a gun.
“Tonight…we’re going on a heist, you either prove you can roll wit’ us, or you’re just a lil’ sissy.”
Darryl’s breath quickened, his eyes stayed locked on the gun that was strapped to max’s pants, any sudden movement had made him jump each time out of fear he’d switch and use it on him instead. He shook his hand immediately…
“No…no no you’re not thinking straight-“
“I said tonight. 8:30 pm, you better meet us downtown, you either down or you ain’t down. Don’t you wanna take care of your mama? Yo’ girl?”
Max had interrupted him, he was using his two weaknesses against him, he looked in his hazy red eyes, max was more than serious…and higher than a kite. Darryl softly pushed past them both max and his friends to head home, the entire walk in the back of his mind, he was terrified of what could happen if he didn’t do what Max wanted him to. Time felt like it was flying by so quickly, he paced around his room quickly, picking up the telephone a couple of times to call you, to tell you that he loved you one last time something went wrong…but he put the phone down everytime.
Before he ended up leaving the house, he took a piece of paper out of his mother‘s notepad and started writing a letter of she returned home early, his hands trembled and felt sick at every word he wrote.
‘Mother, I’m sorry. I don’t know what may happen tonight, but I just want you to know how much I love you and I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, this isn’t your fault. I just wanted to help you with money, to pay for school, to keep us fed, and so we can leave this horrible place. I love you mother.
— Darryl.’
He gently placed the note on the kitchen counter, staring at it for a couple seconds, then finally leaving the house. He made his way downtown in all black, he kept his head down, fixing up his hat to cover his eyes and tried not to look suspicious but failing miserably, then about thirty minutes he finally arrived downtown, hearing a familiar laugh come from an alleyway. He peaked over and saw that it was Max in the same two guys from earlier. They turned they’re heads and saw Darryl as he pulled his mask down away from his face. The smiles were wiped off of their faces as they got more serious.
Max stepped in front of Darryl, eyeing him up and down as if he was judging him.
“You actually showed up…”
Darryl swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly. He shifted uncomfortably and spoke quietly.
“Y-Yeah…Look, I wanna get this over with so I can go home…so what’s my first job?”
Max took a puff of the cigarette in his mouth, blowing it in Darryl’s face, making him cough a bit. He stepped closer to a point their chests were nearly touching, then shoved a big black duffle bag in his hands.
“The liquor store across the street from here, you gon’ rob them first, then we gon’ mug somebody who look like they got money.”
Darryl felt his body freeze and his breathing quickened once again, and Max could immediately tell that he was starting to change his mind, which irritated him. He threw the cigarette that he had in his mouth onto the ground, grabbed Darryl’s shoulders and slammed him onto the hard brick wall enough to bruise. He grunted loudly, the fear more intense in his eyes. Max breathed hard as he gripped Darry’s arms hard to keep him in place.
“Darryl, I’m not gonna tell you again. Ever since you’ve been going to that private school has been making you into a lil’ sissy, and that dumbass girl!!!”
He shouted in his face.
“Tell me to my face, are you bad? Are you really with us?”
Silence. Max got more frustrated and shook him again which made Darryl flinch hard.
“I SAID ARE YOU BAD?!”
“GET OFF ME MAN!!!”
Darryl shouted back at max, he used all the strength he could to push max off, his back was aching and throbbing from the hard push. He was taken aback as he watch Darryl snatch the duffle bag that was on the ground and lift his mask up. He walked away from Max and the two other guys across the street to the store. I felt like in that moment, Darryl could see almost everything that was coming to him for this. His girlfriend, the lady in his life, the colorful light to all of the darkness, possibly leaving him, And his mother disappointed and ashamed of him, this wasn’t the son she raised.
The door chimed open, but before the cashier could greet him, he slammed the duffle bag down on the counter. The cashier was a young man, he stopped and looked at Darryl in his eyes. He cleared his throat and deep in his voice, so it wouldn’t be recognizable.
“…give me all you got, I don’t wanna have to hurt you.”
The young man paused and started to press the buttons on the cash register slowly out of shock and terror. While Darryl waited, he slowly turned his head to look at max from the window, he saw him shake his head with a clear look of disappointment in his face. Darryl started raise his voice and slammed his fist on the counter.
“Come on man I don’t got time for this HURRY UP!!!”
His voice broke as he yelled. The cashier’s body flinched hard, the cash register opened with a soft ‘ding!’ he started placing all of the money in the bag at a fast pace.
“T-that’s all we’ve got.”
The young man stuttered out. Darryl took the bag and zipped it shut…then left. Once he returned to Max and his friends, they started cheering for him and giving him pats on his back, but Darryl couldn’t feel a hint of joy in what he did, all he could feel was guilt, shame, and disgust all at once.
“My man darryl ain’t a sissy after all, but that don’t mean we done yet…you still gotta mug somebody.”
Max said.
“Come on man robbing that store was enough…”
Darryl instantly saw Max‘s face twist into anger, he knew he had no choice but to do what he said. The four of them walked down the streets, passing house parties, clubs, and police cars which made darryl feel a rush of panic go through his body. They then saw a woman come out of a different liquor store farther than the one from before, max stop walking and put a hand on Darryl‘s chest.
“Ay…how bout’ her?”
“No man that’s a lady…I’m not gonna mug a women.”
Darryl said quietly for only Max hear, the irritation came back across Max‘s face, like he was speaking to darryl with his eyes. Once again, he knew he had no choice. Darryl moved forward quickly has the street lights blinked above him, while she was completely distracted, he lifted his mask up and when he was close enough, he grabbed her. His grasp wasn’t rough but he immediately whispered to her once she gasped, once again deepening his voice.
“Shh shh…it’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt y-“
He stopped, his legs went numb as he got a good look of the women…you. He felt his chest tighten and a lump form in his throat as he met your terrified eyes. You heard a click and something push against the back of your head, you let out a cry. Max shouted at you.
“Man shut up! Give us your bag!!”
Your body trembled hard, Max started to search through your bag, taking anything he found valuable out of it while Darryl stared at you in horror, he felt like he was going to throw up in that moment as everything became inaudible. One of the guys held you in place, their grip on you was hard and forceful. The tightness in Darryl’s chest became painful, he felt lightheaded and started to hyperventilated just watching, doing nothing…
He snapped back into reality by the sudden sounds of police sirens. Max cursed underneath his breath and stuffed your jewelry and wallet in the duffle bag before sprinting away from the scene, darryl followed behind.
Once they were gone, you had waved the police down. You were in a full-blown panic as you explained to them that you were just mugged by four men. You gave them the best description you could, but the only thing you could think about was darryl, and how much you needed him. You took your flip phone out of your pocket and rang him about four times, but each time it went to voicemail. you decided to leave a voice message instead, your voice was shaken up and you sniffled slightly.
“D-Darryl…I-I’m downtown and I just got mugged, i-I’m with the police…I don’t know who they were but please call me back when you can. I really need you right now…please..”
Darryl, Max and the two other men were now sat in an abandoned building, counting all the money they had gathered Celebrating, but what was there to celebrate? Darryl sat on the side while watching them, his chest was still painfully tight and it became hard to breathe for him. He ran his fingers through his hair and he stood up.
“This was a mistake…”
Max’s smile faded, he looked at him with confusion and almost offended.
“A mistake? Come on darryl you gangsta’ now! You can pay for school and take care of your mom-“
“DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO THAT WAS!?”
His yells echoed through the empty building, he let out a small choked gasp as his eyes became glossy, putting a hand on his chest.
“That was my girl…WE MUGGED MY GIRL MAN!”
A singular tear rolled down his cheek, nobody dared to say another word. He fixed up his coat and stood up, making his way to the almost broken wooden door.
“Keep your money man…I’m done doing your dirty work.”
He walked down the streets, keeping his head low. Each time he heard the faint sounds of police sirens, he quickly hid behind anything that was larger than him. by the time he made it home. It was nearly midnight, the door creaked open while the faint sounds of the clock ticking filled the quiet room. Darryl noticed that the note he wrote for his mother earlier had gone untouched, ‘Maybe she wasn’t home yet’ he thought, until the door opened behind him. He took the note from the kitchen counter and stuffed it into his pocket, turning his body around to look at his exhausted mother with a bunch of her work bangs in her arms, she lifted her head up to see her son whose eyes were red with unshed tears and almost like he was a little kid that got caught doing something he shouldn’t have.
“Darryl sweetie? Why are you up so late?”
His eyes had immediately softened. He walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her, softly sobbing in her shoulder.
“Oh mother…”
His voice broke. She was surprised, but dropped her work bags onto the floor with a loud ‘thud’ and wrapped her arms around her son, not questioning what had happened.
To be continued???
♛ Say you want me ♛ [short]
[ Prince Michael x maid reader au ]
Contains: Tooth rotting fluff, friends to lovers, mentions of that bum Joe Jackson, angst?, insecure reader.
About: You’ve been working for the Jackson’s for some time now and while it was nice it was often times hectic, you found peace whenever you were around Michael and he felt the same.
A/N: I actually enjoy the idea of au versions of Michael im excited to make more lol
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A servant girl, thats what you were and sometimes you never felt anything more than that. You’ve worked for the Jackson Royal family since your teen years up to your young adult hood. Working with the Jackson’s wasn’t unpleasant at all at least when it came to the king and queen’s children, they were a delight to be around.
You loved how sweet Janet and La Toya were to you, they’d make you forget that you were a servant in the first place making you feel more like a close friend or sister. The brothers on the other hand were, well, themselves, loud and boys but still gentlemen. Out of all of them only one of them really caught your eye, Michael Jackson, he was soft spoken including gentle not to mention he was a sight for sore eyes. Michael always had this charming smile you adored, his Bambi like eyes always gazing into yours making you feel as if you were the most beautiful lady he’s ever laid his eyes on.
He hated when you did anything for him leaving you to constantly remind him it was your job but he’d digress. Michael would help you with chores if he was free too and you didn’t mind the help nor the company. Sometimes I’d be hard to get the chores done cause he’d constantly tease and distract you, getting all playfully and what not.
One day it was an early morning in Hayvenhurst and usually before everyone woke up you would sit by the fountain outside, listening to the water flow and trickle down. It was your calm, while you were relaxing you heard gentle footsteps approaching from behind you. You looked back but saw no one, your brows knitted together for a brief moment before fixing your gaze forward again, just to be met with a familiar face.
“Boo..!”
A sharp gasped left your mouth, your face taking on a serious playful look. “Michael Joseph Jackson!” You whispered yelled, dipping your hand in the fountain, flinging water at him. He laughed shielding his face.
“I couldn’t help it!, it was a perfect opportunity” he laughed, giving you that childish smile. His hands came to rest in his pockets, you shook your head.
“What am I going to do with you” you sighed contently as you watched him take a seat beside you, his hands coming to rest on his knees.
“Hopefully nothing”he admitted softly.
You’d say Michael was easy to read, but then other times you weren’t really sure how he felt about you. He was a flirt for sure even though he’d get super shy or embarrassed when you flirted back, but let’s think realistically courting one of your house servants didn’t sound pleasing nor ideal at least not to you. Deep down though you wanted nothing but to be more than that to him, but the fear of what his father would think terrified you.
“Are you always out here early sunrise?” Michael questioned while absentmindedly patting his lap as if there was a melody stuck in his head.
“Yes, I like to listen to the fountain..are you the only one up?”
“As far as I know” he swiftly stood up standing in front of you with his hands resting on his hips, giving you a smug look.
“No..no I know that look we are not playing”
“Oh come on” he pouted a bit, “it’s just hide and seek” he pleaded.
“You want to play hide and seek?, aren’t we a little too old for that?—better yet a lot old?”
“Maybe you are, but I ain’t” he smirked walking away, “besides theres no age limit when it comes to hide n’seek, Apple head” he teased.
You shook your head smiling to yourself, there was never anything wrong with Michael’s childish antics. He loved to take advantage of when his dad wasn’t around to fully be himself since he knew you wouldn’t judge him for hit. Reluctantly you got up and started counting which made Michael’s face light up with excitement and he quickly ran to hide.
By the time you got to ten you shouted the words “ready or not, here I come..!” And began the search. You hope he didn’t run somewhere far, he was a fast runner making it easy for him to cover ground quickly, so hopefully he didn’t hide too far out.
“Michael..!” You called out as you walked around the property.
The birds chirped every now and then making you glimpse up, and that had you thinking. You began looking up at all the tree’s and just when you were going to give up you saw a pair of penny loafers shoes pull themselves up into a tree. A smirked spread across your face as you approached said tree and leaned up against it, crossing your arms.
“Found you Mikey” you stated proudly, not even glancing up.
There was a quickly laugh before you were eye to eye with Michael hanging upside down from the tree. Your eyes widened briefly, then you smiled playfully booping his noise making Michael chuckle.
“Was this too obvious?”
“It wasn’t until it was, now come down before you hurt yourself”
Michael grunted as he sat up on the tree branch, his doe eyes looking down at you. This angle of him made his lashes even prettier and noticeable, you rested your hand on your hip as you waited for him to come down.
“Why don’t you come up here?”he asked swinging his legs.
“I don’t climb tree’s”
“Whaaat?, you’re missin out” he replied in mock disappointment.
After that he came down and you both walked back, seeing the sun rise more you knew playtime was over.
“I’m sure your family should be waking up soon, I should join the other servants” you reminded.
You noticed Michael nod in understanding yet you could see he was disappointed, you adjusted the collar on his shirt as his hand came to rest on your waist and upon feeling the warmth your heart rate increased a little.
“Michael..” your voice just above a whisper.
“What?” He replied timidly with a small chuckle escaping his lips, a contradicting contrast to the bold placement of where his hand was.
This wasn’t an unfamiliar situation for you, there have been countless times recently where you and Michael would share small intimate moments like this. It convinced you that he also had feelings for you, but you wanted him to have the courage to admit that.
“This ain’t the first time we’ve been this close girl” he mentioned with that hint of sass he had.
“I know but—”
“But nothing” his voice raised slightly but not harshly.
He took your hand bringing it to rest on his shoulder, his hand on your hip pulled you closer till you were pressed against him.
“You’re impossible sometimes…and spoiled” you added.
“I’m not spoiled” he laughed softly glancing at your lips making it very obvious.
“Michael..!” You giggled feeling your face go warm, your hands reached up to cover his eyes.
Michael just laughed before moving his hand up to remove yours from his eyes to rest it on his cheek. Your thumb gently rubbed it and you felt him lean into it.
“Y/n..” he spoke softly.
“Yes Michael” your voice just as soft.
“Y’know, I want more moments like these, but not in secret..”he confessed swaying you subtly, almost like a small waltz.
Your hands moved to his shoulders, you smiled gently as a small laugh slipped from your lips making you look off to the side feeling shy, Michael gently took your chin turning you to face him once more. The motion made your heart skip, his eyes were gentle and filled with a warmth that you know only he could ever give you.
“I mean it..” he whispered.
“I know…but..” your voice drifted.
His eyebrows furrowed, “but what?”
“It’s just..”you deeply inhaled, nervously messing with his shirts collar. “Your dad.”you added breathily.
The swaying stop making your heart drop, Michael hated when you brought up that man. He let out a deep sigh from his nose, his gaze becoming serious and frustrated. You started to regret even uttering those words..
“Y/n I swear if this has something to do with your status”
“—Of course it does, I want more moments like these too Mikey”you explained, “but I much rather you be with someone who doesn’t do chores all day and looks a tired mess”
Michael smacked his lips getting frustrated with you now, “you want me to find another girl?”
You paused, “well?”
Michael shook his head, his hands leaving your body making you feel empty and cold. He stepped back sitting near the edge of the fountain, leaning forward while resting his elbows on his knees with his head down. A frown formed on your lips, you came and sat next to him your legs touching, he didn’t move but still remained silent.
“I’m sorry..”you leaned down to try to look at him, he didn’t look at you though.
“Mikey…Mikey stop ignoring me”you whined nudging him.
Michael huffed and rested his chin on his hand still not looking at you.
“Look I’m not…” you took a deep breath closing your eyes for a short moment, “I don’t know what to say..”
“Then say nothin’…”he glanced at you before getting up.
You quickly grabbed his arm, “Michael wait—” you pleased.
He pulled you up with him, his face close with yours. Soft pants left your lips as you looked at him with anticipation, his hands came up to cup your cheeks.
“Please…say you need me too, say you don’t care what that man upstairs thinks—please say it” he pleaded.
“I do need you Michael..” you confessed while your hands came up to rest on top of his, still cupping your face, “you’re just too good for me—”
“Don’t say that.” He demanded softly.
“You’re the one I want..” he whispered leaning in closer.
Ok I think I’ll stop here, please tell me if you like it or anything I could improve! And sorry if there’s any spelling errors or anything like thattt
Chibi moe mj if anyone cares..
This is adorable
You guys are really liking the Love Bites story which im super happy about!, just to let you guys know I am working on a part two. Hopefully it doesn’t sound ridiculous cause I do have ideas on how I want it to go.
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Michael x Fem!reader
Summery: Michael had been trying to convince you for the longest to spend some time with him in Never Land and with enough begging you finally gave in. Not only did he want you to spend time with him, there was something he so badly needed to get off his chest.
Contains: friends to lovers, tooth-rotting fluff, confession, kissing
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“Come on! Ya movin’ slow!” Michael teased already moving on to the next ride.
Michael had been talking nonstop about showing you his Neverland Ranch and was finally happy he could show it to you.
You loved seeing him excited like this, he would usually get embarrassed or apologize for his childish antics. Over time though, you knew what he had been through, so you always told him to just be himself. He had nothing to hide from you except one thing of course.
“Over there is the carousel, it’s really relaxing and will get on the Farris wheel last-oh!, did I tell you we had animals?” He continued proudly.
While you were listening you were also admiring him, he always had a sparkle in his eyes when he talked about anything he enjoyed.
“Y/n?”
“Hm?” You hummed, smiling sweetly.
“You’re doing that thing again” he teased.
“I have no idea what you’re on about” you looked forward grinning.
He gave a playful nudge “you liar, you were giving me that warm look” he chuckled shying away.
You smiled softly “I can’t help it, you have a way of saying things with such a sense of awe and wonder.” you explained.
He dipped his head smiling before looking back up at you. Michael took your hand, the action catching you off guard. Even while you and Michael were just friends it always felt more than that in times like these.
“Someone’s feeling bold, usually I’m the one to that”you teased.
“Well today is different” he took his fedora off placing it on his head. “My treat”
You giggled adjusting the hat.
After getting on pretty much everything Michael saved the Farris wheel for last. You both slid onto one of the carts, Michael giving a thumbs up to the ride operator.
The sun was beginning to rest, casting an orange and blue hue in the sky above Never Land. When you both reached the top you felt the ride stop, leaving you confused.
“Mike?” You nervously held onto his arm, he chuckled.
“It’s ok, it’s ok. That was supposed to happen” he spoke tenderly.
“Oh” you let out a sigh of relief.
“So…what did you think of Never Land?”
“It’s beautiful Michael, you know I admire everything you do.” You replied softly, looking at him.
He moved a few of his curls out his face then cleared his throat. His expression turning more thoughtful as if something was bothering him.
“Is everything ok?”
“Yes” he quickly smiled. “I just…I want to really tell you something, but I’m worried if it doesn’t follow through the way I envisioned..” his gaze landed on his lap, where his hands were none stop tugging at his pants legs.
“I don’t want things to be different between us” he continued.
Your eyes soften, he sat there looking like a kid that was being told it was time to go home after a long day of fun.
“Mikey..” you encouraged him to continue.
Your hand went to hold his, he let out a deep exhale as if he had been holding his breath. Both of your fingers were intertwined with another, Michael reluctantly picked his head up to look at you.
“I did bring you to Never Land cause I wanted to show you what it had to offer” he absentmindedly rubbed his thumb against the back of your hand before continuing.
“And it’s home, but even with it being home it was still missing something…more or less someone.” His gaze lowered briefly to your hands in his.
Your other hand came to rest on your chest, trying to calm your nerves.
“Through the shows and touring, nagging headlines with the rumors.” He laughed with a hint of annoyance recalling it all, He faced you again.
“When I had a moment to myself to call you I felt grounded.”he breathed out.
“Telling me how your day was, it made me feel like I was there with you.”
“Michael..”you smiled softly.
“It’s true”he chuckled. “Tinkerbell” he playfully added. You smirked.
“Peter man” you replied
You wore a lot of bracelets and that led to Michael always know when you were around, hearing the sound of them clinking together.
With that you shook your wrist happily making the satisfying jingle he adored. He reached to take your other hand, you paused giving him your full attention again.
“I don’t know if it’s too much”
You shook your head.
“Ok” he smiled warmly. “I’ve realized that I love being your friend, someone you can lean on. Someone I can lean on…but I want more”
Your eyes widened ever so slightly, your hands coming to cover your mouth.
“I see a future with you...I really love you Y/n”he spoke almost above a whisper his voice earnest.
“Oh my gosh”
“Please tell me you feel the same..”he almost begged.
“I do” you hugged him”
Michael returned your embrace, one hand coming to rest on the back of your head while the other rested on your lower back. He placed gentle kisses on your head.
You pulled back slightly, his eyes filled with love and admiration. You felt his warm hands come to your cheeks.
“Is it ok if I..?”
You nodded, giving him the ok. Without a moment to spare he pressed his lips against yours, your eyes fluttering shut as you melted into the kiss.
He pulled you closer onto his lap with you now straddling him, his hand moving from your cheek to the nape of your neck.
After a moment he pulled away, smiling at you. You were going to say something but were quickly startled by the ride starting to move again, Michael steadied you noticing the brief panic on your face.
“Startled again?” He teased
“I was not”
“Sure you weren’t” he teased looking at your lips.
“Shut up and kiss me again” you giggled and without protest he did.
The night came to an end with you Michael inside his Never Land home watching some of his favorite movies.
His arm was comfortable wrapped around you with your head resting on his chest. This was a dream come true to him and hopefully one day he’d hear the words I do again but this time you’d be wearing white and his last name.
End..
Love Bites part 2. [ Crimson secret’s ]
| Vampire Michael x fem!reader |
Summery: An act of kindness goes wrong leaving you friendless and probably even lonely, yet while you count this as a loss, Michael saw this as a win. Taking this opportunity to get closer to you. To have you.
Contains: flirting, fluff, hostage, slightly aggressive Michael
You just stood there looking at Michael as he settled down more into the couch making himself at home, you rubbed your eyes and sighed. You sat down on the other end of the couch, feeling his gaze on you.
“Dont be shy, I dont bite..” he reassured you, his finger tracing circles on the back of the couch.
For a moment you didn’t say anything, you were recollecting the events of today, but the one that stood out the most was the missing person.
“you’re day dreaming really hard” he mentioned, raising the volume in his voice just a little to grab your attention.
“—sorry, I’m worried about everything that went on today” you spoke softly.
You adjusted your position on the couch, tucking your knees to your chest then letting your arms wrap around them as you rested your face comfortably against your knees.
“Someone went missing today, I’m not entirely sure who it was” you looked at him, “but everyone’s assuming it could link to you and me” you confessed turning your head away.
“Mmm” he hummed at that.
“And Angel—”
“Who?”he raised a brow.
“It was the friend I was with when I came to see you. I think she told everyone and so word got out” you closed your eyes briefly.
“My neighbor wants nothing to do with me, im pretty sure no one wants anything to do with me” a small laugh slipped from your mouth, it lacked any warmth.
Nothing was comedic, it was all stupid and an inconvenience. Michael remained still, reading your body language even watching your expressions all the while listening to you.
“Dont be mad at yourself” his voice was so soft and comforting, it made you want to lay up next to him. Though, considering that fact you both just met it wouldn’t be exactly appropriate.
“I’m not mad, I don’t regret what I did. I’ll tell you what though” you sighed, sliding your feet back onto the floor. “I’m not gonna stop talking to you, you’re welcomed to come here or anywhere in this town.” Your expression was serious, you had something to prove and he loved it. He dipped his head smiling before looking at you.
“You’re determined”
“I am” you admitted.
“I like that on you..I thought you were just full of sugar” he teased making you feel flustered.
“I can be but I’m also not a quitter”
That just made him want you even more, he licked his lower lip then looked around the home. It was cozy, clean and the faint smell of cookies still wafted throughout the home.
“Those cookies were delicious by the way”
You smiled, “thank you, theres still some left if you want any” you offered.
He stood up as he sauntered his way to the kitchen, lifting and pulling things out as he walked around. The kitchen wasn’t too small nor was it too big, it had an island right in the center with a sink including three stools on the other side. He ran his hand along the marble counter tops until he noticed the cookie jar.
“That reminds me” he glanced back at you, “I need to return yours” he added, taking the lid off the jar.
“Return what?”
“Your cookie jar, I still have it”
“Oh thats ok you can keep it” you stood up going into the kitchen as well.
He was already munching on a cookie while holding the jar in his other hand, there were some crumbs on the left side of his mouth and the sight made you giggle.
“What?”
“You’ve got crumbs on your face” you pointed out
He touched the right side of his mouth wiping absolutely nothing, you laughed. “No the other side”
“Oh” he chuckled, wiping the other side. “Got it”
You looked over at the time noticing it was about to be ten o’clock soon, Michael sat the jar down.
“Need your beauty sleep, sweets?” He stepped closer
“Don’t call me that”you shy’d away, leaving the kitchen.
“You like it though” he stifled a laugh, following you. “I can tell” he added.
You unlocked the front door opening it for him, you shook your head laughing softly. “Sure, Mikey”
“Mikey?, now you have to let me call you sweets” he playfully nudged your arm.
“Fine fine…for now”
Michael smirked, you both stood there looking at each other. He could tell you were reading him, he loved seeing how your eyes wondered everywhere on him.
He folded his arms as a sly smile formed on his face. You noticed he caught your gaze, and you felt your stomach doing flips.
“Stop looking at me like that” you spoke timidly
“Why..?”he voice dropped.
“Michael go” you rolled your eyes ignoring the warmth on your cheeks.
“Sorry I can’t help it”he chuckled stepping outside.
You leaned against the door frame, folding your arms as you did. Michael’s face softened as his hands came to rest in his pockets.
“I’ll see you tomorrow..”
“Tomorrow?” He smiled a little.
You nodded feeling the fatigue hit you, rubbing your eyes. Michael laughed softly at your tired form he found it amusing and cute.
“Tomorrow”you confirmed.
He took a step back “I’ll be there” his eyes gleaming with excitement which he tried his best to maintain composure.
You nodded before stepping back inside, Michael watched your silhouette from outside as it went over to turn off the lamp. When the lamp went off it was as if the entire neighborhood was now finally asleep.
As he walked back home he was greeted with the repetitive sound of thumping coming from his basement, his eyes narrowed. He slid his jacket off his back laying it over a nearby chair before heading down the hall. He grabbed his flashlight, unlocking the basement door as he started descending downstairs.
“I told you about the noise” Michael’s voice echoed low with warning.
Upon reaching the bottom he walked over to a man who was disheveled and cold including over all angry. His hands as well as his legs were tied down while his mouth was gagged. He was yelling something Michael couldn’t quite make out.
“Oh for the love of..” Michael knelt down as he pulled the cloth out his mouth.
“YOUR’RE SICK IN THE HEAD—”
He was cut off by Michael grabbing him by his jaw. “Dont raise your voice inside my home.” He warned.
He leaned forward, whispering. “I need you, I can’t risk snapping out of hunger on her…be grateful, I’ve given you a bed and blanket even food” he hissed, “I’d like a little respect” he demanded.
“Got it…?”
The man said nothing causing Michael to squeeze a little on his jaw not painfully but as a reminder.
“Got it”the man answered hurriedly.
He let go standing up, gagging him again. “Hold still” he moved the mans head to the side revealing his neck to him.
The next day you shifted in your bed slightly, waking up to the sound of repetitive knocking, you groaned. You wrapped yourself in your satin robe, dragging your tired body to the front door, looking through the peak hole you see Angel. You pulled your head away, blinking a few times until you cracked the door open.
“Hey..”Angel spoke a little awkwardly.
“Hi” your voice slightly raspy, you quickly cleared it. “Did something happen?”you questioned.
“I wanted to talk to you, honestly how I spoke to you yesterday wasnt starting to sit right with me..”she confessed.
“I mean..”you bobbed your head side to side, “it was harsh but…im not angry at you”
“You’re not?”
You opened the door more, “No, I was just sad cause I thought I lost a friend..”
Angel sighed in relief, “I need to tell you something else though, I’m really serious about that guy”
A guilty expression formed on your face, she had no idea that he was here with you last night.
“I know…but he’s really not bad, we talked” you took your bonnet off your head, “he’s really sweet and..”
You stopped talking, noticing the unimpressed expression on her face. Sucking your lips in you looked away while messing with the sleeve of your robe.
“And when did you guys talk again?” She inquired
“Like…last night” your face cringed a bit bracing yourself for whatever out burst she was gonna have.
“Girl!-what you do hook up with him??”
“NO!”you covered your mouth looking around making sure no one heard.
“No” you whispered. “Why would I do that?-actually no don’t answer that, just get in here”
Angel stepped inside crossing her arms as you locked the door.
“So if it wasn’t that, what were you two talking about?”
“I was just telling him everything that went on yesterday, you and my neighbor-the missing person” you explained.
“Ok ok-go back”she shook her head a little, “what did he say about the missing person?”
“He said nothing..”
“Did he look guilty at all or did his body language shift?”
You were about to answer until you became skeptical, you furrowed your brows and crossed your arms.
“Im hoping that you didn’t also come here to get answers out of me for something he didn’t do”
“I don’t trust him, how many times do I have to say it Y/n?, I’m looking out for you”she took your hand.
“Promise me you’ll be more observant, carry pepper spray, somethin” she pleaded.
You could see the worry in her face and while you wanted to protest against it, you had to remind yourself even with Michael being seemingly nice you still didn’t know him that well. A sigh slipped from your lips, your gaze fixed on hers.
“Ok, I promise”
“Thank you”she looked relieved.
She hugged you before leaving, you both had work today and you had an hour left to get ready. You worked at this diner as a waitress, normally it ran smoothly but today was different, since word got out about you visiting Michael. While serving one of your usuals they stopped you, you thought maybe they were going to ask for extra ketchup or a refill.
“Did you need something else?” You asked with a smile.
“Yeah, what’s with you and that creep on the corner got going on?” The man questioned.
You felt your smile faulter at the question, giving this was work you stayed as professional as possible not wanting to cause a scene.
“Sorry, I’m not entirely sure what you’re talking about. Enjoy your meal” you replied walking away, feeling embarrassed.
“Killer” he grumbled as he continued to eat.
You caught ear of what he said but quickly went back to the kitchen to grab another on tray of food. The rest of work was ok, a lot of stares and whispering but this time you just decided to pay no mind to it, so when nine thirty rolled around you clocked out and went home.
By the time you got there you face planted onto your bed, huffing into your comforter. You were about to call Angel but decided against it knowing that there was a chance if Michael showed up you wanted to be able to pay attention to him and be observant.
So to pass time you took a shower and made dinner while also making a little extra incase he was hungry too, you sat down on the couch watching television until you heard a knock. You had to admit you were a little giddy to see him again.
You opened the door and was greeted by none other than Michael, wearing a black leather jacket and plane white shirt, black slacks with penny loafers. He was holding bags in his hand.
“Hey” you smiled before your gaze dropped to the grocery bags, “what’s that about?”
He chuckled, “Hello, I went shopping”
“You went shopping?”
“Yes” he chuckled, giving you that charming smile he always wears so beautifully, “I still gotta eat too ya’know”
“Right, that was stupid” you laughed nervously
“Can I come in?, or is it better out here?”he teased.
“Oh—yeah come in” you stepped aside letting him in.
Shutting the door you watched as he walked to the kitchen, you really like this jacket on him. You strolled on over to Michael looking in the grocery bags. Eggs, cake mix, fruits, chocolate chips and even bagels.
“Sorry if this is random I didn’t wanna come empty handed this time” he rubbed his hands together slowly waiting for your reaction.
“Aw, Mikey, this is really generous…you really shouldn’t have, I hate that you spent money on me” you admitted.
It was true, you felt a lot of guilt when people would give you money if you were short or when they’d gift you something, you always felt like you had to gift them back so they didn’t feel used in some way.
“Don’t, I wanted to sweets”he smiled softly, gosh that nickname again.
“Shut up”you laughed hitting him playfully.
I wonder what will happen.
(Not too confident with this one but I hope you enjoyed it anyway)
Love Bites
| Vampire Michael x fem!reader |
Summery: you live in a small town, everyone practically knew each other, except for one. Everyone knew of him but they didn’t exactly know him, he’d been living in town for months. He lived in this old victorian manor a little ways from town, while no one had guts you did.
Will Contain: fluff, flirting, romance, a bit of stalking
(This takes place in the year 1997)
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“You can’t be serious Y/n”
“oh I am” you replied to your friend, putting freshly baked cooked into a cookie jar. Your friend Angel, was fully against you going to the house that looked like it should be kept in a museum.
“I’m telling you it would just be better to leave him alone, what if he eats you?”
“Why on earth would he eat me?” You question, zipping up your sweater.
“Have you not heard the stories about him?”
“You mean stories only children would believe?” You teased.
Both you and your friend stepped outside and began making your way there, while Angel still tried to convince you otherwise.
“Some have reported going over there and never came back, others say they’ve seen dark figures. Shadows in the windows, need I go on?”
“Yeah, definitely children stories” you chuckled
“Y/n” her tone was serious, making you stop in your tracks.
“If you go to that house I won’t go with you..”
“That’s fine, I’ll see you later then?” You continued to walk away.
Leaving your friend standing there anxiously. You were one of the most friendliest people in town, not a single person had much negative to say about you. Angel feared it’d be the death of you though.
The sun was setting, casting an array of orange blue including some pink in the sky. Upon approaching this old vintage home, you looked up to admire how beautiful the house sat in font of the sunset.
You pushed the small black metal gate and stepped by, missing the ‘no trespass’ sign. Stepping onto the porch, you bawled your fist giving the door three knocks.
You held the cookie jar close as you waited for the door to open. It felt like a minute had passed and you were starting to think no one was home. You leaned closer to the door, pressing your ear against it.
Listening you could hear shallow breathing, your heart rate sped up a bit. You’re not scared…ok maybe a little bit.
“Uhm, hello?, I just wanted to bring you cookies. I hope you like cookies, there’s chocolate chip and oatmeal…” Your voice wavered a little.
“It’s ok if you’re shy, I am too. I realized no one ever gave you a proper neighborly welcome” you were cut off by the sound of the door unlocking, sending a chill down your spine.
In this moment you were praying your friend was wrong about being eatin.You sat the cookie jar close by the door before backing up off the porch.
The door slowly creaked open, but you could see nothing but darkness. Pale slender fingers, with claw liked nails slid their way onto the door, pushing it open just a little further.
“The sign” he mumbled
“Pardon?”
“The.Sign.”
You looked back seeing the no trespassing sign, you swallowed and turned back towards the door. It was still cracked open but the cookie jar was now in his hands.
“Sorry for trespassing, enjoy the cookies-they’re super good.” You spoke softly. “I’ll get going now”
A brief moment of silence filled the air, leaving only the sounds of the trees moving in the wind. The door to the home creaked open more, you subconsciously took a step back.
“Are you scared..?”
“Of course not.”you forced a smile, it was a filthy lie you were terrified.
“Thank you for the cookies, I’m not used to receiving gifts.”
“I could always bring more” you offered.
“You would do that?”
You nodded.
“What a sweet heart..” he spoke softly and almost hungrily.
“I never got your name” you mentioned
There was another paused before you heard the sound of him setting the cookie jar down, probably on a near by table. He stepped out slowly, wearing a black and red suit with gold accents on it, his hair was shoulder length and wispy at the end.
You couldn’t help but see how beautiful the man was, he noticed your staring. A small smirk spread across his features.
“You’re staring…”he sung lightly
You blinked, “I’m sorry, it’s just you’re very well dressed”
“Thank you” he noticed the sun had disappeared behind the trees, then stepped down from the porch.
“Michael”
“What?-oh! Your name” you face palmed. “Michael, nice to meet you Michael”
He quickly scanned the area as if looking for someone or something. You looked back.
“Is something wrong?”
His gaze turned back to you, he hummed. “No, not at all. In fact, I hope you’re not appalled by the idea of joining me inside.”
“Oh, well”
“Y/n!” You heard your friend Angel call out making you look back.
“Hey, when did you get here?”
Michaels smile faltered slightly, his eyes narrowing at the interruption.
“Come back here right now!” She shouted
“Why?, did something happen?”
Angel noticed the man standing next to you, realizing it was the creep who lived inside that old victorian home.
“What?...what?” You whispered the last ‘what’.
“ Is this your friend, Y/n?” Michael asked
“Yeah that’s-”
“Uh-uh!, don’t you give him my name” Angel protested.
Michael laughed amused by the whole situation, his hands coming to rests behind his back.
“It’s time to come home, please” your friend begged.
“I’m fine, we were having a nice conversation”you explained.
“She’s the first to actually approach me, brave is what she is. Most of you look at me the way you’re now so tell me, do you truly believe every rumor that’s been spread about me?” His gaze was piercing into your friends, you could visibly see her shake.
“You give everyone nothing else to believe in, freak!” She stormed through the gate, taking your arm pulling you away with her.
“Freak?” He repeated offensively.
“Angel!, what is your problem!?. You can’t just say that to people!”
“Listen to me!” Angel shouted, grabbing both your arms, her voice dropping into a low whisper. “I’m trying to protect you, what is with you putting yourself in dangerous situations.”
“He’s friendly”
“He could be trying to lure you in to his creepy house”
“I wouldn’t say lure, but he did invite me inside. Look he’s clearly lonely and wants some company” you pulled your arms away from her grasp.
“Suuuuure company, he’s a grown man he’s got his own company.” She glared.
“We should give him a chance” you pleaded
“You know what you can but I won’t no part in this.” She walks away.
“Angel!” You called
No response.
You sighed and turned in Michael’s direction. “I’m sorry about that” but he was gone too.
“Michael?” You looked around, you gave up figuring he went back inside.
With the sky growing darker you decided to head home, defeated. As you walked you kept calling your friend but she never picked up once, you felt terrible.
“Are you ok” you heard a familiar voice.
Upon looking back you saw him, Micheal who was leaning up against a near by tree. You rubbed your eyes to make sure it was really him.
“Micheal?”you whispered.
“Yes, friend gave you a hard time I see” his voice sympathetic.
“It’s fine, I’ll figure it out eventually” you looked away.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, this is my fault.” He stepped closer taking the blame.
“No it’s not, don’t blame yourself. It’s probably difficult to live where people assume every little thing about you”
Michael hummed at that. “It is” he agreed. “If it’s all the same to you, you’re still welcomed to return anytime to this “freaks” house” he teased.
“Im really sorry she said that you”
He waved a hand dismissively. “Been called worse”
“Ok, well..I’ll see you around, Michael” you gave him a brief smile before walking away.
He watched as you did and right when you turned another corner, he followed. He watched you unlock the door to your home and head right inside. The lights inside your home flicked on showing your faint silhouette of you moving around inside, it might’ve been just two interactions but he can already feel himself growing to like you. In an unhealthy way.
Michael felt hungry after that interaction, a hunger he had kept away for so long. Having you to talk too, brought back his crimson cravings.
The following morning you woke up remembering the events of yesterday. You huffed and slid out of bed getting ready for the day, when you stepped outside you were immediately approached by your next door neighbor.
“Good morning misses Wilson” you smiled.
Mrs.Wilson spoke up. “I heard you went into that old house on the corner, is that true?”her brows were furrowed as she waited for your response.
“Yes I did I was bringing cookies-” Your smile faultered. “wait who told you that?”
“Doesn’t matter, but what I do know is I have children and I will not have them being involved with you nor that strange man.”
Your jaw dropped as she began to walk away. “Wait Mrs.Wilson!” You hurriedly followed her. “Thats not necessary, I hardly know him”
“Not the point dear.”
You stopped following her and rain a hand through your hair, “fine…” you mumbled. You shook it off, deciding to clear your head you went grocery shopping. While you were walking with your cart everyone kept staring at you and occasionally whispering, what was going on?
Grabbing a few more items you headed to the register.
“Hey I really need to ask you something..”you whispered.
The cashier looked at you while scanning your items.
“I really hate to bother you but is there something I should know about?” You whispered.
The cashier blinked slowly, then he spoke up. “A man went missing today” he stated plainly.
“Oh no” you frowned.
“And everyone knows you went to that old house on the corner, everyone feels as though it’s linked to you cause you went and disturbed the guy living there.”
“What??!” You shouted.
Everyone in the store froze to look at you, your cheeks flushed immediately and you hid behind your bag. After that embarrassing performance, you left the store walking home thinking about what the cashier said to you. How in the world would a person going missing be linked to you and of some isolated man?
The thought irritated you, but not more than realizing everyone in town was going to start treating you differently because of the interaction. You didnt want to bother Angel, but needed someone to talk to about this. Finding yourself at her door you knocked.
Knock knock
Shortly after you heard laughter before the door opened, Angels smile faded upon seeing you. Then she folded her arms.
“What do you want?”
“Do you have company over?”
“That wasn’t my question.”
“Sorry, have you heard about what’s been happening?”
“I have which is why you should leave, I don’t need people thinking I’m still associated with you” before you could respond the door was shut on your face.
You spent most of the day, sitting on the steps of your porch, snacking while watching cars drive by every once in a while. When the sun finally set, you sighed standing up to go inside.
“Ending the night so soon..”
You quickly looked back, your eyes landed on Michael who was standing across the street, the lamppost casting a shadow over him. Not knowing whether to feel mad or confused you just stood there silently.
“How long have you been standing there?” You furrowed your brows.
“Not too long”
He swiftly made his way across the street standing right in front of you, he smiled. You huffed.
“Michael, this is really a bad time. If im seen with you again-”
“I’m aware” he raised his brows. “May I come inside?, we can talk about it.”
“Michael” you were ready to protest.
“Please..”he begged, knitting his brows together.
You both went inside, you shut the doors and locked them, making sure all the curtains were closed shut. Michael sat comfortably on your couch waiting for you to do the same, it was going to be a long night.
(I’m going to stop here)
Part two out!