MJ IMAGINES (World with Applehead) ON GOING

He comes home late

(Any era you want)

"What time will you be home Mikey?" You asked him on the phone while you were sitting on the couch.

"I'm not sure baby, I still have a lot of work to do and recording sessions." You heavily sighed after hearing those words, you rarely see your boyfriend Michael Jackson, he always come home late and you were already fallen asleep then wake up early in the morning to go back to the studio, you only bid your quick hello's and goodbye's. 

He was always which you truly understand. Seeing him putting his whole heart into his career, producing songs, love as his message...you've always thought how incredible this man is. 

"I'll wait for you then." You said forcing a smile.

"You don't have to baby, you can go to sleep if you already feel tired." Michael said on the other line.

"No no no really I'll wait for you, we'll sleep together." You insisted him.

"Okay I'll try to be home at 10:00 but I can't promise you that dear, but I'll try."

"Fine, I love you Michael." You said laying down on your stomach on the couch.

"I love you more, I'll see you tonight." He said and he ended the call. You put your phone at the side and find yourself staring at the ceiling hoping the time would go by.

God I just miss you so much. You said to yourself closing your eyes, you went to look at the clock and it was 9:00 P.M. You kept staring at clock, watching seconds turn into minutes. 

You got up and decided to do something to distract yourself for a while waiting for Michael to come home. You cleaned the kitchen, reorganized the shelves, polishing the furnitures to make it look bright, vacuumed the floor, the 1st floor looked spotless. 

You went back to the living room and looked at the clock again. It was already 10:30.

"He'll be here...he'll be here." 

You went to your previous spot you sat on, everything was quiet all you can hear was the sound of the clock, it made you sleepy as you yawned for the 3rd time.

You slap your face lightly trying to stay awake to wait for him.

"I can't sleep, I should wait for him." You said and scan through some CD's at the cabinet below his big TV.

You decided to watch some comedy shows and played it. You sat back at couch with a pillow on your lap. As the movie was playing you kept looking at the windows to see if Michael already arrived. But no Michael Jackson was there. You didn't find the movie funny at all because you can't even focus.

You lied down on the couch making yourself comfortable as you kept waiting for him, you turn your back at the side facing the television, they were cracking jokes here and there but you didn't even let out a slightest laugh. You were already tired and you badly want to sleep.

"I'll just take a quick nap and he'll be home." You said to yourself, the movie was still playing but you didn't bother to turn it off. 

Your quick nap turned into a deep sleep, you were at your dreamland. You woke up and looked at your side, you weren't on the living room anymore, you were already at the bed with a blanket over you. 

"How the hell did I even get in here?" You were trying to open your eyes, as soon as you woke up, you felt something heavy at your stomach area, you looked down and saw Michael peacefully laying down over you. His curl touched your stomach, his little snores, you were happy to see him sleeping. 

You smiled as you played with his hair, caressing his back gently hoping not to wake him up but he did. He moved around a little but his face slowly lit as he saw you.

"Baby, why are you sleeping there? come lay next to me." You said softly patting the next side of the best. He smiled and lazily got up and lay his body next to you.

"I saw you sleeping downstairs and I didn't bother to wake you up so I carry you up here." He said in  his low sleepy voice. 

"What time did you come home?" You asked bringing your hands into his beautiful face caressing them with care.

"2:00 A.M I think? I'm sorry to keep you waiting sweetheart, I know I said I'll be at home." He said with guilt on his voice, you slightly chuckled at him.

"You tried baby its okay, your work is important Michael and I understand, I love you okay?" You said kissing him tenderly on his soft lips which he gladly kissed you back.

"I love you too Y/N, thank you for understanding. Gosh I don't deserve you." He said and laughed  quietly.

"Shut up Michael, let's go back to sleep shall we?" You said and he nodded, he pulled you closer to him, his hands around your waist and he nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck.  Few seconds later, you can already hear his little snores again, his warm breathe hitting at your skin. You can tell he was comfortable around you.