My Love, Michael (Michael Jackson x Reader)

Unexpected Guest

Y/N waited by the front room window for any sign of Michael at the bottom of the driveway while her mother was in the kitchen setting up appliances. Sure enough, a black car fitted with black windows pulled up, making Y/N's chest tighten, and Michael Jackson stepped out of it, holding the backseat door open. She sped out of the house and down the path, avoiding eye contact and imagining how awkward she looked to Michael watching her from beside the car.

"Hello! Take a seat," Michael greeted when Y/N reached him.

"Hi," She slid inside, Michael following suit beside her.

"Are you okay?" he asked sweetly.

"Yeah," Y/N whispered, her palms sweating. "So, where is the interview to?"

"Across town, but not too far." Michael reached across Y/N's body, reaching for her seatbelt.

Their faces hovered inches from one another, and Y/N savoured a breath of his signature scent, Bal a Versailles. She sat stone still while he clicked her belt into its buckle, refraining from leaning in further to touch her face to his.

She didn't necessarily feel the urge to kiss him, although she would certainly enjoy it. More so, she wanted just to feel him, press her skin against his, and know that he could feel her, too.

During the car ride, Michael excitedly pointed out buildings and landmarks in LA to show Y/N. When they finally pulled up outside the studio Michael's interview would be conducted in, his assistant craned her neck around from the front passenger seat. "The paparazzi are here, Michael," she said.

"Here, cover your face, Y/N," said Michael, slipping off his black jacket and passing it to her.

Michael grabbed hold of Y/N's hand and stepped out of the car, pulling her out of the door alongside him.

With Michael's jacket draped over her, she held onto him and dashed through the suffocating swarm of paparazzi, and through the front entrance of the building.

Inside, they were quickly led away into a dim interview studio, lit with fluorescents, and greeted by a group of hyper-friendly journalists and crew members...one of which, was Y/N's father.

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