𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 | michael jackson imagines

ending scene

[ angst ]
the lyrics of iu's song inspired me to write this T^T

Your eyes wandered the grassy fields filled with various colorful flowers as you stood on the balcony of the main house in Neverland, sipping on a fresh cup of coffee. A familiar weight that tugged on your heart caused another wave of sadness and pain to take over inside. Your fiancé, Michael was currently occupied in the studio working on the album - as usual, so you felt a little bit of loneliness too.

It had been weeks since you've felt anguish and frustration, solely because of how the relationship you and Michael shared was slowly going on the wrong path.

At first, everything was well; for 3 years, you two stuck together through thick and thin and would make sure to be there for each other. And since Michael thought that your relationship was truly blooming into something more than what you two already had, he decided to finally propose to you. You were one of the happiest women on the planet at that minute for you finally got to be with the man you'd loved and cared for so long, and you vowed you'd never leave each other's side.

However, things took a quick turn on a Friday night.

Michael returned home with a noticeably weary and frustrated expression on his face. He slammed the front door shut behind him, making a deafening noise that reverberated throughout the house. This caught your attention and made you leave the book you were reading in the bedroom you shared with Michael.

Once you jogged down the staircase, you found Michael pacing in the living room murmuring things only his ears could hear. You walked up to your fiancé and placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from his movements. Michael turned to where you stood and started glaring daggers in your eyes. You were confused yet managed to calm yourself.

"Hey," you said softly. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Y/N," Michael replied through gritted teeth. It was clear that he didn't want to talk to anyone. In this case, you at that time.

You let out a side grin. "No, you're not. Tell me what's wrong, maybe I can help y-"

"I SAID I'M FINE, Y/N! Goddamn it, why can't you just leave me alone?! You're always trying to be in my business!"

"But I was just-"

"No! Just- Just go, get out of my sight! I don't want to talk or answer any of your questions!"

Your mouth slightly hung open, feeling a twinge of pain piercing your heart as if an arrow had gone through it with a bullseye. Your eyes began to prick and turn glossy once tears threatened to escape them.