steam ♡ an [ M.J ] imagines book

♡ He Takes You to Paris

You turn to your side and see Michael sleeping peacefully. Your hair is a mess and so is his, and your clothes are spread out crazily on the floor. You pull the covers up to conceal your breasts a little more while gently shaking Michael awake, placing your hands on his smooth chest; the sight of him makes you smile. You then begin planting small kisses on his chest and whisper to him,

"Baby,"

Michael groans a little.

"Michael you know what today is..."

His eyes shot open right away.

"Oh yeah," he says as he gets up slowly and stretches his arms up above his head. "I almost forgot." He chuckles. You can't help but admire his mesmerising glowing bare torso and have the urge to touch it, but you decided you've already had your share last night. The thought of those activities put a smile on your face.

"We have to go pack, now." You say snapping out of your little trance.

"Can't we do it in five more minutes?" He whines as he gently traces his finger over your jawline. You giggle slightly at his cuteness.

"Nah uh, if we do that, we would've wasted five minutes we could have used to pack," you lean over him and give him a peck on the lips, "now get up my little sleepy head."

He slides out of bed and puts on a silk robe before heading to the bathroom to get ready.

*

You just finished packing everything you'd think you would need for Paris. It's exciting to be going somewhere nice with Michael, as long as your with him, you're home.

"(Y/N)!" Michael calls your name downstairs for the one hundredth time now.

"Hang on, I'm almost done!" You call back down. You zip up your suitcase and start heading towards the stairs. Once you make your way down, you see Michael with a few men standing around chatting and holding a bunch of stuff. Is all that for him? You think to yourself.

"Great, thanks," Michael says to somebody.

"Talk about taking a long time to pack," You say to him while looking around the room.

"Oh, these are just some things I'll need for when we're gone."

"Uh huh." You say in disbelief. Michael blushes.

"Michael, (Y/N), we have to leave now." One of the men tell you two.

"Okay, thank you." Michael and you say in unison.

"This is it baby, we're leaving for Paris," Michael says to you enthusiastically.

"Let's get going then." You say. Just as you were turning around to grab your suitcase, Michael stops you.

"I've got it sweetheart." He says, smiling and grabbing your wrists as he leads you outside.

You're happy that he's so thoughtful.

*

You're all in the plane ready to take off when you remembered your sudden fear of planes. Michael turns to you and notices your slight scared expression.

"Hey," he says, "it's okay. Just hold my hand." You smile and take it whilst squeezing it a little too hard as the plane is takes off.

*

Once you were at the hotel, Michael was helping you unpack your things, and you were doing the same for him. As soon as you both were done, Michael takes your hand and leads you outside to the balcony, only to be welcomed by the worlds most beautiful set of stars in the sky with the prettiest sky color of a fading light purple into dark blue.

"Oh my Gosh, Michael..." You say looking around in awe, "it's beautiful."

"And what better way to share this beautiful night with my beautiful wife." He says as he cups your face gently with his hands and pulls you into the most passionate kiss ever.

"Michael I love you." You say once you both part.

"I love you more. "

You felt butterflies in your stomach.

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