Athena Tyler and Michael Jackson are married to people they don't belong with. The history between Michael and Athena isn't complicated; they met on We Are The World, sparks flew, but they never stayed in contact.
When their respective spouses sugg...
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In the warmth of the early morning light, as the sun painted the sky with hues of rose and gold, Bianca and Chris arrived at Michael and Athena's hotel room door.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Chris asked nervously, "Knock!"
"Why are you nervous?" Bianca asked with furrowed brows, "They're our friends. We don't need to be afraid of knocking on their hotel door."
"Because it's Michael Jackson and Athena Tyler!" Chris huffed, "Don't tell me you weren't nervous the first time going to their house!"
Bianca rolled her eyes playfully at Chris before raising her hand to knock on the door. Before her knuckles could make contact with the wood, the door swung open, revealing Michael standing there with a warm smile.
"Hey, guys! Right on time," Michael greeted them, gesturing for them to come in. The room was bathed in the soft morning light, giving it a serene and cozy atmosphere.
Athena emerged from the bedroom, rubbing her eyes sleepily and wearing one of Michael's oversized t-shirts as a makeshift dress. She yawned and smiled at Bianca and Chris, "Good morning, you two. Thanks for coming over."
Bianca couldn't help but chuckle at Athena's disheveled appearance, "Hena, girl, you're not wearing pants!" she laughed.
Athena raised an eyebrow, looked down, realized Bianca was right, and then shrugged, "Do I look like I care about pants right now?"
Chris burst into laughter, "Hey, she's the Queen of Pop! She can do what she wants!"
Upon hearing his wife wasn't wearing pants, Michael turned around to look, "Baby!" he scolded with a playful shake of his head, "You're lucky it's just Bianca and Chris!"
"Hey, I forgot they were coming!" Athena defended, going through Michael's luggage, "Mikey, I don't have pants, so I'm borrowing your sweatpants, okay?" she called over her shoulder.
Michael chuckled and shook his head, watching Athena rummage through his things, "Go ahead," he relented with a fondness in his eyes.
Bianca watched the playful exchange between them with a smile before turning to Chris, who was grinning from ear to ear, "They're so cute together," she whispered to him.
Chris nodded, his eyes softening as he observed the genuine connection between Michael and Athena, "Yeah, they really are," he agreed softly.
As Athena slipped into Michael's sweatpants and tied them securely around her waist, Bianca couldn't help but notice the way Michael's eyes followed her every move with adoration and love.
"So, what's the plan?" Chris interjected, covering his eyes in respect for both Bianca and Athena, and of course Michael, breaking the tender moment, "You said something about helping out Amanda?"
Michael's expression shifted slightly as he remembered their earlier conversation, "Athena came up with a solution. But we wanted to get another perspective on it."
