steam ♡ an [ M.J ] imagines book

♡ You Have a Miscarriage

2 weeks earlier:

"Oh i'm so happyyyyy," Michael sings aloud, holding a sunflower up to the air as he's laying on the bed, the sheets covering his half naked body.

You laugh as you pull your panties up and grabbing the rest of your clothes that are sprawled out on the floor, along with Michaels.

"Michael..." you giggle, bouncing back onto the bed next to him.

"(Y/N)," he drags your name out in his beautiful singing voice, making up random lyrics,"you don't know how much i looovvveeee yooouuuuu!"

You smile at your husband's state of euphoria after trying to conceive a baby together. He can't stop singing about how happy he is and how much he loves you. He seems very excited to make another baby with you, and so are you. You both decided you want a big family, and you're more than happy to do it with him. Prince and Allison are currently your only children.

"Okay mister, talk to me now," you say playfully.

"Soooooo much, (Y/N) my babygirl - oh yes, she's miiinneee." He caresses your cheek gently and swiftly glides the sunflower on the side of your face to your chin. "Mine."

You can listen to his beautiful voice all day long. It's so rare and therapeutic, it's like your medicine.

"Oh Michael, i love you too." You reach over and grab the back of his neck gently, laying a big, loveable, slobbery kiss on his lips.

"Mm, taste wonderful, Mrs Jackson," he says as he pulls away.

You blush. "I'm excited," you say.

You peck each others lips. "Me too," he responds.

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The present:

You and Michael are strolling through the closed down baby shop, just so you two can shop together so no one else bothers you. Michael insisted on buying a few things for the baby, although you told him that it was too early, he wanted to anyway. Agreeing on that, here you guys are.

"Are you sure you don't at least want to figure out the gender first?" you ask Michael.

"But i wanna do it now," he whines.

You roll your eyes. "But how are we supposed to-"

He shuts you up by kissing you hard on your lips. "(Y/N) i love you, but you don't stop talking sometimes." He giggles.

"Whatever baby..."

As soon as you and Michael finish picking up a few bags of things, (to which he carried all of them, as he didn't want you to hurt yourself picking anything up) you're walking out of the shop and suddenly you feel a sharp pain in your side. You decide to shrug it off, thinking that it's probably nothing, and keep walking. Suddenly you feel an even worse sharp pain, this time coming from your stomach.

Oh no, you think. I hope my baby is okay.

Then the pain started to become unbearable and you dropped your purse and screamed.

"OH, OUCH!" you scream.

Michael comes rushing to your side and says frantically, "What's wrong? Baby what hap-"

"M-Michael, please!"

"Okay, okay, calm down it's oka-"

"AH-OH!"

"Oh my God. Bill!" Michael helps you inside the limo, plonking the bags down inside in the process. "Hospital, now."

You begin crying and Michael tries soothing you by rubbing your back and stroking your head. The only thing you can think about is your baby.

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You wake up and look around. You see that you're in a hospital room, with Michael sitting by your side, holding your hand in his.

"(Y/N)?" he calls your name.

You weakly look over to him and whisper, "Michael? What happened?"

"You're in the hospital," he says. "Y-you..." you can tell that he's about to cry as his voice starts cracking.

"I what? B-baby, i what?"

"Miscarried."

When you heard that, you started going dizzy. Your hands started shaking, your vision was blurry, your voice barley audible when you tried to say, "W-w-what?" I..." tears stung your eyes and before you know it, you and Michael are both crying.

"Listen (Y/N)," Michael says after the crying dies down, "i just want you to know that everything is going to be okay." He kisses your hand and wipes your tears away. "We're gonna get through this."

"B-but how? Michael, i-we lost our baby! How does anyone just recover from that?"

Silence.

"W-we can try again-"

"It's easy to just say that! A life...a life is gone."

"I know, baby, i know. I cried for hours after the doctor told me; he wouldn't let me wake you either, you need your rest."

"Can you rest with me?"

He smiles a little. "Of course." He climbs into the bed gently next to you and holds your body rubbing your back gently, as you bury your face into his chest.

"I was so, so scared, you know that?" he confesses, sounding muffled through your hair.

You look up at his beautiful face and brush a few curls out of his face. "Hey, i'm OK now."

"And i'm so glad," he whispers.

He plays with your fingers. "It'll take some time, but i think we can try this again. I don't want to give up hope, (Y/N). We can do this, i feel it."

You smile, feeling a jolt of hope within you. "Yeah, i feel it too."

He kisses your forehead. "I love you," he says.

"I love you too."

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Sorry if it was kind of depressing, i'll make a happier one followed up by this another time. Thanks for reading!

L.O.V.E,

-Demi.