Michael Jackson Imagines

52. Taking Prince home

Y/N POV:

"Finally I can leave!" I said getting up to change out my hospital gown. That's when Michael just bursted out laughing.

"What's your problem Mr.?"

"I see your butt cheeks," he laughed. Then Prince started crying.

"Look what you did, you woke up my little Princy Wincey!" I grabbed Prince. "Awe it's ok, mommy's here."

"Oh I got this, go change," Michael giggled getting Prince back and rocking him.

I turned and walked back to the bathroom hearing Michael's quiet laughter. I shook my head closing the door and changing into my own clothes. "Finally, my own clothes," I sighed.

I walked out to see the cutest thing I laid my eyes on. Michael was singing to Prince and rocking him to sleep.

I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture. "I knew you make a great father," I whispered.

He looked up and smiled widely, blushing. "Thanks sweet cheeks!" He whispered back the giggled quietly.

"Ha ha ha, but you love these sweet cheeks," I said walking over to them as Michael stood up. He handed me Prince and grabbed all of our bags and things.

"Why do you think I'm holding a baby? I was beating them cheeks in them sheets," he smirked hitting my butt.

I giggled while blushing, and looked away. "You won't be beating no cheeks for 6 weeks," I laughed hard.

"Babe that's not funny," Michael straight faced me. "Wait till those 6 weeks are up..."

"Oh lord, keep me," I giggled as we walked to the back where our car and bodyguards awaited.

Michael's POV:

We are finally home and settled. Now I'm looking for my beautiful wife and child.

I walked up stairs to our room and saw the cutest thing I laid eyes on. Y/N was asleep with Prince on her chest asleep too. They both had their mouths slightly open and was silently snoring. I couldn't help but snap a picture, hey she did the same thing to me.

I climbed in bed and held my family. I smiled as I drifted off to sleep along with them.