Michael Jackson Imagines

60. Hide and seek

Your POV

"...78910 ready or not, here I come!" I shouted. I heard giggling coming from the kitchen.

I played along. "Hmmm I wonder where my Princy Wincey is..." I said in a very curious tone. "Issss he in here!" I shouted opening the cabinet. To my surprise, he wasn't in there.

"What?" I said so confused. I heard the giggling again but I couldn't really tell where.

"Ok maybe in hereeeeee!" I said opening another cabinet. After a while, I had been through all the cabinets with no luck, still hearing the giggling.

"Prince, you better not be in the refrigerator again !" I said opening it. I had to steal a couple of grapes cause duh they're grapes!

Then I heard the giggling and moving from the Pantry.

"Ohhhh, maybe he's innnn... Here!" I swung the doors open to see Michael laughing at me.

"Michael!" I pouted. He just laughed and laughed.

"He isn't even down here... Oops," Michael said covering his mouth. I looked at him and smiled then took off upstairs. He ran after me saying noooo! I laughed going to Prince's room.

"I gotcha-" I looked to see Prince had fallen asleep on the floor. "Awe look at my baby, all tired out," I smiled. Michael picked him up and put him in the bed. He tucked him in and we both kissed his cheek.

"You know... Prince takes pretty long naps..." Michael said picking me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist blushing. "We can maybe get a quickie in..." He kissed my neck. "Or 3," he smirked.

"Damn what happen to 2?" I laughed. He just hit my butt and took me to our room.

Should I make a dirty chapter? What do you guys think?👀😁