Michael Jackson Imagines

Motherly Stress

Having Angel my son is the best thing that ever happened to me! When he came out of my womanhood and into my arms I just new that everything would be ok. He is growing up well and Michael took time off of work to help me take care of him. I was rocking Angel back and forth making sure he was warm and snug in his blanket. It was feeding time so I made sure that the milk was warm. "Michael! Can you please get the bottle for me!" Michael walked into the kitchen shaking the bottle and then handed it to me. "Thanks baby." Kissing his lips I went back to continue feeding the baby. Michael happily watches us, I take the bottle out of his mouth and he started to cry. "No please don't cry sugar cakes." Patting his back walking around the room." Michael tried to make silly faces in front of the baby but it didn't work. "Michael your making it worse." Angel cried harder and harder, it was almost time to feed him again. "Can I feed him? Maybe it'll make him stop crying." Michael takes Angel out of my hands and into his arms. He sits on the couch and puts the bottle in his mouth. Angel calmed down closing his eyes while sucking on the rubber part. "I'll be back." I went to make some dinner for us, every thing was made so I went to put Angel in his crib inside the nursery closing the door to make sure he wasn't disturbed by the noise. "Alright now we can eat." Michael smile lightly at me. "Mmm KFC." You can hear the crunch as he sinks his teeth into the leg of the chicken. "Haha yeah special just for you." We were done with dinner and Michael carried me bridal style up the stairs we started getting hot and kissed each other hard. "I love you princess." He got on top of me. "I love you too Michael."  He smirked undoing my pants and taking it off. My breathing got harder I turned him over undoing his button up shirt throwing his shirt on the floor. We had another make out session as Michael slowly took of my top. "Wahhh!" The baby cried we sighed getting up. "I'll be back." I said walking out of the door. "No baby let me do this, you worked so hard on taking care of Angel." The cry got louder and louder Michael picked his son up sat in the rocking chair to calm him down. "It's ok baby." He rubbed his head patting his back. Angel stopped crying as he looked up at Michael rocking him back and forth.  "Honey your such a good father." Kissing his cheek. "Thank you sweet heart, and your a good mother." I picked up Angel to put him back in the crib. Michael and I got into bed covering our selfs up as he wrapped his arm around my waist kissing on my sweet spot on the neck. "Mmm good night honey, you really need some sleep." Turning off the lamp. "Ok baby good night." We sleep peacefully snuggling next to each other. "Wahh." I turned over in the bed covering my pillow. "Waahh!" I looked at the clock and it was three am in the morning. I put my robe on walking to the nursery rubbing my eyes. I wake up to pick up Angel and rock him in the rocking chair. "Shh it's ok, baby." Patting his back as he cried harder and harder. For some reason he just couldn't calm down tonight. Michael notices I'm not in bed and realized the baby was crying he gets out of bed walking to the nursery. "Babe go to bed your reall stressed and tired. I'll sleep with Angel tonight." He takes the baby from me. "Are you sure?" Rubbing his shoulders. "Yes babe get some rest." I yawned again closing the nursery room door and I went back to sleep peacefully. Michael on the other hand hand Angel sleeping in Michael's arms as he slept in the chair. No more crying from Angel the rest of the night.

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