You meet his kids

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(Around 2001 when he only had Paris and Michael.):

"What if they don't like me?" I ask while squeezing his hand tightly. "Baby, remember these are babies. They are only 2 and 3, you can handle this. I have faith in you." Michael reassures me. I look at him and I smile. "Are you sure that I'm the right person?" He gives me an odd look. "What do you mean?" I sigh and then I loosen my grip on his hand. "I mean, I'm not cut out for all of this...this mom stuff. What if I mess up what you and your kids have?" He looks at me in disbelief. I can't believe that I'm afraid of meeting some toddlers.
"Baby, I know that your not used to this life that I've got you in, and I'm so sorry about that. You don't have to meet my kids, I'm not going to force you to do anything that you don't want to do." He looks deeply into my eyes and says "Y/n, I love you and I care about you. They are going to love you unconditionally." I give him a smile and kiss his lips passionately. "I'm ready." I say confidently to Michael. He raises his eyebrows and leads me towards Neverland's entrance.

As he opens the door the nanny gives me a smile. "DADDY!!" They both yelled, I watched as their tiny feet ran to Michael. He picked up both Paris and Michael Jr.. "You guys, daddy has someone special he wants you to meet." They both looked at each other and started giggling. "This is daddy's girlfriend, her name is y/n and she's going to be living here from now on." I look at them and wave. Paris waves back at me and gives me a smile. He sits them back on their feet.

Paris rushes over to me. "Play dolls with me." She then grabs my arm and begins to pull me. Michael looks at Paris and shakes his head. "Paris remember what we say, we use manners. Please play dolls with me is what you should have said, try again." She looks at me and says "Sorry, can you please play dolls with me?" "Yes of course I can." Michael Jr. looks at me and frowns. I tell Paris to hold on and I crouch down so I'm at eye level with him. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I want you to play with me first." I look at him and then I look at Paris. What if me and daddy played with you both?" I suggest. Paris and Michael Jr.s face light up.

So for that whole day we walked around never land and played all sorts of silly games. But as it approached 7:00 Michael told me that it was time for the kids to go to bed. "Maybe we should put them to bed tonight." I ask Michael. He nods his head and grabs my hand. I pick up Michael Jr and carry him to his room.

"Alright, here's our stop." I say gently laying Michael Jr into his bed. I stroke his cheek and then kiss it lightly. "Y/n?" I look down at him and smile. "Yes honey." I reply. "Are you our new mommy." I look at him and I smile, "Baby honestly I don't know, but I would love to be your mom. Your so nice and fun to be with." He wraps his around my neck and pulls me into a hug. "Y/n." I raise my eyebrows indicating that I'm asking what. "I love you." Tears begin to come to my eyes, just hours ago we were strangers and now I suddenly have all these feelings. "I love you too." I say hugging him back, "Now go to sleep." He kisses my cheek and then covers himself up with blankets.

I close the door behind me and then I see Michael in the hallway. He rushes over to me and grabs my shoulders gently. "Baby were you crying?" I nod my head and he grabs me in a hug. "He said that he loves me." I say hugged up into Michaels chest. "I don't blame him for loving you, your a phenomenal person y/n." I gently place my lips to Michaels cheek then I kiss it. Michael looks me in my eyes and smiles at me. "Y/n I really do love you." He then kisses me on my lips passionately. After we come up for air I begin to yawn. "Baby let's go to bed." I nod my head as he leads me towards the bedroom. He kisses my head and we snuggle as I begin to go into a deep sleep.

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