You and Michael were getting ready to go to a photoshoot together to promote the HIStory album. Normally, you didn't like to take photos unless it was with him. You were putting your hair up in a bun while Michael was trying to figure out what to do with his long, curly hair.
"Just leave it the way it is, Mikey," you said.
"I just feel like I should do something different with it. Maybe I'll straighten it," said Michael.
Michael grabbed a hair straightener and tried to use it, but he seemed to be struggling.
"Are you sure you don't just want me to do it?" You were about to grab the straightener.
"No, I've got it," said Michael.
"Okay, then." You still weren't sure, but you figured it was very unlikely for Michael to hurt himself, so you went to the next room to get some hairspray for your own hair.
Suddenly, you heard Michael scream, so you immediately ran to him to see what was going on. Michael had burned a part of his hair, and he was staring at the mirror in horror.
"Here, I'll take care of it," you said as you took the straightener from Michael and looked at his hair. Part of it was so hard it could easily be snapped off. You grabbed the scissors and cut it short even though it upset Michael to have so much of his hair cut off.
"This looks terrible!" Michael said as he touched his short hair.
You disagreed. You were feeling even more attracted to him than normal. You didn't even notice yourself running your fingers through his hair until he asked you what you were doing. He was hesitant to go to the photoshoot, but you were able to convince him that he looked amazing as always and he agreed to do it.
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Imagines of Michael Jackson
FanficA collection of Michael Jackson imagines from different eras. They're all part of the same story but out of order because I'm random like that :) If you have requests for stories/eras feel free to send them.
