❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Surrogate(Dangerous/HIStory Era)-Part Two♥

"Oh my God!" you exclaim in wonder as you cover your mouth.

Michael had brought you to a secluded area of Neverland's vast grounds where he had organized a small picnic for you.

"Do you like it?" he asks softly as he guides you toward the pastel colored mat neatly laid out on the grass.

"I love it!" you giggle as you follow Michael and sit down on the mat. 

He follows suit and sits down next to you. The view from where the two of you are seated is simply breathtaking and you couldn't imagine something more beautiful.

"It's so beautiful," you sigh as you stare at the scenery.

"So are you," he says quietly then clears his throat. "Well..." he trails off. "tell me more about yourself," he smiles at you.

"Well...." you say as you think. "There really isn't much to say about me. I'm just little old (Y/N)," you joke as you begin to laugh.

"I'm sure that's not true. Okay..." he taps his chin thoughtfully. "what's your favorite color?" he asks and you raise an eyebrow.

"My favorite color? Really?" you roll your eyes slightly and he shakes his head.

"Okay, fine then," he continues. "What do you like to do?" 

"I like to read," you respond. "A lot,"

"I see," he nods. "And what do you like to read?"

"Anything interesting - preferably factual books. I love to write as well," you say fondly.

"Oh," he smiles. "That's nice,"

"Yeah," you sigh.

"I-"

You cut him off. 

"Why don't you tell me more about you," you suggest. "I think that might be easier," 

"Ah," he says as he inhales sharply. "I don't think that'd be a good idea,"

"Why not?" you raise an eyebrow skeptically.

"I-" he groans a little. "I prefer not to talk about my life," he says coldly and you get the message.

"Okay," you say softly in understanding. "Why don't we talk about something else?" you offer gently.

"Yeah, that'd be nice," he responds.

"Well the pastries look amazing," you say as you eye the open basket in front of the two of you.

"Oh..yeah," he giggles a little. "They're all yours," he smiles softly at you.

"I'm actually not that hungry," you shrug and see his expression change. "But...we could always have that later," you nod quickly and he smiles once again.

"So...I've learnt that you're sensitive," you comment and he nods. 

"I am," he responds softly.

"Well so am I," you smile widely.

"Well then, we have something in common," he says as-a-matter-of-factly and you nod.

"I guess we do,"

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Three weeks later.

You'd just moved into Neverland and you were very happy. You were given a large room just next to Michael and Lisa's in case you fell sick or anything of that sort.