[Bad era]
The garden was sweet, well kept, and flourishing. Colours scattered like a water color painting, it was unlike any work of art I had ever seen; this wasn't the brush of Michelangelo, but the hand of God. With Michael by my side planting a small rose, I felt serenity.
"Little one?" I heard him call out, and I rolled my eyes at the ridiculous nickname he chose.
"Yes, caramel delight?" I smirked as I came back with an even worse name, laughing as I saw him scrunch up his cute little nose in disgust.
"I regret describing my skin as caramel," he jokingly narrowed his eyes at me as I poked my tongue out.
"But for real," his face went straight as he focused on the muddy soil between his gloves, a delicate curl in front of his eyes, "I wanted to ask you a question before I return to the Bad tour."
I felt confused, but of course agreed, relaxing against the trunk of the ever so magical giving tree.
Tranquility was all I felt as the shade loomed over Michael's crouched form, his strong back muscles arching perfectly as he spoke up again.
"How would you feel," he paused, "If someone you've known for years," he seemed to stumble on his words, "You've known him more than anyone, was to propose to you?" Michael questioned, causing my eyes to grow wide with shock, "Someone that you've never tried out a relationship with, but will love you more than anything on this earth?" he gave me an earnest look with wide shining bambi eyes, the tiny curl decorating the side of his cheek now.
"I'd refuse," I immediately shot logically, "I mean, I've never tried him out," I reasoned with him, "He could be a nutcase for all I know," stretching my legs in the satisfyingly warm sun, I chuckled as I brought back my arms to rest behind my head, "He'd probably be a nutcase if he does that anyways."
"Oh."
I looked back at him, and saw him taking off his gloves to wipe fiercely at his eyes.
"Michael, what's wro--"
"Apparently I'm a nut," he smiled sadly.
He sniffled, bringing out a magnificent sparkling diamond ring.
"You forgot to say that the man may be someone I've been in love with for ten years."
His head snapped up. Slowly but surely, his heavenly smile flowered like a rose.
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Fanfictiona collection of very short and sweet scenarios/imagines i used to come up with on instagram. now i write them here only. all eras included. no sexual content included (though sometimes i hint at sexual activities) enjoy! ig: was @comegetmethighs @go...
