You woke up in the morning to find that Michael had already gotten out of bed.
"Y/n, time to get up! I have a surprise for you!"
It wasn't your birthday or anything, so you wondered why Michael would be planning something for you. You ran downstairs to see what was going on, perhaps a little bit too fast. Suddenly, you tripped and fell down a flight of stairs.
"OW!" Pretty much your entire body was hurting, especially your head.
"Are you okay?"
"No, I'm hurting!"
"I'm coming!" Michael quickly ran to where you were and looked to see how bad your injuries were. "Where does it hurt the most?"
"The side of my head! Ow!" You winced in pain when Michael touched your head.
"My poor baby. You've got bruises everywhere!"
"I don't think I broke anything, so I guess that's goo- OW!" You felt a very sharp pain in your back when you tried to sit up. "My back hurts pretty bad too."
"I bet you pulled a muscle. Let's get you in bed and I'll call a doctor to look at it." Michael carried you back to bed.
Your back was hurting the whole time he carried you. "Ow, ow, OW!"
"I'm so sorry, baby!"
Michael laid you flat on your back since that was the only position that didn't cause intense pain. He got a doctor to come look at your injuries. The doctor determined that you would be healed in about a week.
Michael pretty much did everything for you while you recovered. He also showed you the surprise he had planned to show you, a song he had written just for you. He promised that next time, he would just bring the surprise to you instead of making you run down stairs.
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Imagines of Michael Jackson
FanfictionA 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.