*Michael's POV*
It was close to midnight and I had been working on new music all evening but I just couldn't seem to figure anything out. I could feel my body getting tired, but I didn't want to go to sleep now when there was so much work to be done. I put my head down on the desk as I tried to think of a song idea but it was hard to think clearly on so little sleep. My eyes forced themselves shut and I planned on resting for just a few minutes before getting back to work.
*Y/n POV*
You woke up to find that Michael still hadn't gotten in bed yet. You looked at the clock that said it was 1:20 a.m. You decided it was time for Michael to get in bed. You didn't want him to suffer from lack of sleep again. You got up and went to the studio to find him resting with his head on the desk.
*Michael's POV*
I felt someone's hand touching my back and gently shoving me. I knew it was y/n.
"Come on Mikey, you need to go to sleep."
I let out a sigh and opened my eyes. "Just one more-"
"You'll write much better when you're rested. Please don't feel like you're not allowed to sleep! You need it just like anyone else!"
I was too tired to argue with her, so I let her pull me out of my chair and lead me to our bedroom. I almost fell over on the way there, but she caught me and let me lean on her the rest of the way there. Her warm touch relaxed me more than anything else could.
She put me in bed and tucked me in as if she was my mother. It gave me a brief feeling of euphoria, as if this moment was a taste of the simple pleasures of childhood neither of us got to experience. Closing my eyes, I felt her soft lips kiss my forehead. Then she curled up next to me and put her arm around my chest.
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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.
