❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤||𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠•𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒/𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹/❥

♡The Best Thing♡

•♡SET IN THE DANGEROUS ERA♡•

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You were seated at your dressing table, brushing your hair gently as you stared at your reflection in the mirror. The room was bright because the lights were on, but outside, the skies were darker than ever - especially since it was eleven in the evening. Your seven month old baby bump was obvious, and that made you smile. Your wedding ring glistened in the light, and you admired it for a brief moment before the bedroom door opened.

Michael Jackson, your husband of three years, walked into the room. He had a bunch of papers in his hand, and he took his hat - walking over to set the item down onto the bedside table. You watched him as he came up to you, kissing your cheek.

"How was work?" you asked softly.

"The usual. There was a lot of paper work today," he groaned a little. "And there are contracts that I have to read before I sign," he held up the papers. "Frank gave these to me," he said, referring to his manager. You giggled as he rolled his eyes slightly. Walking over to his chest of drawers, he opened one of the compartments, and placed the papers in before pushing it shut.

With a deep sigh, he went to sit down at the edge of the bed.

"And now is our little one doing?" he questioned as you stood up and moved toward him until you were standing over him. He placed his hands on your bump before kissing it gently, making you smile. He made a wonderful father, he really did.

"Doing just fine," you smiled before you felt the baby kick. Michael's eyes lit up, and he continued to rub your belly.

The two of you didn't know the gender of the baby yet, and you planned to find out when the baby was born. You wanted it to be a surprise.

"I love you so much," he spoke to your stomach before looking up at you. "Just like I love your beautiful mother,"

You giggled before Michael stood up, making you move back slightly. You were dressed in your silk night gown, and you were ready for bed. Michael, however, had just returned from work.

"I need to go and have a shower," he breathed, kissing your cheek. "Get some rest, and I'll join you later,"

You nodded and made your way to the bed as your husband walked into the bathroom. You sat down and got underneath the covers before resting your head on the soft pillow. You were feeling a little uneasy, but you tried not to think about it.

Closing your eyes, you eventually drifted off into a state of slumber.

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At around two in the morning, you had awoken with a start. You didn't know why, but you just did. You looked around and the room and noticed that it was dark - all the lights had been turned off. Next to you, Michael was asleep.

You were craving cola, and you wanted a bottle so bad. Deciding to get out of bed, you threw the covers off of you gently, and got to your feet. Michael was still asleep, and you were very quiet. You didn't want to wake him up because he looked so peaceful.

Putting on your warm slippers, you managed to get to the door without making a sound. Opening the door slowly, you stepped out before shutting the door. Biting your lip, you made your way slowly down the staircase, and you smiled when you realized that the mansion was not in complete darkness. The lights were dim, and for that - you were grateful.