My Daddy's Bestfriend (Michael Jackson Fan fiction)

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▫♦▫Next Morning▫♦▫

CARI
T U C K E R

I wake up smiling from ear to ear. I feel Michael's breath on my neck and I hear his light snores. His arms are wrapped protectively around my small waist.

After those 5 rounds we had last night, I don't think I'll be able to walk this morning. I turn around facing him and peck his lips multiple times.

His eyes slowly start to open, revealing those perfect brown doe eyes that I love so much.

He smiles at me a little making me giggle uncontrollably.

"Morning, handsome." I say kissing his lips once more.

"Morning beautiful." He says: his voice is raspy due to him just waking up.

We share another, sweet, kiss.

I lay my chin on his chest looking up into his eyes, "What're ya gunna do today, baby?" I ask curiously.

He rubs my lower back, "I may write a few songs. Or go to the dance studio. What are you gunna do?" He asks me looking into my eyes.

I begin to think, then my eyes light up, "Ooh! Babe lets go shopping? Please?" I ask poking my bottom lip out.

He smiles a little, "Yeah, I'm sure we can do that. Anything for you beautiful. What time do you wanna head out?" He asks me studying my features.

I smile up at him, "Is 12:00 o'clock good for you baby?" I ask him.

He thinks for a bit, "Yeah, that's actually a great time!" He says excitedly.

"I can't wait to try on make-up!" I exclaim.

I love makeup, even though I don't wear a lot of it; I still love it!

Michael frowns, "Why are you so happy to try on makeup when you don't need any?" He asks curiously.

I shrug, "I've always loved makeup for some odd reason: although I don't wear a lot." I say climbing on top of him.

He holds me by my hips, "Shower?" He asks, smiling up at me.

I nod, grinning, "Mmmhmm that'd be nice!" I say excitedly.

▫♦▫After Shower▫♦▫

10:58 a.m.

Once we had gotten done having our session in the shower and bathing ourselves; we got out and got dressed.

I'm dressed in skinny jeans, plain red tee, white air force ones. I leave my hair in its naturally curly state.

Once I decided I looked pretty decent, I joined Michael doenstairs in his dance studio.  When I walked in; he did a double take.

"Baby, you look very nice. I love the color red on you, it looks nice." He says making me blush.

"Aww baby, you flatter me waaay too much!" I exclaim walking over to him.