Michael Jackson Imagines (3)

Tickle (19)

One night, I was working on a little arts and crafts for Michael and I wanted to surprise him with it.

Michael was feeling bored and he decided to tickle me.

"Babe...why won't you play super soakers with me"?

He playfully whined, reaching out underneath my shirt and trying to tickle my belly.

"H-hey staapphh"!

I squealed, gently pushing his hand away.

Michael wasn't getting away that easily.

He went to his bedroom and got a red feather from his dresser.

He then went back to the dining room where I was sitting at the table.

"Baaaabbe...I know that you want to play with me".

He grinned mischievously and the kneeled down in front of me.

I immediately began to howl with laughter as he tickled my bare feet with the feather.

"Hahahaha...ahhheee! You're so ticklish! Just like me"!

After a while, I was out of breath and he stopped tickling me so I could finish my drawing.