"I didn't know the rain was purple." Michael looked deeply into Prince's eyes, with crimson cheeks.
"That's until you helped me see it."
|DARLING MIKEY; ORIGINAL STORY|
It all started with an unfortunate accident at the concert of James Brown in 19...
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|Thursday, May 21st, 1987| |Santa Barbara County| |Neverland Valley Ranch| |10:00 pm|
Prince
Michael and I still remained on the couch in his living room, cuddled up underneath the blankets that were covering our bodies. I had made love with a woman before, multiple times, so this time, was very, very, very different. However, it felt so right and meant to be, and it contained so much bliss that I have never felt before in my life. We were so lost in each other's touch that we had made love all day. There would be times were we'd finish, take a breather, have a small conversation, then we would get right back to it. It sounded silly, but it was true. I said this before, but I couldn't believe how in love I was. It's a rare thing for me to feel, so for me to feel it for him instantly, said it a lot. I couldn't get enough, it's like I craved him in a way. I wasn't sure how this was going to play out in the future, but I was enjoying the happiness I was feeling at the moment.
Currently, Michael's head was laid onto my chest as I looked up at the ceiling in thought. My hand slowly reached up and started playing with his soft curls as he continued to sleep, and two seconds later, he stirred a little bit then woke up completely.
His eyes met mine, he smiled a little bit then looked around the room with a slightly confused expression, "How long was I out?"
"You only fell asleep like twenty minutes ago." I chuckled, tightening the hold I had on him a little.
He rolled his eyes playfully, and he sat up, mumbling, "Smart ass."
As I stayed laid down on the couch, I just watched him in awe. I never really realized how handsome he was, from head to toe. His face was heavenly, his smile was like no other, his eyes sent me into another dimension and his body had me hypnotized. But then, I immediately started to feel guilty. My feelings were finally out in display, which I was relieved about, but I had forgotten the real reason how we got here in the first place.
Michael had saw what happened between Sheila and I, which I knew hurt him a lot, and I knew it was the real reason why he left. I knew I was nervous about telling him how I felt, but it shouldn't of had to take Sheila forcing herself onto me in order to make that happen. Our relationship could've crumbled, if I didn't do anything about it. So even though that might of been the least of his worries, I owed him an apology.
"What are you staring at?" He asked, raising his eyebrow. I cracked a smile, giggling a little bit, forgetting that I was staring at him then I sit up as well. I reached over and grabbed his hand.
"Michael.." I sighed, caressing the top of his hand with my thumb, "I'm sorry."
Michael's small smile dropped and he looked down, understanding what I was apologizing for. He then shook his head, and looked back up at me, "Prince you don't have to apologize-"
