Michael Jackson X Reader

One Annoying Brother.

Your POV
You woke up and went to the kitchen. That's when you remembered that more people had moved into the house. "Good morning everyone." "Good morning." everyone responded. You ate your food. Time passed. "Look we have to go to work, but we'll be back soon." "Okay Mrs. Davis." "Call me Susan, Mrs. Stone." "Call me Patrice." You all went to work. You returned. "Susan I took a night shift. Can you keep an eye out for Arnold?" "No problem." "Thank you so much." Just as Mrs. Stone was leaving Tobey and Michael came inside the house. "Hi Tobey." Becky kissed Tobey. "Hey. Let's go." "Okay." "Hi Michael." "Hey." Michael kissed you. You sat on the couch. Michael put a movie on. He sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around you. "What do you two think you're doing?" "Watching a movie. Do you mind?" "I want to watch TV." "Didn't you watch TV while we were at work?" "Yeah." "Right so now it's our turn. Goodbye." "No." Arnold turned off the movie and put on something else. Arnold sat down. You frowned. "Come on (f/n). We'll just do something else." So you and Michael got to your room. You grabbed a board game along the way. You sat up the board for monopoly. "I want to be the banker." "Okay." You rolled the dice and moved the piece. Michael took his turn. You continued to play the game. "I own that property. You got to pay up." "Here you go. Okay my turn." Michael rolled the dice and moved his piece. He had to draw a card. "Aw man." "What?" "Go straight to jail. Do not pass go. Do not not collect two hundred dollars." You started laughing. Time passed. "Hey guys. Ooh can I play?" You jumped because you weren't expecting anyone to be in your room. "Could you at least knock before you come in my room please?" "Whatever." Arnold rolled his eyes. "Can I play?" "I was trying to spend time alone with my boyfriend. You understand don't you?" "Sure." Arnold took his hands and knocked the game off of your bed on purpose. "Arnold pick that up now!" "No (f/n)!" "Come on man. You put it on the floor." "You can't tell me what to do Michael!" "Pick up the stuff!" Just then your mother came in. "What is the problem?" "Mrs. Davis, (f/n) is being mean to me. She wouldn't let me watch TV or play this game. In fact, she threw the game at me." "That's not what happened mom. I was trying enjoy a nice evening with my boyfriend and he keeps on interrupting. He's the one who put this stuff on the floor." "Look you're both big enough to sort this out by yourselves, especially you (f/n). You're grown and I expect you to behave better than this." Your mom left. You frowned at Arnold. You and Michael got down on your hands and knees and picked up the pieces. You put the game away. "Come on (f/n). Let's get out of here." You grabbed Michael's hand and headed out the door. You walked to the park. You sighed. "What?" "Why does life have to change. Life was perfect. I would be at home with you alone, but now I have a brother who won't leave me alone for two minutes." "Maybe it's not as bad as you think. You just have to talk to him." "Maybe. For now, I'd rather hang out with you Michael." You smiled at Michael. You walked through the park. "Look fireflies." You pointed at the bugs that were blinking their lights. "It's so beautiful how they have their own lights." "Yeah." You two talked for hours about random things. Michael checked his watch. "I think we should head back home." So you both headed back home. You and Michael went in your house. "So you're back." "Yeah I live here." You walked to your room. Michael was right behind you. You sat on your bed, so did Michael. "He is going to take a while to get use to. I can't even walk in my own house now." "I'm sure things will get better." "I hope so." Suddenly, Arnold came into your room, sipping on what appeared to be pink lemonade. "I asked you to knock before you came in." "Whatever. I was thinking we could hang out sometime." You sighed. "Sure. When?" "When you lose the attitude." "Me? You're the one who won't leave me alone." "Oh. You want me to leave you alone. You got it." Arnold pour his drink on your head. You immediately jumped up. "Now you're asking for it." You went toward Arnold. You were grabbed. "Calm down." You took deep breaths until you calmed down. "Arnold, what is wrong with you?!" "You're not going to hit me are you?" "Why would I do that Arnold?" "You look so mad. When my...when Mr. Stone got that mad, he hit me and mom." "I'm mad, but I'm not going to hit you." You sat on the bed. "Come sit down." Arnold sat next to you. "I've never seen a TV before or a boardgame. I just wanted to try it out. I never had anyone to talk to. I just wanted someone to hang out with. Oh what's the use. You don't understand." "I do understand. When I was baby I was kidnapped. Then the people who kidnapped me, abused me emotionally and physically. They never gave me anything and I didn't have any friends. I'm sorry about my behavior. I'm the one who should have tried to find out why you were behaving this way." "Maybe we can hang out sometime." "Sure. You let me know when." "Okay." "Hey (f/n) can I ask you something about girls?" "Sure." "There is this girl at school that I like. What do I do to win her heart?" "Well, girls like men who are kind, sweet, gentle and treat them right. At least that's what I love about Michael. You have to tell her how you feel at some point." "Okay. How did Michael ask you out?" "Well, about two years ago, Michael and I were chatting on the phone and he had offered to one day take me somewhere. I said that it sounded like he was asking me out on a date. He said that he was and I agreed to go with him." "Thanks for the talk big sis. I'll ask the girl out tomorrow. Goodnight." "Goodnight." Arnold walked out the room. "I told you that things would get better." You smiled at him. He gave you a kiss. You backed up. "Now I have to change the bed, wash my hair, these clothes and these bed sheets. I hate washing my hair. It is so hard to comb." You and Michael got off of the bed. You pulled the sheets off. You went in the bathroom. "Michael, can you put my clothes with the bed sheets!" "Sure." Michael got your clothes. You finished your shower. You put on your PJs. You left the bathroom. The bed sheets were gone and the bed had clean sheets on it. You sat down and blow dried your hair. Michael came back in the room. "Would you happen to know how the bed got changed and where the dirty sheets and clothes are?" "I changed the bed and then I put the dirty sheets and clothes in the wash. Oh, I saw your dirty clothes hamper and threw them in there too." You smiled. "Michael you're amazing." You kissed Michael. The kiss lasted for a while. "What did I tell you two about that?" "Oh Becky. What's that on your neck?" "I don't have anything on my neck." "Really?" "Fine you got me. Goodnight." Becky left out your room. You and Michael talked. Then Michael put the laundry in the drier. The drier stopped. You put the laundry away. "Thanks for everything. Goodnight." Michael gave you a quick kiss "Good night. See you tomorrow." Michael left. You fell asleep.
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