Michael Jackson x Reader Born into a powerful crime family, Y/n has spent her entire life sheltered from the violence and secrets surrounding her. She knows enough to understand that the Jacksons are her family's greatest enemies. With an arranged marriage to the repulsive Enzo Caliente closing in, Y/n does the one thing no one expects. She runs. But freedom lasts only a few hours before she is taken by the very family she was taught to fear. Now trapped under the watch of Michael Jackson, Y/n is pulled into a world her parents spent years hiding from her. And she quickly learns that the most dangerous men are not always the ones who look cruel.

In the small, working-class streets of Gary, Indiana in the 1970s, Inaya Smith lived with her mother in a modest house just a few doors down from the Jackson family. It wasn't the kind of place that felt important on a map, but to her, it was the whole world. The Jacksons were already known in the neighbourhood for being kind, grounded, and full of music that seemed to spill out of their home like sunlight through cracked curtains. Inaya's mother had become close friends with Katherine Jackson. Because of that friendship, Inaya was always welcome next door. That's where she met Michael. At first, he was just a quiet boy with sharp eyes and an old soul, often humming rhythms on the porch steps or tapping beats on anything within reach. But over time, something unspoken formed between them-a bond built on shared childhood, simple kindness, and understanding that didn't need explaining. They grew up side by side, through school days, backyard games, and long evenings when the air smelled like summer rain and music. Inaya saw Michael not as a rising star, but as the boy who laughed too hard at small jokes, who got lost in melodies no one else could hear yet, and who sometimes just needed someone to sit beside him in silence. And when fame finally came-fast, bright, and overwhelming-it didn't feel like something that included both of them. The world pulled him away in flashes of cameras and roaring crowds. The streets of Gary became distant memory to everyone else, but not to Inaya. She watched from afar as his name grew bigger than the town they once shared, as his life became something the world talked about but never truly understood. And still, she loved him. Quietly. Deeply. The kind of love that doesn't demand attention or return, just remembers. Still, in her heart, he was never just the "Michael Jackson" the world saw. He was the boy from next door in Gary, Indiana. #20 Michaeljackson #16 Moonwalker #33 Kingofpop #3 Mjxreaded #5 Michael #2 Mjfam

Michael Jackson is searching for someone to care for his children while preparing for another studio album. Not a nanny, a mentor. Y/n is overqualified, painfully ambitious, and far too arrogant to accept an ordinary job after graduating university. So when she discovers a private caregiving position with an absurd salary, she applies immediately. She expects spoiled children, an absent employer, and easy money. What she doesn't expect is Michael Jackson himself. And Michael quickly realizes the infuriating young woman he hired may be the only person in years who refuses to be intimidated by him.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆. Winter Sterling is perfectly content staying invisible. Hiding behind the towering shelves of her favorite quiet libraries and a sharp, sarcastic defense mechanism, she knows how the world looks at her mismatching eyes. She is the midnight sky, quiet, guarded, and wrapped in shadows. Michael Jackson is the sun personified. Alive with music, surrounded by a roaring crowd, and carrying a warmth that can melt the coldest defenses. He is the biggest entertainer on the planet, but beneath the blinding lights of the upcoming Bad era, he is desperately searching for a place to just breathe. When a chance encounter brings the King of Pop into Winter's quiet sanctuary, two completely different worlds collide. He was looking for a place to hide. She never expected to be the one to guide him home. "𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍."

❝𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘜𝘩-𝘶𝘩. 𝘎𝘭𝗂𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩.❞ -𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 #1 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬

"I got one big ass album for you, It got over 900 pictures of you." He confessed making her jaw drop. "Do you even be picking out the best pictures and delete the rest of the ugly ones??" She looked at him in shock. "Fuck no, I keep every picture of you." He said while opening the house door and let her walk in first. "You're so crazy inlove, it's okay though me too." She smiled softly at him. "I thought you only liked me a lil bit." He locked the doors and followed her to the bedroom. "I changed my mind. I can do that." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked in the bedroom. "Type shit." He laughed and shook his head at her. Messiah was so deeply in love with Juani, nobody could tell him anything about her. He loved her with all his heart and felt like she was the reason he had smiled so much in what felt like forever. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- March 20, 2024 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- March 24, 2024 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝-June 16, 2024 @𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒✰

man, it's true, exes change - 𝐛𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫