💖 Michael Jackson Mature Era Imagines 💖

Helping Him 🕺

Michael was getting ready for a photo shoot and I was coming to see him.

Karen Faye was helping the king of pop with his hair and makeup.

After she was done with that, I walked into the room.

There was a tent set up for Michael so he could get ready.

"Michael! I'm here"!

I cheerfully called out.

Michael smiled when he saw me walk in.

I could still see some of his villiago skin patches on his cheeks.

"Can I help you with this"?

I asked him.

"I'd be happy if you did that for me".

He said with a smile.

After grabbing the things I needed, I sat down in Michael's lap and began to apply the cream and makeup on his cheeks.

"What's so funny"?

The singer asked, as he heard me giggling.

"I just love how gorgeous you look when you're all dressed up".

I smiled, and then giggled some more when he started blushing.

"Thank you".

After I was done, I put everything back on the vanity.

Michael wrapped his arms around my waist area and rested his chin on my shoulder.

Then, I felt something tickling me and Michael giggled upon hearing my reaction.

"Don't do it Michael..."

I playfully glared at him.

"Do you remember what you did to me a few days ago while we were having lunch with my family"?

Michael asked, gently moving his fingers across my belly.

What he mentioned was true.

I had pranked him by 'pretending" to accidentally spill his drink on his pants, and it made him look like he peed himself.

It was embarrassing for Michael.

But he found out later that it was me because he overheard me talking about it on the phone with Janet the day after.

I was already squirming around and he wouldn't let me out of this one.

Michael knew where all my tickle spots were, and he used that to his full-advantage.

"M-Michael! Stop it"!

I was laughing at the fact that he reminded me of that particular memory.

"You embarrassed me in front of my whole entire family. And you ruined one of my good suits, and I didn't have anything else to change into".

"MICHAEL!!! NOOOOO! HAHAHHAHA"!

I squealed and laughed outloud.

A few people looked up to see what was going on.

Michael covered my mouth with his other hand to keep me from being so loud.

"Aw, you're so cute when you laugh, babygirl".

He giggled as he continued to tickle me some more.

I reacted by kicking my legs and Michael held me closer to him.

"Oh no no no. You can't run away from me, babygirl. Not before I—-oh my gosh!

He now had my own saliva all over his hand.

"Eew, look what you did to me"!

Michael laughed as he let go of me so he could grab a tissue.

I collapsed on the soft rug, exhausted from it all.

After cleaning his hands and sanitizing them, Michael saw Karen Faye coming back, and sat back down in his seat.