Thrilled (Michael & Sofia) [Formerly 'Prestige'] || Michael Jackson (Completed)

11 - Make Up (Jan. 19, 2020)

After Michael's performance, he wasted no time to drive to Sofia's place after he took a quick shower from his home. This might be an urgent matter that will determine his fate with Sofia so he tried to be decent and presentable.

He stayed for a few minutes inside his car, contemplating what would be his next step. His mind is a disaster that he worries that his words will be misunderstood. He loves Sofia very much that he is willing to risk and do anything for her.

He breathed a sharp inhale before he went out of his car and walked towards the apartment's door. He got a key to the apartment but this time, it is not appropriate to use it so he can step inside her safe space. He needs to knock.

He scratched the back of his neck after he did some few knocks. He is sure that someone is still up based from the lights that he can saw from the outside. He stayed the night a few times so he knows the routine already.

"Oh." Andy broke the silence when she opened the door and greeted by a nervous Michael. "It's late." She added and looked inside. She probably stared at the wall clock. It's way past midnight.

"I'm sorry to disturb." He muttered his words carefully. "Is she okay? Sofia?" He asked that caused Andy's brows to raise. "I mean..." He hesitated. "Is she still up?"

"I'm surprised that you didn't know the answers to your own questions."

She can't help but to be that bitch. She just wanted to protect her bestfriend even she knew very well that the situation is already being handled.

To be honest, her heart jumped out when she saw Michael. She is just hoping that his presence comes with a positive reason.

"I'm sorry, Andy." He let out a sincere sigh. His regrets and guilt are very evident. "I didn't mean to hurt her." He explained. He knew that Sofia said something, if not all, to Andy.

"That's fine. Things happen." Andy let out a defeated sigh, remembering what Sofia had told her. "Come in." She added and opened the door widely so he can enter.

"Thank you." He whispered as he entered the apartment.

"She's in her room." Andy told Michael. "Honestly, I don't know if she's already asleep or what." She let out a faint smile. "What I know is... she needs you." She assured. "She needs you, Michael."

His eyes twinkled with sadness but with hope. He knew that they needed to talk and the mess is being handled but he can't remove in his mind that he hurt Sofia. He did something that broke her heart. That reason alone is enough not to forgive himself easily.

"I'll go to sleep now." Andy muttered. "Good luck."

"Thanks, Andy." Michael showed his gratitude and appreciation before he muttered his good night.

When the coast is clear, he let out another sharp sigh to calm his nerves. He knocked on Sofia's door gently to acknowledge his presence but at the same time, not to wake her up if she is already asleep.

After a few knocks, he decided to open the door and he is greeted by a semi-dark, quiet room. He saw Sofia lying peacefully on the right side of the bed but he can't tell if she is asleep or not.

He put his weight gently on the bed and hugged her from behind since she is facing the other side.

"Baby?" He whispered and kissed her hair.

Her sweet scent intoxicated his system and made him more calm and confident. However, she didn't even budge at his presence and his touch. She must be asleep.

He settled beside her, trying not to make any unnecessary movements that can wake her up. Sofia lying beside him is more than enough to feel home again. He just stayed there, drawing circles on her arm as sleep is not trying to consume him.

A few minutes later, Sofia felt his arms around her body. She knew very well that particular touch and that particular scent. An endearing smile is painted automatically on her lips, knowing that Michael is with her right now.

His warm presence made it clear that he made his choice.

"Michael?" Her lazy voice filled his ears as she turned around to face him. She was greeted by his beautiful brown eyes.

"I'm sorry." He apologized. "Did I wake you?" His worried eyes found hers.

Her small smile grew wider as she caressed his cheek and settled her face on his neck.

"No..." She whispered that tickled him. "I'm just glad that you're here." She said and snuggled closer to him while his arms pulled her closer to his.

"I'm sorry, baby..." He whispered as he played with her hair. "About Diana and about the kiss..." He apologized. The scenario is still bugging him even if Sofia already greeted him with open arms. "I'm sorry I hurt you."

"Shhh..." Sofia whispered and stared at his eyes while still caressing his cheek with her thumb. "Don't worry about it, love. It's over."

"But I hurt you and I made you cry. I promised to myself that I'll protect you and I will never hurt you but I did." Sofia is too good to be true. She doesn't deserved to be hurt. "I love you so much and you deserved so much more."

"It's not your fault, Michael." She whispered and wiped the tears that are welling up in his eyes. "I understand the situation... And I love you and I trust you." She added and gave Michael a short peck on his lips. "Are you okay?"

She can't help but to ask. He is apologizing and the guilt obviously continued to consume him but it is not his fault. He is also a victim of the situation and she wanted to know what he feels.

"Mmm..." He muttered as he kissed her forehead. "If you're okay then, I'm okay." He smiled.

"It's not that, silly." She giggled and pinched his nose. "Did you two... argue?" She hesitated to ask but she somehow has the right to know, right?

He let out a sigh before answering. "We're okay. We talked in peace." He chuckled. "Everything's fine now." He assured.

"Good." She said and kissed him again. "Are you happy?"

"More than happy." He answered with a grin before he claimed her lips and they shared a passionate kiss.

His hands roamed around her body that brought shivers to her spine. He bit her bottom lip and pulled them with his teeth before finishing the kiss.

"You're not mad at me?" He asked for assurance so he can breathe at normal pace again once the torn that stabbed his heart is gone.

"How I can be mad at this?" She grinned and played his lips with her thumb. "I love you so much to stay mad at you." She smiled and showered him with kisses.

"I love you." He breathed confidently and a smirk is written on his face when his hand roamed underneath the sheets and landed on her butt cheek. "Only in panties?" He gasped with a mischievious smirk.

"Only for you." She whispered to his ear as her fingers travelled to his jawline. "We're okay?" She asked.

"More than okay." He smirked and kissed her again to work his way with her so he can be on top of her.

"Uhm... No." She pulled away from the kiss and tapped his shoulders. He arched his eyebrows and eyed her suspiciously.

She let out a playful smile and pushed him so his back rested on the bed. Even left in surprise, he found his comfortable position as he let her straddled on top of him.

"Are you tired?" She knitted her brows and asked him innocently while she started to rock her hips on his manhood and slid her hands underneath his white shirt, tracing his abdomen up to his chest.

"Oh God..." He groaned, feeling his erection growing under his pants and the sight of Sofia who is only wearing her white t-shirt and her panties increased the lust that he is feeling.

Watching him being engulfed by ectasy, she playfully slapped his chest and narrowed her eyes on him for not answering her question.

"Ow!" He muttered and looked at Sofia who's been squinting her eyes. "Yes!" He answered but Sofia arched her brows. "I mean, not at all..." He answered. "I'm not..." He cleared his throat. "Tired."

"Good." She answered sheepishly and bit her lip. She knows its effect on him. "Make your way with me, then." She whispered seductively to his ear before attacking his lips with lust and love.