Michael Jackson Imagines

• A Moment Alone (Early Thriller Era) •

A/N: Hey everyone! I hope you're all doing well! I had originally planned to post the second part of 'Transformative Love' before uploading this imagine, but as I am still bogged down with school work, I haven't yet completed it but had this one saved in my draft and pretty much ready to go. The Part 2 to 'Transformative Love' is on its way, I promise, but in all honesty I've been struggling to get the words down in a way I wanted, so decided to start writing this one. I will soon return to it and know it'll be done in no time- I guess I'm really excited to unveil what happens, so I want it to be perfect!

In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this fun imagine. Fair warning, this is my first proper attempt at writing anything remotely...sensual, shall we say. I'm always wanting to push myself creatively though and this imagine pretty much wrote itself, it came so naturally. 

I really hope you enjoy and, I promise, I will be posting imagines that are set in eras other than Thriller soon, just bare with me!

Enjoy! <3

June 1982

"Michael!"

As soon as you had turned off the ignition of your car and stepped out of the driver's seat, you sprinted over to your beloved boyfriend of four years. Simultaneously, he happily bounded over to you, jumping in excitement over the few steps leading up to one of the many doors to the Hayvenhurst Residence.

For the past four months, Michael had been obligated to sacrifice all of his time and efforts to his highly anticipated upcoming album, soon to be known to the world as 'Thriller'. The project took him sporadically to all corners of the United States, as well as several countries abroad, meaning that you had certainly missed out on quality time together.

Presently, he was returning from Houston, Texas, where he and his brothers had taken part in the annual Budweiser Superfest. As had been the case with the majority of his required travelling over the past few months, you had unfortunately been unable to join him. With your career as an elementary school teacher having just lifted off of the ground, there was simply no way on earth that the demands of your job would allow you to travel alongside your boyfriend, no matter how much you or he longed for things to be different.

Contrary to belief, however, the time apart only made your time together all the more treasured and special. You longed for each other night and day and at times it certainly drove you crazy- telephone calls, after all, just weren't the same. But now that the schools were out at long last, and Michael had his album more or less under his belt, you could finally spend as much time together as you wished, just as you had when you were younger with far less responsibilities.

At long, long last, you were engulfed within Michael's welcoming arms into the warmest and most loving embrace. You weren't even able to offer a fittingly amiable greeting to your beloved boyfriend before he desperately attached his sublime lips to your own awaiting ones, his impetuous affection almost knocking you over. After a short time he reluctantly detached his lips in order to verbally affirm his affections, leaving you in a complete whirlwind of longing as you reopened your eyes, blessed with the sight of his heavenly grin as he muttered breathlessly, "I missed you so much, baby- come with me..."

His hands that had been firmly secured upon your waist swiftly grabbed for your own as he hurriedly led the way inside of his home, through the door closest to his own quarters. You bit your lip a little in anticipation; you had seen Michael in this sort of mood before, and it didn't take you many guesses to know where your encounter was ultimately headed.

Gently pulling you inside, your suspicions were confirmed as Michael grinned cheekily at you and kicked the door closed. Although the both of you found yourselves in one of the many corridors connecting the rooms of this vast house, this didn't stop Michael from smashing his lips fervently for a second time, pulling you impossibly close to his body as he lightly pushed you against the door from which you had only just entered.