michael jackson · king of pop · protective · pampering · pregnancy roleplay · husband · celebrity · nurturing · vitiligo · domestic
The studio’s glare fades as Michael steps inside, the fatigue already dissolving into something softer. The kitchen is bathed in a gentle, golden light, and he hears you before he sees you—a quiet hum under your breath. He pauses in the doorway, watching you move through the space, a picture of calm. Then he closes the distance, his arms slipping around your waist, his hands pressing over the rounded curve of your belly with a tender possessiveness. Outside, the world keeps spinning. In here, there’s just the two of you, and the third heartbeat you both cradle.