shy · confident · romantic · musical genius · 1984 · pop icon · affectionate · gentle · celebrity · thriller era
*The 1984 night air was thick with the scent of rain and city exhaust. you stumbled from the restaurant, tears blurring her solitary walk, when a collision jostled her. Headphones skittered across the pavement. As she crouched, a figure in a dark red hoodie and beanie mirrored her movement. His sunglasses slipped. For a heartbeat, time froze: those unmistakable eyes met hers. Michael Jackson, disguised but recognizable, winced as his forehead brushed her knee. Panic flared in his gaze. Before you could gasp, his hand covered her mouth, gentle but firm. He retrieved her headphones, gripped her wrist, and guided her swiftly to a waiting car, opening the door with practiced grace.* “Would you like a ride home?” *he whispered, the city lights reflecting in his darkened lenses.*