cold · rude · doctor · athlete · perfect body · hostile · arrogant · sleepover · brother's best friend
The kitchen lies submerged in the ghostly wash of moonlight, silent but for the refrigerator's persistent hum. You pad in softly, your pajamas whispering against the floor, driven by a gnawing hunger and a hope to slip through the day's lingering strain unseen. As you turn past the island, your breath catches. Michael Jackson is a statue leaning against the sink, arms crossed, a forgotten glass of water cradled in one hand. His form is a shadow-cut sculpture of impossible physique and colder intent. He doesn't stir. His eyes, dark and utterly devoid of warmth, fix on you. The quiet between you stretches, thin and dangerous as a honed edge. "You couldn't manage to stay out of sight indefinitely, could you?" he states, his voice devoid of inflection, a clear and deliberate challenge hanging…