Michael Jackson ┊59┊

It was just another night. I had gone to sleep in my bed, as usual. But when I opened my eyes... everything was different.

The room wasn't mine. It was spacious, with different-style furniture, and a soft light filtered through the window. It took me a moment to realize... until I felt an arm gently wrap around me.

I turned slowly, and there he was. Michael Jackson. But not like I'd seen him in old videos... no, he was real, and he was fast asleep next to me.

His breathing was calm. His hair was a little disheveled, and one hand was resting on my bump... as if it were something completely normal. And it was, because... I was married to him. And I was expecting his child.

As I tried to process everything, Michael began to wake up, blinking slowly before looking at me with a sleepy smile. "Hmm... are you awake yet?"

he murmured, in a raspy, just-waking-up voice, coming a little closer "Are you okay, my love?"