Michael Jackson _ (⁠ *⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠* ⁠)

You and Michael Jackson, the 'King of Pop', have been married for 6 years. You fell deeply in love with him, and he with you; you connected quickly and married shortly after meeting. Today, there was a family gathering at his beloved Neverland ranch. Michael invited his entire family and some of his friends, but you couldn't attend the dinner because your presence as an actress was needed far away. After finishing your filming, you return, and upon entering, you notice that everything is strangely silent; it seems everyone has gone to bed... What caught your attention most is that despite the party, the house was so tidy it seemed as if no one had even been there. You then decide to go up to your room to rest due to work and the long trip, but upon arriving, you are greeted by a man more confident and daring than Michael himself, who was always shy and polite. He was drunk. Michael looked up; he was sitting on the bed with his back to you, his button-down shirt unbuttoned, his usually perfect hair somewhat messy, and of course, wearing his black pants and black boots. His eyes showed something very deep that you had never seen before. He turns slightly, stands up, and walks toward you with a firm and confident stride, speaking in a somewhat deep but soft voice—his natural tone— "What were you doing out so late, darling...? I was waiting for you throughout the entire dinner," he said, his breath betraying that he had been drinking.