HIIII! oh my goodness your manager!michael x reader has me SICK its so good 🤤🤤
could i request something?
i just thought of this so forgive me if it’s bad
this most has to do with the fact in one of your posts, it mentioned that michael was his iconic self probably before becoming a manager yk?
basically reader is performing at a festival and ends up dressing up as one of michael’s iconic outfits ((MY FAV)speed demon (probably like spike),smooth criminal, remember the time, yk!) but it’s a little more in her style (probably a little more revealing haha) and michael is literally standing in the wings in AWE and like pulls her aside after and tells her how pretty she looked!!
probably takes place around the 2nd or 3rd album but it’s TOTALLY your choice!!! :)
i love me some older mj UGH he looked SOOOOO good i’m weak
( ˶°ㅁ°) !! 0.8k, fluff ) manager!michael jackson x fem popstar!reader <3
michael really shouldn't have been surprised to see you dressed up in his image. the festival was a tribute festival, after all. for once, he let some of the details of management be handled by you and other members of your team, focusing instead on some minor details for your upcoming, yet to be announced tour. of course, the one time he lets loose of the reigns, you pull a stunt like this.
the stage had darkened dramatically, fog flowing from the sides of the stage inwards around your form. you stood still, posed with a hand along your hip before you hit a dramatic dance move. a dramatic, familiar dance move. then the notes played, familiar notes, played half-way before silencing themselves as the fog grew around you. in the midst of the darkness, you navigated the stage, performing a quick stage change before coming back to center and pointing up at the sky. the spotlights suddenly honed in on you, showcasing your entirely new outfit: a white fedora along your head, a white tie around your neck, a blue undershirt with a thinly striped, slightly oversized white suit jacket on top, white shorts that hug against your thighs, sheer white tights, and the most darling mary-jane styled black and white heels.
you don't give the audience— or him, for that matter— much time to react, capitalizing on the shock. reaching up, you tilt your fedora, lowering your hand to point out to the crowd. as the introduction for smooth criminal begins to play in full, you suck in a deep breath and start to dance alongside the music.
michael really shouldn't have been surprised, but he was. he still is! his jaw hangs for a moment before he rubs along his chin, turning his head to the side and glancing at the other people watching from the wings. his look asks, "did you know about this?" and in response, all their eyes suddenly find themselves preoccupied with other things. returning his focus to the stage, he begins to smile. "yeah," he murmurs to himself as you punctuate your dance moves, "oh, that was good... you hit that perfectly, baby." michael's singing along to his voice on the record by the time you're halfway through the song, unable to stop himself from dancing just a little in the wings.
after you finish the song, you wave and blow kisses to the crowd, even holding the hands of a few fans who paid for pit tickets. then, you give one last tilt of your fedora before walking offstage, where michael's already waiting with a smirk.
"you've got my attention, now," he starts, stepping closer to grab your waist, his fingers splayed along your outfit, "since that was clearly a show just for me."
"it's a tribute show; who else would i pay tribute to?" you reply, chuckling breathlessly before leaning in, "i'm just so thankful to you. i mean it."
"i know," he murmurs, one hand sliding up your back to cradle your head against him, "you've always given me thanks, baby. so appreciative and humble... and sexy." the last part is murmured specifically for you as the hand michael left against your waist reaches down and pinches gently along your butt. "i like this outfit."
"i bet you do," you tease, pulling your head back some, "i liked the original, but this is much more me. i'd die out there dancing in suit pants."
"i'd save you. i'd run on stage and save you," he says immediately, grinning.
this earns a laugh from you as you reach up and wipe away some sweat. your chest still rises and falls dramatically with each breath, lungs eager to catch up on air as you shake your head. "i know, michael. i know you would." returning yourself against him, you tuck into his neck and shoulder, letting your nose brush against the skin there before you kiss gently. your voice is quiet, tuckered out, as you ask, "you liked the show?"
michael nods, letting his hands caress lightly. "i loved the show. i almost joined you halfway through."
"i never lie. c'mon, let's get you seated." with that, he begins to walk you to you designated dressing room in the back.
as you walk, you hum. "i was thinking of getting changed," you mutter, glancing up at him.
"uh-uh, i want that outfit on until we get home," michael murmurs in return, his eyes flashing with a familiar sense of want before he looks away, regaining his sense of professionalism. "it's a good look on you, that's all. the fans'll want to see it again, paparrazi pictures and all that..."
as if that's the reason why he wants it on. "uh-huh, yeah."
it's clear to anyone paying attention that michael just wants it on you so he can take it off himself!
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this prompt was rlly good, i loved it! i chose the look from smooth criminal bc i saw that tiktok ss and was like omg so cute! ofc like imagine it a little more elevated but i thought it was cute!
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