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pairing: michael jackson x janets!best!friend!reader
summary: after y/n and janet reunite, janet notices michael’s sudden shy demeanour and decides her and the other brothers need to act.
masterlist 🤎 part one
everyone drifted upstairs to get settled for the night, their conversations kept between each other as they walked down the hallway.
y/n followed behind janet with a small overnight bag she’d borrowed hanging from her shoulder.
“i really appreciate you lettin’ me stay,” she smiled, adjusting the strap, “i hope i’m not causin’ too much trouble,”
“girl, you’ve said that fifteen times,”
“sorry,”
“stop apologisin’,”
“…sorry,”
janet rolled her eyes, unable to keep herself from smiling.
before she could lead y/n any further down the hallway, another figure rounded the corner. randy. perfect, just like they’d planned.
he straightened up almost immediately when he spotted the girls, clearing his throat as if he’d been sent on official business to deliver a message.
“uh, y/n?”
the girl stopped walking, looking to him.
“small problem,” he said, shifting on the balls of his feet as y/n raised a brow, confused.
“what happened?”
“well,” randy scratched the back of his neck, avoiding y/n’s eyes, “all the guest rooms are taken,”
“they are?” y/n said, confusion lacing her tone. she’d seen the front of their house, surely there was one spare room.
“yep,”
“you’re sure?”
randy nodded as y/n looked down the hallway, confusion still on her face.
“i didn’t think there were that many people stayin’,” she said, more to herself than anything as randy nodded, far too enthusiastically.
“well maybe you could share with mi-,”
before y/n had the chance to question it any further, another bedroom door clicked open.
michael stepped out, shutting it carefully behind him, a book tucked beneath one arm.
“what’s goin’ on?” his eyes flickered between the two girls and then randy.
“rooms are full,” randy said, his voice a little thick as he avoided his brother’s gaze.
“what?”
“the guest rooms,”
“no they aren’t,” michael frowned, looking down the hallway, and then back at his brother.
“yes they are,”
michael looked genuinely puzzled now.
he glanced down the hallway, almost as thought he was trying to picture every bedroom in his head.
“jackie has one,” michael counted on his fingers, “so does tito and marlon…and jan, rebbie, toya, you and mother and joseph…there’s still four left,”
randy winced, looking at janet (who was busy looking at the ceiling). y/n looked more consumed than ever.
“they’re…being cleaned,” randy said, his voice a little more high pitched.
“at…night?” michael blinked, unable to hide the skepticism in hid voice.
“yeah,”
“…who’s cleanin’ them?”
randy paused, opening his both, before he closed it again, mulling the question over in his head.
“people,” he said, his voice hardly believable anymore.
“what people?” michael tilted his head, his face still the picture of confusion.
from somewhere behind them, marlon suddenly coughed loudly into his fist.
it sounded suspiciously like he was trying not to laugh.
jackie wasn't doing much better, having turned completely away from the conversation, one hand covering his mouth.
even katherine, who had just stepped into the hallway carrying folded towels, paused for a brief second, lowering her head so nobody could see the smile threatening to appear.
only michael remained completely oblivious.
“when did mother hire cleaners?”
“uh…today,” randy said, still avoiding his older brother’s gaze.
“today?” michael repeated, his voice starting to fill in with some suspicion.
“mhm,”
“why?”
“the rooms needing cleanin’,”
“they were cleaned yesterday,”
“they got dirty again,” randy said, looking desperately to janet for help, who avoided his gaze still.
“how?”
“people,”
“what people?”
“the people that were cleanin’,”
michael’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion, pausing for a few seconds.
“the people that were cleanin’…made the rooms dirty,” he repeated, almost savouring the words in confusion.
“accidents happen,”
“well, i’ll go see if they’re nearly finished,” michael shrugged.
before any of them could stop him, he was down the hallway, opening the door to one of the rooms.
the room was spotless, bed made, the curtains open, and completely empty.
“this one’s empty,” he said, looking to y/n, “you can have this one,”
y/n just nodded, still utterly confused as she mumbled a small ‘thank you’, and michael gave the brothers one last look of confusion, muttering something about ‘crazy people’.
as soon as his door clicked shut, janet huffed.
“randy!”
“what was i supposed to say?!” he whisper-yelled back to her as she marched towards her own room.
“you lasted thirty damn seconds!”
“he started counting bedrooms! bedrooms, jan! who the hell counts bedrooms!?”
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y/n and michael were in the garden after breakfast, where it was quiet and serene.
she was sat at the edge of the fountain, fingers tracing light patterns into the stone.
michael stood nearby, hands loosely in his pockets and occasionally looking at her before his gaze would be pulled away to a bee buzzing away or a squirrel on a tree.
it wasn’t awkward, just careful.
from the back door, marlon watched. janet had given him the plan - give michael a flower to give to y/n.
he walked round the edge of the garden, careful to make sure y/n didn’t hear him as he examined the roses in the nearby flower bed.
marlon tiptoed past the fountain, careful to make sure he wasn’t spotted as he picked up a small acorn, turning it over in his hand before he flung it at his brother.
michael jolted, his head snapping back as he spotted his brother crouched down comically behind the fountain, a flower in his hand, shushing him desperately.
he crept forward as michael blinked in confusion, the rose pressed into his hand.
“what’s that?” he whispered, looking at the pretty flower in his hand.
marlon rushed back behind one of the large flower pots, gesturing to michael.
small, frantic movements - pointing to michael, then to y/n, then to the rose. his movements were way too exaggerated, poor michael just staring at him in bewilderment.
he looked down at the rose, then to y/n again, who hadn’t noticed marlon or the rose at all.
then, he tapped her on the shoulder.
“marlon wanted me to give this to you,” he said, gently passing the rose to y/n as she carefully took the rose.
marlon blinked once. then he blinked again.
there was no way michael had just said the rose was from marlon.
he was hopeless.
“what happened?” janet said, her hands on her hips as marlon crept back inside, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“i gave him the damn flower and he said it was from me!”
janet blinked.
“oh for goodness’ sake-,” she said, sighing deeply, “i guess we need to call in reinforcements,”
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“alright, move,” jackie said, waving a dismissive hand towards his younger brothers.
“move?” randy echoed him, confused.
“the grown-ups are handlin’ this now,”
marlon looked personally offended at the suggestion that he wasn’t one.
“grown-ups?”
“me and tito,”
tito nodded once, folding his arms over his chest.
“y’all had your chance,” he said, “and it didn’t go very well,” he gave randy a stern look.
“and what exactly are you gonna do?” janet said, eyeing them all suspiciously as jackie and tito exchanged a look.
“a proper dinner,”
there was silence for a few seconds, before marlon spoke.
“that’s it?”
the entire afternoon was spent prepping the dining room for the dinner.
katherine had been persuaded into cooking one of mikey’s favourite meals, though she had never quite figured out why only two plates had been set up.
jackie insisted on using the small dining room, tito had been to three different shops to find candles, though janet wasn’t entirely sure they were necessary.
the other two sisters had done wise in keeping out of it.
just before dinner was ready, tito found michael wandering through the hallway, a book tucked under his arm.
“mike,” he said, stopping his little brother.
“hm?”
“need you in the dining room,” tito said, like he was announcing something important.
“why?”
“special dinner,”
michael nodded simply, not asking questions.
“okay,”
“don’t ask questions,”
“i wasn’t gonna,”
at almost the same time, janet appeared outside y/n’s room.
she knocked twice before poking her head round the door.
“dinner’s ready,”
“already?”
“mhm,”
“everyone’s downstairs?”
“kind of. just come downstairs,” janet waved a hand vaguely.
the dining room looked.. different.
the curtains had been drawn, candles flickered softly across the middle of the table, only two places had been set.
y/n stopped in the doorway.
before she could say anything, michael walked in through the opposite door.
he stopped too.
his eyes slowly travelled around the room, then to the table, then to y/n.
"…where is everybody?" he blinked, confusion in his voice once more.
“okay,” he said, accepting that answer immediately.
he walked over and pulled out a chair for her without a second thought.
“thank you,” y/n said, smoothing down her skirt and taking her seat as michael murmured a small “you’re welcome”.
every other jackson was crammed into the kitchen.
jackie and tito stood nearest to the doorway, janet trying to peak round them, randy and marlon knelt down on the floor.
“have y’all lost your minds?” katherine stared at all her children crammed round the door.
“mother, shush! leave us be,” marlon said, crouched down.
“…in my own damn kitchen,”
back in the dining room, michael looked round again, spotting jackie’s favourite plate left on the counter.
“jackie forgot his plate,” he said.
y/n looked over, nodding as she swallowed her mouthful. they’d been having a great conversation before, all about michael’s favourite animals, littered with random facts.
“i’ll go give it to him,” he said, standing up as he twisted the knob of the kitchen door.
the door burst open, five jacksons scattering in every direction.
jackie nearly dropped a bread roll, randy tripped over a chair, tito hit his head, and janet slapped a hand over her face.
“what are y’all doin’?” he blinked, as silence fell over them.
everybody looked at everybody else, until finally, tito spoke, smiling for too widely.
“family meeting,” he said.
“in the kitchen?”
“yep,” jackie said, catching on to tito’s words.
“during dinner?”
“yep,” marlon nodded along too.
“okay,” michael said, looking to the plate in his hand, “y’all forgot your food,”
“i’ll set the table,” y/n said, pushing her plate back as she helped lay out the other plates, and michael brought the pot of food in too.
so much for a date.
janet just groaned internally. there was no way they were this damn oblivious.
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by the third failed plan, katherine had seen enough.
she’d watched randy lie about bedrooms, marlon’s failed flower plan, jackie and tito somehow mess up a perfectly normal dinner.
and through all of it, the two people they were trying to help still seemed as oblivious as ever.
“alright,” she said, hands on her hips, as all heads turned to her.
“mama-,”
“no,” she said, her voice not angry, just final.
“leave those two alone,” she said, as the room fell quiet.
“but-,”
“janet,”
the girl sighed dramatically, mumbling a small “yes mama” as katherine looked between them all.
“love don’t need all y’all pushin’ it,”
late that afternoon, katherine found y/n in the living room, a book in hand.
“darlin’?”
“yes, mrs jackson?”
“would you mind doin’ me a favour?”
y/n nodded, as katherine smiled warmly as her eagerness to help.
“there’s a little gazebo at the back of the garden,” katherine smiled, “and i left my knitting basket there this mornin’,”
“i’ll go get it,” y/n said.
“thank you sweetheart,”
a few minutes later, katherine found michael in the music room, quietly turning pages of his notebook.
“mikey, dear,” she said.
“yes, mother?”
“i’ve left my knitting basket in the gazebo, would you be a dear and get it for me?”
michael closed his notebook without question.
“i’ll go get it,”
y/n looked round the small gazebo - the basket was nowhere in sight, not under the clothes or near her flower pots.
“that’s strange,” she muttered under her breath, her gaze drawn to the entrance of the gazebo at the sound of footsteps.
michael.
“mother sent you to find the knitting basket too?” he blinked, watching as she nodded, a confused frown on her face.
there was silence for a second as they both blinked, and then they understood.
“of course,” y/n finally said, realising why they had both been sent to look for it, michael realising a few seconds after her.
y/n just laughed, sitting down on the edge of tone of the benches.
it was obvious there was no point going back now.
michael laughed too, sitting down beside her.
“so…mother sent us both here,” he said, his voice soft as y/n nodded, swallowing for a second.
he was close, she could feel the heat from his body next to her.
“y/n?”
“yeah?”
“you know…i’m surprised you didn’t forget me,”
“you are?”
“yeah,”
“how could i forget you?” y/n said, shrugging for a second, “you left me your book so i didn’t get sad when y’all left. that…that tells me everything i needed to know about you,”
michael smiled softly.
“i kept the drawing you gave me,”
“the dinosaur one?” y/n cringed at how bad it was.
“yep,”
“it looked more like a dog,” she said, shaking her head softly as michael shrugged.
“well, i knew it was a dinosaur,” he said, his finger brushing her hand lightly as he paused again.
“i was kinda scared when janet invited me round,” y/n admitted quietly, shrugging slightly as michael blinked.
“you were?”
“yeah, i mean…y’all are famous now,”
“doesn’t mean you’re any less than us,” michael said, his voice gentle, “i was scared too,”
“why?”
“saw those modelling magazines you did,” michael said quietly, “thought about reaching out when i first saw you on that runway,”
y/n flushed slightly.
“god you looked so beautiful,” he whispered, “but you were janet’s friend. couldn’t do that to her,”
the girl nodded, choosing not to speak.
“but now we know she’s all good with it…and mother too…” michael looked up from the spot on the ground her been staring at, looking to her.
y/n swallowed.
he was close, his breath against her lips as he moved nearer, one hand coming to cup her cheek.
their lips met in a kiss - soft, and gentle.
y/n’s hands stayed on the bench beside her, as they moved back, her face flushed softly.
“they know we can see ‘em, right?” she said, looking over his shoulder through the little window for a second.
once again, all the jacksons were crammed round the window, marlon practically on top of jackie.
“i can’t see!”
“move your big ass head-!”
“get off my foot!”
“what happened?!” janet demanded, shorter than all her brother as she huffed.
“y/n threw up on him, i think!” marlon squinted.
“shut your dumbass mouth,” tito huffed, “they kissed,”
“mother, they kissed!” janet whipped round, her eyes shining as her mother hummed, not even reacting.
“why aren’t you excited?” randy blinked to her.
“i knew it’d happen,” katherine placed her knitting basket on the side (she’d never really left it), “sometimes love just needs some space,”
Hey, Mikey, can you do splits or air splits? Your majestic hip dance in that sparkly blue costume was very yummy and very flexible. Can you even do gymnastics?
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