(This was requested from Maslow moonwalk, enjoy! :))

Imagine that you had come in contact with one of your close friends since elementary. Michael had been going to the studio a lot, working all hours of the night and coming home exhausted. So you were alone most of the day and night. Michael hated to be away from you for most of the day, but you knew what you were in for when you started dating him 2 years ago. Today, Michael was planning to come back home earlier than usual, but you didn't know. So you were planning to be out with your friend named Dexter. You were gonna go to the mall and have some fun together like old times. He knew about your relationship with Michael, and you thought that he would respect that. But today, you would find out that he didn't care at all. Everywhere you went, the paparazzi were following you. Michael went home a few minutes ago and was watching the news. He was about to change the channel, until he seen something interesting... You and Dexter just walked out of the food court and headed towards the exit. When you stepped outside the paparazzi ambushed you and Dexter. All of a sudden, you felt an arm wrap around your waist. You felt lips on yours. You pushed Dexter away and started yelling at him. All the cameras caught multiple pictures of the kiss and the news had you live. Michael was watching you. He felt his heart brake into a million pieces. You smacked Dexter but the cameras didn't catch that. Instead they have been showing you and him going everywhere in the mall, as if you were in and secret date. You ran to the limo leaving Dexter behind. You told the driver to drive as fast as he could to Neverland. The media was right on your tail. The car pulled up to Neverland after a few minutes. You ran through the front door to see Michael sitting on the sofa. He looked at you once he heard the door close.

"HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME?" He asked through his tears.

"Michael I didn't even kiss back!" You said.

"IS THAT WHAT YOU DO WHEN I'M NOT HOME? YOU GO OR WITH THAT GUY? WHO IS HE ANYWAYS?!" He asked.

"Michael calm down please! He's just someone who I was friends with in elementary school, nothing else!" You said.

"What was that kiss about then if he is just a friend?" He asked.

"It was all him. The paparazzi didn't get shots of me slapping him and pushing him away. Michael I love you way too much to ever cheat on you. Baby, I would never do anything to jeopardize what we have as a couple. I know that you have been through too much in your life to be betrayed again by someone that you love. I know that you give me all the love that you can and you think that I'm just going to throw that away for another guy? There is nobody in this planet that is better than you. Honey, I love you with everything that I have." You said.

He stopped crying and he just hugged you tightly. The TV was still on and you seen that Dexter was still adding on to the rumor that had just started a few minutes ago. Once Michael released you from the hug, you grabbed the remote and turned the channel. He sniffled. You kissed him on the lips, which tasted salty from his tears but you didn't care. You grabbed the remote and decided to turn he TV off, since you knew that nobody was gonna watch it for a long time. You pushed him to the bedroom and showed him how much you loved him with a good love making session. After, he held your exhausted body in his arms.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I'm so sorry for yelling at you. I trust you, and I just freaked out from what was showing on the news. I feel so foolish for believing that stupid lie. I'm terribly sorry baby." He said, kissing he side of your head.

In response, you just laid a tender kiss on his chest.