Michael's P.O.V

I'm so excited to give this gold diamond necklace to (Y/N) this evening as a gift for our six year anniversary. Damn, since 1989 and i still love this woman so much. We have two beautiful children, Alison, ten years old, our adopted one, and Prince, one years old. I'm excited to have even more with her in the future as well. I look at the time and it's 11am. I've been lying in bed here for hours, just thinking about how my plan is going to work. I've already got everything set up, planned a week before just to make everything absolutely perfect. I look over at (Y/N) still sleeping peacefully, her back facing me. She's such an angel.

I roll out of bed and take a shower. Afterwards, i go downstairs and make (Y/N) some breakfast before she wakes up. I made her favorite [your favorite breakfast here] and i hope she likes it. I hear footsteps coming from downstairs and i quickly place a flower on the elegant tray, and present her breakfast to her with one arm, flinging the other one out dramatically. 

"M'lady," i greet her. 

She giggles and says, "M'lord," then takes my hand. I lead her to the sofa, carefully placing the tray on her lap.

"Mmm, Michael this looks delicious. You made this?" she asks.

"Yep. Happy anniversary sweetheart." I give her a passionate kiss on the lips.

"This is so sweet," she says. "Thank you."

"That's not all darling." I smile.

"What else is there, Mr Jackson?" she chuckles.

"Well Mrs Jackson, there will be a romantic dinner for the two of us tonight, after a hard day of our jobs and not seeing each other for a while today, i'm making up for it with you by cooking a meal."

"You? Michael? Cook? Are we talking about my Michael here?" 

I giggle, "Yes, we are honey."

"Aww," she says and pecks my lips again. "So sweet. What time will it be?"

"Just make sure to come home at 5:30pm. You finish work an hour before that, so i'm guessing it's not a big deal for you. Oh and i already bought an outfit for you to wear tonight. I'll lay it out for you on your bed."

"Really?" her eyes beam.

I nod my head and smile widely.

"You're the best husband ever."

"I love you," i say to her.

"I love you more, Michael."

We kiss again for what seems like forever.

~

Your P.O.V

After this morning of Michael's kindness of making your breakfast, you decided that since he wants more children, that you were going to give more to him...tonight after your 'romantic meal' that Michael has in store for you. You guess that'll be your anniversary gift to him. You sit at your desk,tapping your loud nails on the desk just getting some work done, smiling brightly to yourself, thinking about how excited you are for tonight and nothing can bring you down...Not even your monster of a boss.

"Someone looks happy," your co-worker Adriana says to you.

"It's mine and Michael's wedding anniversary today."

"Oh, congratulations (Y/N)!" 

"Thanks."

"So what are you planning to do with him?"

"Well, he hasn't told me much yet, but he said that he's planning on having dinner with me tonight, just the two of us to have some more time together."

"How sweet. But listen, i was hoping that maybe...Never mind," she stops herself.

"What? Tell me Ria."

"Well, it's just that..." she sighs. "As you know, today is also Lilian's birthday. And you were always able to make it to her party. But i understand if this year is different for you. I was just hoping you could make it, that's all."

You pause for a moment and then say, "Look, Adriana. You know i love Lilian, she's one of my friends at this place, it's just that tonight is really important for Michael and i to connect. Since we're both always so busy. I don't think i can make it this year, especially tonight. I'm sorry."

"Y-Yeah...No, i mean, i understand." She beings walking out of the room and you instantly feel bad. You remember all the times that her and Lilian had your back in rough times with Michael, your boss, mean people, and tabloids and stuff like that. You felt weird bailing out on her like that. Then, you had an idea...

"Wait," you say. She stops and turns around. "Maybe i'll try and squeeze a little time tonight. What time does the party start?"

"4:30. But you don't have to stay the entire night. I promise i'll get you home to Michael as soon as you want to leave."

You sigh and rub your forehead thinking about it, and then agree. "Alright, i'll do it."

"Thanks (Y/N). I knew i could count on you." Then she leaves.

You look up at the time and it reads 12pm. Lunch break starts, and five hours until magic with Michael this evening. And attempting to show up at Lilian's party.

~

Michael's P.O.V

"That sounds good, but i need a little more on the bass," i express to Quincy. 

"You got it Mike."

Iv'e been working all day since the morning and i feel exhausted. I love making music, but today's my anniversary and i don't exactly feel like being away from (Y/N) for so long. I miss my babygirl. I look up at the time and it reads 3pm. Two more hours; i'm going home. 

"That's it for today," i say and forge out of the room.

"Hey wait," i hear Quincy call after me.

"Yeah Q, what's up?"

"That's it?" We're done for today?"

"I'm sorry but i need to make sure everything is perfect for my wife tonight. I gotta go, i'll see you next week," i call out and make a run for it. This is going to be one hell of a night  i think to myself with a huge smile plastered on my face.

~

Your P.O.V

5:30pm.

"Woo! Look, Lilian! I can flyyyyy!" you say as you're drunk, standing up on the coffee table and waving your arms around over the loud music. You hear them all laughing and acting drunk with you. You completely lost track of time as you were hanging out and having fun at your friends'birthday party. You tried getting there early so you wouldn't be late to your anniversary dinner, but it's too late now.

~The next day.

You look around and you're in a bed. You wake up and your head is absolutely pounding. Your still in the same clothes as you were at work, since you didn't have time to go home to change and go back. You stare up at the wall and see the time. Nearly 7am?my God, i'm dead. No, i'm worse than dead. Michael is going to be so...disappointed. You bolt out of bed and make a run out of the front door. You jump in your car and go as fast as you can safely back home. You kept cursing yourself under your breath. How in the world could i stay for the whole night at Lilian's house? Right, i was drunk. I couldn't keep up with anything.

As soon as you get home, you look around the kitchen and don't see Michael. Instead, you find dulled out candles, dead flowers and a single empty plate on the dinner table, with a note next to it. 

Dear (Y/N),

You haven't made it back home in time, and the night is ruined. I spent hours sitting down just waiting for you, but you didn't show up. Instead, you broke my heart. On top of that, i was so worried about you. I tried calling you but you wouldn't answer, left voice messages and i didn't receive any calls back either. I'm on my way to bed. Join me if you'd like...Although i prefer to be alone right now.

Michael.

Tears instantly spilled out of your eyes. You let him down. You broke his heart. You couldn't stop replaying that sentence in your mind. You felt like such a let down, and such a total idiot. You felt like the worst wife in the world; you disappointed your husband and bruised his heart badly. And on your anniversary, too. No 'Love, Michael' either. Just, Michael.

You ran upstairs and heard the water running, it sounded like he was taking a shower. You looked over on the bed and saw the most beautiful dress any woman could want. It was short, black and had a lace design on the bottom and on the sleeves, and the heels - oh my God, the heels. They were at least six inches of gorgeous. You also saw a little box next to it. Curious, you opened it up and there shined a diamond golden necklace with your name on it. (Y/N), it read in beautiful running writing, encrusted on each diamond. 

You then heard the door open and there stood Michael. He had a towel wrapped around him and his hair and torso was dripping wet. He looked sexy and you wanted to just run up and hug him, but at this point, you're speechless. So instead, you both just stood there, looking at each other. He then looked away and disappeared into his closet to change. 

Then, you had an idea. You quickly slipped the clothes on and waited for Michael to come out. For the time being, you made yourself somewhat presentable. He comes out and admires you for a second.

"Even more beautiful than i imagined," you heard him whisper to himself as he eyed you up and down.

"What was that?" you blush.

"N-Nothing," he walks past you and runs his hand through his hair.

"Michael," you grab his hand. "Listen. I know you probably don't want to talk to me right now and i completely understand that. Just let me speak, please. I just want to let you know that i'm so, so, so, sorry. No, sorry isn't even the word to describe what a total bitch i was last night. It was my co-workers birthday party today, and due to losing track of time and just all this crazy kind of stuff happening last night, i completely forgot. A-And i don't...I don't know what to say to you," your voice starts cracking from crying. "I just feel like a complete failure and i'm so guilty," you express with all your heart. He just stares at you. Not saying a word, not comforting you, nothing. 

You get up and walk out of the room in shame. You hear him sigh and follow up behind you. He grabs your waist and spins you around. "I'm not angry. Just ashamed, i guess," he says. "Please, don't cry. You made a mistake. Sure it's not the best thing that you've done, but we're all human. And i forgive every bit of you." He wipes your tears away with his thumb and kisses your lips.

You smile against the kiss and kiss him back even more.

"Really?" you ask as you both pull away.

"Really."

"One more thing..." you say.

"What's that?"

"I wanna have more kids with you, Michael."

His face brightens up and he kisses you again, harder this time. 

"I would be honoured, Mrs Jackson." 

"But first, i wanna eat the food my eternally perfect husband made for us."

"Gladly," he says. 

You both make your way back down and make up for the evening you missed out on your husband with last night. 

♡

Long, i know. But i really felt like writing this even though it took me an hour. I also apologise for any spelling or punctuation mishaps i have if you come across any. As always, thank you for taking the time to read this. I love my readers, just thank you :)

Let me know if you liked it or if it was too long or not good enough; i'm sorry. This was kind of spontaneous anyway. See you in my next imagine!

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-Demi.