MJ Imagines *CURRENTLY NOT TAKING REQUESTS*

~Realization Pt. 2 FINAL~

I walked into the makeup trailer with candy in my hand. Michael had to leave because they were doing some close up scenes with the werewolf makeup. Michael had sent for me because he needed to speak with me.

As my mind wandered from Brooke I started thinking 'what if he's firing me?' and 'what if it's because I didn't buy enough M&Ms?' Obviously these thoughts were ludacious but I could help but let my overactive imagination wander.

I took a deep breath and walked into the trailer. I pulled at the collar of my blue sweater and peered around the corner.

       "AHH!" A voice screamed. Next thing I knew I was face to face with a hairy head with sharp teeth and I screamed.

I shielded my face with my arm.

       "Stay away! I'll get Michael! You don't know how he is without his M&Ms!" I called out as I cowered away.

But soon a high pitched contagious laughter bursted out loudly. The whole room consumed by it.

I peered out from behind my arm and took a better look at the monstrous figure that scared me only seconds before.

I took in the small yet slightly muscular frame and the red varsity jacket and I realized it was Michael.

       "Michael!" I spoke slapping his arm as he laughed. "Not funny." I tried to speak seriously but I couldn't help but smile as Michael's laugh always made me feel happy.

       "You were scared weren't you?" He asked with a smirk. Well, as much of a smirk you could see from behind the thick mask he wore.

       "Of course not," I shook my head and walked into the makeup room. I walked over to the table and set the bowl down. I looked in the illuminated mirror and saw Michael walk up behind me.

       "You were scared," he laughed and pointed at me as he sat down in the makeup chair.

       "I could have dropped your M&Ms mister," I spoke, wiggling my finger as I tapped his nose. He widened his deep chocolate eyes through the mask and I couldn't help but fall into them.

       "Nope! Sorry it won't happen again," He spoke sweetly and I laughed. He looked up at me as I laughed and I grabbed an M&M and threw it into my mouth.

He sheepishly looked away from me and I cocked my head confused.

       "What's up?" I asked and he looked back at me. He scratched the back of his neck and released a breath.

My heart rate sped up. Is he going to tell me I'm fired? Oh god I shouldn't have eaten that M&M.

       "C...can you um...feed me some M&Ms?" He asked shyly. "I can't really grab it..."

He lifted his hands and showed me the claws that they put on his hands.

I looked back to him and couldn't help but start laughing. I knew the only thing hiding his blush was the large mask on his face.

Soon enough I wiped a tear from my eye and breathed out to steady myself. Felt like I just had a workout.

       "I got you Mike," I spoke sweetly and grabbed an M&M. He opened his mouth slightly and I tried to suppress a laugh.

       "My what big teeth you have grandma," I spoke in a high pitched voice. Michael shook his head playfully at me.

       "Stop playin' with me girl," He joked and I threw one M&M in his mouth. As he ate I took in the mask. Each whisker that was put on and piece of hair that was glued on. The creases around the face.