He gently pulled away from the sweet kiss after a few heavenly moments. Your eyes fluttered open slowly and gazed at him; a smile spreading across your face. He returned the gesture and held you tightly, he pulled away from the embrace slightly so he could look into your eyes; his face went serious.

"Please tell me that this is the right time." He said gazing at you with hopeful eyes.

You smiled, "Yes, it is. Or else I wouldn't have let you kiss me." You teased.

He smiled wide, "Finally!! I've literally waited decades to do that."

You giggled, "I only waited months."

"Right, right," he chuckled slightly.

You stared at him for awhile, you didn't realize how long until he spoke up.

"Is everything okay?" He asked a little worried.

You shook your head, "I'm sorry I just... I never thought I'd be able to rekindle what we had. I mean, the last time I was with you things didn't end well. I spent months thinking I would never truly see you again. Be with you again, spend time with you. I thought the age difference would cause an issue even if there was a chance to be with you again. I had so many scenarios go through my head and almost none of them were good. I feel like I'm dreaming."

He took your hand as you spoke, his thumb tracing over your skin, "This is real. You're here with me, and you are mine, from now until the end of time."

Your eyes welled with tears again, but this time it was happy tears, you threw your arms around his neck and held onto him tightly, happily crying into his neck.

After much crying and some catching up you were both just sitting there for a moment in silence.

You looked at him, "What now?"

He looked around, "I don't know... Oh! You wanna meet the kids?"

You smiled lightly. "Sure.."

He looked at your expression, "You don't seem too excited about it.. Wait... You're jealous, aren't you?" He smirked.

"What? No..." You looked down with a blush.

"Yes, you are." He grinned at you.

You giggled. "Stop teasing me! You meanie!" You stuck your tongue out at him and ran out of the room.

"Y/N!" He ran after you.

You laughed and sped around a corner; heading into the kitchen and opening the fridge. Hmmm what to prank him with..... You pondered.

The hurried footsteps came closer as you reached into the fridge and grabbed a pie covered with whip cream and hid it behind your back. You turned to where he would soon appear from and waited patiently. He sped around the corner but stopped on his heels once he saw you.

"Why did you run?" He asked panting, hunched over with his hands on his knees.

"No reason..." You smiled and secretly removed one of your hands from under the pie, grabbing his shirt by the collar.

He smiled at you and bit his lip. You smiled and pulled him closer; making you chest to chest. Your hand cupped his cheek as you kissed him passionately. He kissed back as his hands rested on your waist. You pushed him deeper into the kiss so he wouldn't try and back out; that way you could sneak the pie around with ease. He bit your bottom lip playfully causing you to moan softly. This wasn't part of my plan...

Before he could hypnotize you any further, you pulled away quickly and smothered his face with the pie. You laughed hysterically as the pie slid off his face; him standing there stiff, still in shock from what you did. He wiped his eyes and raised an eyebrow at you; a smile tugging his lips.

"Same old Y/N..." He shook his head laughing that melodic laugh of his. You smiled innocently and playfully licked some pie off his cheek.

"Michael Jackson pie.... Hmm... Not bad." You smiled and winked at him.

He took his finger and ran it through the smeared pie on his face, licking it off, "Eh, I've had better."

You laughed, "Like what?"

He bent down and picked up some of the pie on the floor and smeared it on your face. He then licked some of it off your nose, "Like Y/N pie."

You rolled my eyes and giggled, "Oh Michael, you're such a flirt."

"Ah, but you never seem to stop me from flirting with you, do you?" He winked, "I don't remember you being so flirty missy."

You pushed him playfully, "Shut up."

He gasped dramatically and placed his hand over his heart, "Hurtful..."

"Says the guy that just threw floor pie on my face. There's germs!"

"You started it!" He pointed at you childlike.

"Yea and I'll finish it too," You threatened.

"Oooooo feisty." He wiggled his eyebrows at you.

"Shut it... I'm gonna clean up." You walked to the sink and started cleaning your face.

You felt a pair of arms snake around your waist. You smiled and dried your face off. You grabbed the wet towel and turned around in Michael's arms; cleaning his face gently. He closed his eyes as you wiped the pie residue off. You dried his face and cuddled in his arms, in return he held you close and rested his head on yours.

"Moments like this with you, I've waited for my whole life." He said softly and sighed.

"And I hope that we have many more." You inhaled his sweet scent.

He kissed the top of your forehead; you gazed up at him. He smiled and gazed in your eyes with a loving expression.

You were content, embraced in each others arms and in your own world. You had each other and that's all you needed. No words, no actions. But there were three words. Three small words that meant so much that you just had to say. "Michael..."

"Hmm?" He stroked your cheek, you leaned into his soft, tender touch.

"I love you."

He gazed deep in your eyes for a moment; soon a smile formed across his perfect, pink lips. "I love you too. Now and forever."