It was any normal day, Michael was just chilling reading book till he heard the sound of one of his songs from his studio..so he gets up and walked down the hallway to find you, his wife of 5 years dancing to a song of his which was dangerous...the same way he had performed it himself, recreating every move with the smooth fluidity of your body as a woman, matching every step perfectly, Michael stood in the doorway watching, smiling just faintly

"this girl.." he murmured in his usual soft voice watching you dance without noticing him seemingly, he continued to watch you lead his back up dancers, you singing the lyrics without practice but reached every note perfectly fine..no problems at all..

You went on until your break, you sat down calmly and grabbed your water bottle sipped it when you heard Michael clear his throat do you noticed him, you looked over at Michael..

"What was that about?" Michael questioned, clearly amused but amazed at the same time