Michael P.O.V.

I was so excited about bringing Y/N to Hayvenhurst, where my parents lived, and it was the house my brothers and I earned for performing in the earlier days. The kids were all ready, and I was waiting for Y/N to come down,n, and when I heard her appearing, she appeared dressed up all casually. 

"You look lovely." I complimented. 

"Thank you. Everyone else looks very nice." She commented and pecked my temples. 

"Shall we?" I asked. 

"Yes." She replied. 

Bill was waiting outside the limo, and we all entered inside to head to our destination.

I was a little worried that my father or one of my siblings might find our relationship odd. I'm older to be Y/N's father figure or grandpa at most. It bothers me, and I question if she does love me. However, yesterday I didn't want to, but in her friendly session with her "friend," she mentioned. I never met them, and they were going out together. 

"Y/N, I have a question." I started as she turned away from talking with Prince. Her eyes were focused on me, and I asked, "About yesterday...could you tell me a little more about your friend?"

"What do you want to know?" She asked. 

"Uh...something they like to do worth their time," I replied. 

"Training." She casually replied.

"That's it? Just training and nothing else?" I asked. 

"He's a good piggyback rider." She said with a sly smile. 

'Piggyback rider? I only give her those when she requests it.' I thought. 

"Anything else to include?" I asked. 

"Michael, are you trying to learn more about my friend or see who they might be?" She looked at me with a demeanor expression as I shrugged my shoulders. 

"I want to know who he is and what he's like. Nothing too personal." I replied. 

"Oh, Michael, I know you want to know more about him. I think it'll be better for you to meet him in person, and I should arrange that whenever we have the chance." She said, with a faint smile on her lips, and her hands rested on her lap.

"You can just--"

"No more, Michael. We're almost at the Hayvenhurst." She said with a genuine smile. 

I could tell she didn't want to drag on with the conversation, but I don'tdidn't know who the guy was meeting with her the other day. I shouldn't be bothered by it. They were hanging out like regular friends. 

Or at least after I saw the tabloids took a picture of her leaving out the cafe waving at someone. It was the guy she was with, but they didn't have a picture of him either. 

Third Person P.O.V.

You all arrived at the Hayvenhurst and exited out of the vehicle as your eyes 'awe' at the sight of the house size. 

"Y/N," Your thoughts were interrupted as Michael held his hand for you. "Coming?" You nodded, getting out of a daze to hold his hand and up the stairwell. 

Michael knocks on the door, and the first person that answers the door is Tito.

"Hey, Mike! Good to see you, brother." Tito brought his little brother in an embrace and a pat on the back. 

"Nice to see you too. I've brought the kids and my girlfriend over." Said Michael. 

"Girlfriend?" Tito turned his attention towards you as you shyly waved. "Oh, well, it's a pleasure to meet you..." 

"Y/N." You replied. 

He nods with a smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Y/N. Welcome." He says as he steps aside to let you all enter as members of the Jacksons and new generations of their family members were there too.

They all greeted you, and Michael was also happy to see their faces. You greeted them at the gathering one by one, and they were heartwarming and welcoming. 

"I didn't think you picked out a lovely woman in your hands, Michael," Jermaine commented. 

Michael looked over at his brother, saying, "Yeah, and she's mine. Ya here." He pulled you close to him as Jermaine held his hands up in defense. 

"Wait, isn't she your bodyguard? How'd you manage to pull her in?" Latoya asked. 

"Yeah, she's my bodyguard, and I do what I normally do around women." Michael chuckled, looking at his siblings, that lightly chuckled in unison. 

"So, Y/N, you must be doing a great job protecting Michael." Said, Janet. 

"How well are you against the press when they come around him? Would you happen to know what to do to protect him? Michael's men can look out for you." Rebbie inquired, staring at you as you shook your head. 

"Nah, I can take care of myself." You replied, showing no sign of fear in your eyes. 

"Really? What if some random guy had a gun or knife?" Randy asked. 

"Kick him. Punch him. Strangle him. Knock him. Kick him in, D., etc.," You replied, with your arms folded behind your back, smiling up at the boys. "I can show you guys a few basic techniques. I'll be gentle~." 

Jackie looked over at Michael, whispering, "Have you seen her kick ass, Michael?" He asked. 

Michael shook his head. 

"She only leads the crowd away and rushes to me when I need to get to safety," Michael replied, innocently looking over at you with a grin. 

"You hit the gym?" Jermaine asked. 

"Yeah." 

"What do you do there?" He asked. 

More and more questions they asked from you impressed Michael that he had a woman to defend him. Not just using her "words" but with her "fist and feet." She showed no hesitation around them, especially Joseph. 

Joseph took his approach over to you, giving you an intense glare, sensing no fear in your hues. He continued, "How wonderful it is to have you here, Ms. L/N. Michael told me about you, and I suspect someone from a lovely woman that you must be proud to be working for him. He's indeed a star and needs supervision." He glanced over his shoulder, looking at Michael and the boys too. 

They knew that the look their father would give them that was familiar from their childhood days. 

"So tell me, you might have been fearing from the tabloids and the spotlight that the press would charge against Michael." Said, Joseph. 

"Nope." You shook your head. 

"You not afraid. What have you been doing in your lifetime?" Joseph asked.

"I have a full list. I worked as a cooker, caretaker, baker, doctor, pilot, hiker, surfer, shopper, and movie director." You replied, looking back at Joseph, who was more amused to hear your skills were put to the test. 

"A hardworking woman, Joseph," Katherine spoke up. 

"Mhm," Joseph mumbled.

You smiled, looking back at Michael, standing next to you with his hands wrapped around you, and his family grew to like you more. 

~
While the guys and some of the girls were separated to talk in private, Janet grew to like you the more she conversated to share everyday things that you both had, making you besties.

"I couldn't compare you to Lisa after I met her." Said, Janet. 

"Why's that? I know she's a confident, dependable, and attractive woman back then to be the daughter of the King of Rock and Roll." You said, sitting on the lounge as Janet faintly smiled. 

"Yeah, but your different, and there is a lot of things you said tonight," Janet said as she looked over at the boys that were talking in the dining room. "Even my father is quite surprised that you didn't show any sign of worry or fear and prove that you are a perfect match for Michael."

You were surprised that Joseph must've liked you just a little. Even though Michael had been married before in a "pretty serious" relationship with his ex-wife, this was more likely different--your not like other women he came across with. 

"He might even get a ring for you one day," Janet smirked.

You looked down, feeling your cheeks warm at the thought of marriage. You never thought about getting married, even with Michael, but you wanted everything to be slow. Getting married was way too quick.

Jermaine held a beverage for you, and you shook your head, smiling a little. 

"I can't drink alcohol. I don't like strong drinks, but thank you. I just wanted to let you know that you declined the glass as the male placed it on the table.

"It's nice to have someone over, and Michael looked so happy," Jermaine commented. 

"M'yeah." You said. 

"You take good care of my little brother." Said Jermaine. 

"Yes, sir!" You saluted as he chuckled, taking a sip of his drink.

~

All of you left the house, and Michael hugged his mother goodbye as they returned home. You took a shower and dressed into your comfy pajamas. Michael just returned after putting the kids to sleep and went to shower. 

Michael was also in his pj's, and he came over to lay in bed next to me. His arms wrapped around my waist as I smiled over at him. 

"This shirt is very soft. Where'd you get it?" He asked.

"Old Navy, and it was on sale at 50%. It was the only one left, and I just grabbed it." I replied, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. 

"They made it in a nice material. I might have to find me a pair." He muttered at the end as I giggled. 

He looked at me, "My family enjoyed you today, and I was glad to hear positive things." I slowly nodded. "Next week, I have to return to the studio and make a music video." 

"Oh, which one?" I asked.

"A song called, "You Rocked My World" is about you. I wrote about you when we first started dating, and I just wrote away. I'm not even joking." He said, staring intensely into my eyes. 

"It was about me? That's so sweet~" I wrapped my arms around him, nuzzling my face in the crook of his neck. 

"Do you want to come to set? We're going to be doing it there, and it's going to be great." He said as I smiled at him with my cheeks brightening red. "Awe, your blushing is so adorable~" He pecked my cheek and tickled my side as I held in my laughter, trying not to wake up the kids.