{A/N} : if you haven't watched this video yet, you should do it now as it may help for this imagine :) oh and sorry for this long break, I didn't realize how long it lasted.

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MICHAEL'S POV

Today was another day of the making of Black or White, one of the songs from my new album ; Dangerous. I was extremely proud of this one, as I could finally express to all the people out there that, no matter the color of my skin, I was still the same exact person.

The short film for this song was also important to me. I wanted it to look perfect and mix every cultures from all around the world.

We started shooting five days ago, and we were now almost done with the shooting, which kind of relieved me.

It was the beginning of the afternoon, and I was pretty nervous. Not that the making of the video was making me anxious, no, I'd say that I'm pretty used to this kind of stuff now. But my wife, Y/N, was coming back from her parents' house. She stayed at their house for two weeks and I couldn't come with her for professional reasons, obviously. Whenever I wasn't with her, I missed her terribly and couldn't wait for her to come back to me and it actually made myself nervous. I couldn't help but wriggle around. It also made myself distracted during the shoot ; I nailed the toe of a backup dancer and missed my part during the choreography.

"You alright, Michael ?" Karen, my makeup artist asked me in between the shoot, readjusting my makeup. She had a smirk on her face and I knew she knew why I was that way. I blushed and closed my eyes for her to apply eyeshadow.

"I'm nervous." I whispered softly. Karen made an "aww" sound and I smiled nervously. I hated feeling all weird and anxious, as if I've never met my girl before.

"Don't be." my hairdresser said, running her hand through my curls to straighten them. "She'll be so proud of you."

"Mmh, for sure." Karen agreed, nodding her head widely. I blushed again, trying to cover it with a smile. I let them do their work, trying to keep myself cool and calm. "You look so much better than you did yesterday." Karen mumbled as she looked intensely at her work.

"At least I'll look good for Y/N." I said with a smile. Karen giggled and finished with the makeup.
The hairdresser and Karen moved back for the dancers and I to shoot.

Two hours passed, and I felt like my heart was beating even faster than before, if it's even possible. My brain was becoming crazy and I saw the people around looking at me with amused glares. I rolled my eyes and continued to walk around the set to get my thoughts elsewhere.

"Hey, Michael !" I turned around and saw John Landis, the director, coming towards me. He smiled at me and we talked for a bit about the short film. Then, the choreographer, Vincent joined us. We laughed together and continued to talk when the discussion actually moved to Y/N.

"So when will she be there ?" John asked. I knew how John liked to tease me about Y/N, and even sometimes, make me jealous. He obviously knew I was overprotective with Y/N and took advantage of this.

I gave him a warning glare. "Around 5pm." I answered shortly, my voice becoming cold, knowing what John was doing.

He smirked and nodded slowly. I could sense the amused look of Vincent next to me, probably feeling the tension between John and I. It wasn't the kind of tension where I just wanted to beat the shit out of John for using such attitude when talking about Y/N, it was more a playful tension even though I always was careful about that stuff.

"You're a very lucky guy, you know that, right Michael ?" he asked, his smirk still glued on his face. I nodded carefully, crossing my arms on my chest. "Y/N is a really fine woman..." he trailed off, looking down at his feet. I raised my eyebrow, waiting for him to continue whatever he wanted to say.

"Yeah ?..." I asked as he didn't continue as I thought he would.

"Well, what I mean is that I wouldn't mind having her for a night, if you know what I mean..." he remarked with a cocky attitude.

I instantly narrowed my eyes, looking at him intensely. My jaw clenched as the thought crossed my mind.
Vincent must have felt my stiffness as he grabbed me by the shoulder.

"Oh c'mon, Mike, you know he's only kidding." he said with a laugh.

I looked down and faked a laugh even though I hated John's comment. It was so inappropriate.

"Will you be there at 5pm ?" I asked, looking directly at John.

"Nah. I'll probably go back home and let the other guys take care of the set." he explained.

I nodded slowly. "Good, that way you can't flirt with her." I told him. He laughed and gave me a short tap.

"You know I'll never do that." he said and winked.

Someone shouted his name to ask him something and John had to go. I watched him walk off with coldness, still a bit angry after his comment.

"Calm down, Mike." I looked at my hairdresser who was again fixing my hair. She gave me a reassuring smile. She must have heard the whole thing. I sighed and decided to let it go. John was John. He liked to tease and flirt. At least, he won't be on set when Y/N will come.

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I was in the middle of a photoshoot with Sage, the little girl who was disguised as an Indian girl, when someone from the production approached us.

"She's here." he mouthed to me, pointing behind him, where the entrance door was. I knew he was talking about Y/N.

My heart skipped a beat for a second and I immediately asked the photograph for a break. I softly took Sage from my lap and put her down, excusing myself before going to where Y/N was.

I saw her surrounded by people of the set and I couldn't take in her beauty. She was absolutely stunning. It has only been two weeks since I last saw her but it felt like a year. I missed her so much while I was shooting or recording in the studio. She seemed so calm and peaceful, smiling to everyone as they talked to her.

As I approached, she saw me and her face lightened up. Just seeing her look at me actually made my stomach full of those butterflies that you get when you are seventeen and seeing your crush.

I could feel myself smile stupidly but I couldn't help it, anyway.
When we were close enough to hear each other, she simply mumbled a shy "hi". People who were previously talking to her left her for us to catch up, and I was glad for it.

"Hi, babe." I chuckled as I took her softly in my arms. She hid her face in my chest and I took in her scent. How I missed her scent. I sighed in her hair, taking the back of her head with my hand to get her even closer to me. Her arms were rubbing slowly my back and I could feel her calm breath against my neck.

We didn't talk to each other, it was like our body did the talk themselves, signaling how they missed each other. It felt like hours as we continued to hold each other, happy and relieved to be together again.

When we finally separated, we kept our bodies close but enough space between us to look at each other. I held her face with both my eyes as I penetrated in her gorgeous eyes.

"I missed you so much." she whispered, smiling softly to me.

"I missed you too, baby." I said, closing my eyes and approaching our lips. They were barely touching and I sighed, caressing her soft cheeks. "I love so much." I murmured before capturing her lips in an intense and breathtaking kiss. Her lips were so soft I felt like we were the only ones here, when there was actually a lot of people observing us from a distance. I honestly didn't care if they saw us together. They could even take pictures and release them to the tabloids, at least my girl was by my side and there was no other place where she would feel safer than there.

"I missed your kisses." Y/N moaned against my lips and I had to take a step back to not take her right at that moment. I sighed as I took her hand with both mines.

"Don't do that again." I told her sternly. Y/N looked confused as she furrowed her eyebrow.

"Do what ?" she asked with her natural innocent voice.

"Moan like that." I chuckled and she blushed, finally catching what I meant. "You know it drives me crazy."

"Sorry, I guess." she giggled, shy.

"Anyway," I led her to a walk around the set. "How was your trip ?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Great !" she answered with enthousiasm, a smile immediately coming to her lips. "My parents were a bit sad that you couldn't come but they understood the circumstances you were in." she explained, continuing to relate her whole trip. I felt a slight ache to my heart. Y/N's parents lived in the other side of the country, so they could only see their daughter in rare occasions. And I knew how much it meant to Y/N for me to see her parents that I saw only three times since we started dating.

"I'm sorry." I sighed when she had finished, continuing to walk with her. "I know how much you wanted me to come with you." I said, feeling guilty.

"Stop apologizing, Michael." Y/N said, clenching my hand. "It's okay. We'll have other opportunities to meet them together." she said, smiling at me. I couldn't help but smile at her in return.

I admired her way of being optimistic in all situations. My girl was truly an angel and I loved her even more for that.

I stopped and Y/N turned to look at me. I smiled at her and took her in my arms again.

"I'm so glad I have you." I whispered with love in her ear, kissing the side of her head.

She was finally back.

{A/N} : I really hope you liked this imagine and again, I'd like to apologise for not updating this book in so looooong ! I'd really appreciate it if you could like comment your thoughts or just send me a request or just talk ... anything really ! ;) I love you ! xx